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I decided to write it down. Nothing can shake my determination.
Unless my own soul and heart are dead.
My heart died once.
a long while
There is little hope of resurrection. Heart death is to get rid of it.
There is no feeling for the love and hate in the world.
Nothing can shake my heart. Unfortunately, I still have a soul.
Heart death is only the work of the soul
Subjective mental death has not changed the suffering of the soul at all. I hate myself and my soul.
But anyway, I have no intention of giving up my soul. Because my soul and heart together constitute the fate of my life. I love life.
Lose courage
I don't want to abandon my soul again.
summer
The city was hit by a typhoon.
The downpour washed away everything in the world.
The roaring wind destroyed the trees full of flowers. Trees are the companions of the wind.
She embraced the wind with fiery body and mind.
I want to dance enthusiastically.
But tortured mercilessly. Trees don't just die from the heart.
I'd rather throw my whole life on the ground.
Blowing in the wind. But the fallen tree shed the last sad tear.
But miraculously grew new green.
The richness and preciousness of life
All living things, including people, should be cherished.
I don't know when.
My dead heart was activated by my soul.
If a new green tree grows, it will be rejuvenated.
With the soul ...