Chapter 10 sad heart

October 23, 2006 at 19:57 (Sunday, September 16, 2001, on the bed of Peking University Hospital, due to dysentery infusion treatment, dictation, recorded by Liu Hong) I lay on the bed of thoughts, Looking at the flickering lights, There are endless fantasies in the mind. I'm lying on the hospital bed of reality, Looking at the translucent screen windows, I hope to be able to see through the transparent glass See the sinful heart of man. I lie on the sickbed of my soul, I want the seemingly white potion to wash away my short-sightedness, Painful trials again and again, Let me feel that the dream is so slim.

my flowing suitcase is so light, My surging waves can no longer be filled with a huge heart. what--- I saw the golden sun again, is so beautiful, intoxicating, It's a pity that everything reaches its limit In the end, hope will be taken away by darkness. Look--- It has sounded like hell.what--- My dream, it is like a neat little boat is rippling on the water. how cute it is, Exudes a flower-like aroma. It's a pity that God created everything It will eventually make the dream fall, I have smelled— Dark clouds are just above our heads.Towards a retrograde space-time tunnel