Chapter 30 believe in future

——Dedicated to my respected Mr. Index Finger On August 2, 2002, Uncle Zhu and I had a poetry exchange on the train from Florence to Venice. We collaborated on a song "Rome-Florence" for each person, and Uncle Zhu started.The first section is about Pompeii, a city of splendor and glory that was destroyed by the eruption of Mount Vesuvius in the 1st century AD , except for the fugitives, all died in the city.We saw corpses one after another, some struggling and sleeping, some high officials, some slaves chained to the pillars until their death, some mothers blocking babies, and some coachmen driving carts.Terrible.When I was wandering around the campus with my decadent youth

When I vomited the sorrows of the world at the school gate, I still stubbornly started my frustrated life and stubbornly wrote down with meaningless thinking: Believe in the future When the delicate snow plum has turned into the cold dew of the last winter When the fantasy dream in heaven rests on other people's feelings I still persist in using the withered leaves Inscribed on the frozen white cloud: Believe in the future Dark Cloud has his sinister smirk I exposed him to the sun with the red sun Dye the snow-white sunset red with rainbows and draw on the sky: Believe in the future

believe in future Because I believe in the warmth of the world believe in future Because I believe that there is still love left in human nature believe in future because i believe in failure The moment that bursts out at the moment of awakening I still want to use my painful eyes to stay in the years and believe in the future!