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我想飞

I want to fly, fly into the torrent of time, to find the memories of the past and the present. The sky and the earth are turbid, the mountains are broken, and the human world appears; the stars fall, and become countless bright eyes. I brush the edge of the water on my side. The wind withers the trees and the flowers bloom silently. Empire after Empire rose and fell. The human world is constantly performing a scene of love, hate, sorrow and joy. A little helpless, a little noisy. Or the fire, the blood splashed into the river, the heart rending cry back Who is singing in the shallow: "looking back has always been bleak place, there is no wind and rain nor clear." I find that if we let the world change, the samsara will still rotate, the lost will disappear, and the left will not come again, as if everything has a certain number in the dark, is this the arrangement of fate? I fly, finally fly into the gate of future time and space, but the earth is still rotating, the market is still peaceful, where is the end of time? I searched desperately until the sea dried up, until the sky lost color, until the last meteor cut through the night The earth is only left with heavy sighs. The black wind in the desolate city tells the story of the passing away, which is sung in my ears. I turned back to welcome the bleak farewell, silence, in the thousands of years of time cracks in the crevices of the big bang, everything is like a shaking phantom, like a never wake up dream. I'm lost in a time I can't even find myself