On the lawn of the big turntable

Text/Ma Dongxu

Baiyun is very white.

The blue sky is blue and blue.

The sun was rushing all the things, and I met the immortal of the grass between the two birds.Needless to ask the road, I left three laps and three laps, and sat at the origin again.I watched a peach tree with a velvet, and it was spit out the flowers and bones, bringing the fragrance of spring.

I am as comfortable as a butterfly, and I have no work to work.

One hour and hour.

A pedestrian walked beside me.Twenty -three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, and ten pedestrians walked by me.I glanced at them, just as they glanced at me.When the 369th pedestrians passed by my side, the sky darkened.Without street lights, the five fingers could not be seen in the dark night.The noise of the endless car that keeps over the loneliness and silence of some people.

I look at the airspace, and the stars are also small. People are the dust of the universe and the dust of each other.The street lights went out one by one, and I was willing to stand on the light.

Seeing the big world is so colorful.

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