I should learn to be thankful

Every frustration,

destroying my mind

hiding the merits shown on my soul

I am falling under the depression

I am waiting in torment, every second

Without these friendly punishment

I would be lost, and

and don’t know how to start writing my mundane life

In pain，

I play a word game finding all hope

Black, white, gray

boring colors compose my missing

Cannot hear the evil wind blowing flower, hurt it

Cannot see the dew touching the skin of leaves

The chain，with white wings, decorates the cage

and the cage, locks my smooth life sailing

I, look for the newborn from setback fate

I, trace the live from crack，

I, seek the pure mind with few desires.

What’s more

The shadow of wheel of time always compresses my humble past