Don’t back

I don’t like recalling the past. For me, it is like pouring out a lace bucket full of garbage near the bus station. What overflows is always turbid and yellow sewage, disgusted with passers-by passing. What happened in the past was like a thick layer of smoke, which trapped me, who was originally short and […]


A cement road with a length of about and a width of about 5 meters is my way to work. I have been walking for three years. I have a deep memory of every tree on the road, every dilapidated step and every gradient. With the company day and night, what time leaves us is […]