Looking at this bottle of soda, there was ice at the bottom of the soda. With light colors, I can’t see its essence. After blowing a breath, the surface of the silent glittering water quietly gave in, disappeared without a trace, let me see a part of the truth. However, as soon as I stopped working hard, the water drops climbed around the ice again, blurring my eyes, a little false, a little worried, and a little helpless. It always needs to blow hard to look at me obediently and beautifully. If you put it aside, let it choose freely and breathe freely. Soon, it will confuse my sight and disturb my thinking. Thinking helplessly, what can we do to keep it real, clear and simple. In the end, I can’t think of it. However, it is not a solution to keep blowing hard, which will only accelerate the speed of its life termination. I don’t want to do harm to it, but the contradictory psychology also wants to see its clearer, true and holy heart. I really can’t help myself! I can only approach it again and again, watching and blowing until I am powerless and it has died out. The last thing left was just a pool of icy water, a holy painting and a song of tears.

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