The older one grows, the more one likes indecency.
I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock hem up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.
在我们内心有一片广袤的未知领域,如果要解释我们的情感波动和风暴,就必须考虑到这片领域。