A boy was always living in the cage of his own creation.
He was normal, enjoying his life just like others.
He followed the orders of his family to work, to be whom the boy didn't want to be.
Then he learned strategies to make excuse for himself, excuses which could release him from being a painstaking boy who go directly .
The boy made meaningless excuses all the time , and these excuses were all for him to escape from responsibility.
During these excuses, the boy found the meaninglessness of the world. Bad things turned to be right, and right things could be turned into bad.
Everything was random so that the fragile boy cannot find the sense of life.
One day, the boy screamed desperately when he was sleeping, so desperate as his life was swallowed by some invisible force. No dream appeared that night.
But the boy meditated for a long time, wondering what his life should be, considering what he ultimately want to achieve within the meaningless world.
He found it, the only thing that made sense in his life, and at the same time, the frozen heart melted.
Warm waterfall flow through his soul which the boy had never seen since he stopped being naive.
He swore, towards the snow hanging on his chest, to the only thing he believed in the world.
That boy will never be lost among the glaciers, for he is going to be the frozen but shining flower even in the worst cage.
