我拼凑人生。
那么我们很高兴。
？
对，要不堆砌。
I rather thoughtfully choose an
extensive tomb
For my broken youth
Desertification Descent Detect my
carefree and careless dress
Apparently, magnificent with beautiful evidence
and evitable stress
It always reminds me of a period
that there is no need to slide
down a drifted secret
as a sacred sacrifice
For my depressing sacrifice
So not
Miss my graceful
graceful mission of
My struggling, struggling
aggressive youth
As if, whose youthquake
is quicker than a scary stary
Shake
Cure my heart
Lift my arm
to exhibit whose organized immaturity
through her tart target
So please
shoot me with photos, or memories
——As to The Soul, she, strictly prohibits
“Diagnose”
My curled curled
startle
后记 支离破碎的译
好似，谁的骚动，
能赶超群星璀璨的一晃
彰显出有规格的躁动
过她 灵魂的皮挞
心靶
所以 敬请
用照片将我击破——再不济用回忆
——而
灵魂严禁
问诊心动
