馬特市新手。ig帳號同名，沒盜文嘿。 雖然下雨天很煩，但還是很喜歡下雨天的北漂台大生。 讀小五的時候因為喜歡的男孩不喜歡自己所以開始創作，寫到現在，打算寫一輩子。 在某本言情上看過一句話，「這世界上所有人都註定蠅營狗苟的活一輩子，可是每個苟且的偏旁，都應該是讓自己來寫的。」 深以為此話說的對極了。
sunny
Life is a grand desert, and the person traveling in the desert is me.
I fear the darkness and pray for a light to bloom and give me a little light on a moonless night.
And then you came.
You give me sunshine, give me nostalgia. There are no more dark nights in the desert. until light penetrates everything.
Including the cold, shade, any place without you at all. There are no crevices or vegetation, there is nothing to hide, nothing to hide. There is nowhere to leave you.
The burning chest screams silently, please give me a drop of water relief.
Did you hear that? still none? Still heard? A little rain and a curved oasis, a beautiful... mirage?
You are all alms, I am grateful Dade.
It's sunny. Days are kind of funny.
But I understand.
It's nothing more than that I had to wander into that desert back then, so that your warmthless tenderness could shine through the desolation that I have nowhere.
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