I decided to make a joke

I decided

After writing twenty long poems,

Just commit suicide.

Of course, before committing suicide,

I still have to learn about Li Bai - buy a bread

Used to get drunk on the moon.

Brother, you want to ask me where to go next,

Where do I know?

Just go to the Anshi Rebellion, it is lively, there are many smears, and there are many stories...

Looking at it, I was worried that I would decide to write forty poems and die.

I decided to ask Heidegger,

Otherwise, keep dragging.

Can anyone help me do a spiritual spa.

Do it once, and I'll kill myself.

Whether it is Sakyamuni, Confucius, Muhammad, Jesus.

As long as he doesn't sing "the people are the masters of the country",

Otherwise, I can only tell him "play the ball".

I decided that I would still delete the thought of committing suicide after writing twenty poems.

Because the fire of my gas stove was lit,

like internacion

It will definitely come true!