|Cooking and Pairing|Back Pot Beef

根叔|gunshock
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A hermit crab crawling hard from the beach to the treetops. Murray Island. Maldives. 2019.

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After watching it for an afternoon, I don't understand why the hermit crab climbed to the top of the tree and stayed still for several years. I didn't think about my next step.

The explanations of others pointing fingers from a bystander point of view show that there is a different kind of beauty in front of me

I'm the only one who controls the first one, no matter how good-looking it is, I won't be rebellious enough to go to the narrow alley to explore

There is only a one-way stalemate with only walking and not walking instead of choosing how to walk

I don't know the words to describe being so tired, I've paid enough for this turn

The hunchback on my back isn't protecting my shell It's a pot that can't be thrown away A pot as heavy as cast iron has to pull me down

I envy that hermit crabs can change their shells as they come along, but I'm a hermit mother, but what I carry on my back is getting heavier and heavier. Even the shadow of the snail can't catch up.

Only to find out that I was not a snail, I remembered that I was a wasteland cow. ▍



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根叔|gunshock⎡邊緣回望後,滑進一界混沌,從不掙扎。跟自己的過去過不去,執著地浮沉著。⎦ Still hope/to hand stitch my book/of ups & downs on a tightrope./No plan to elope/coz it just chokes.
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