Looking for comfort in the glass, anesthetizing yourself in alcohol, bright red wine is like a bleeding flower in the night. In the light, the cup and the light cross each other, reflecting the reflection between people. Most people long for the bright side. Sometimes I don't know why, but I want to yearn for the other side. Survive in depravity, seek to soothe your pain, and tap your only vitality ~ ~ ~ ~ This is the feeling of self-indulgence!

Knowing that self-indulgence is a blasphemy to parents' upbringing and a waste of youth, do you still need to find such a feeling?

We cannot determine the length of life, but we can expand its width and breadth. Embrace the sunshine with your heart and feel the spring with every second, and we will be moved inexplicably: for our life, for every sunny morning we have ~ ~ ~