Chapter 14: The Lips Are Used to Eat and Kiss Painful Girls

Heart's signature three songs, These-dreams, Alone, What-About-Love, These-dreams is the first time I have seen a blonde woman holding an electric guitar. Dancing and moving, although I don't know what they are expressing, I clearly know that she loves music very much, and the dreamy stream of consciousness MTV images, and Aerosmith's Amazing MTV, have been hovering in our country, listening to these songs is the happiest time at that time.

Looking up on the Internet, the Chinese translation of These-dreams is really incomprehensible, more difficult than what I wrote. So I changed the text to a more stream-of-consciousness style and practiced writing.

Please bury me with flowers, where there is no light in the city of truth, goodness, beauty and taste, only money games and games on all sides, sprinkling salt on the blood of the iron tree, you boring perfume people, when the full moon hangs, I look down on you like a bunch of sanctimonious widows.

These dreams of life are in the fog, and the shadows on the edge of darkness are like human beings, and I look at the opponents who are determined to be like savage animals, and I search for time to observe the eternal history of the universe, and I want to see the paradise of peach blossoms, which is obviously more cruel than this reality.

But I remember a dream that floats in the fog and floats until I realize it, and if I can't realize it, then I will never be able to realize it, and the life of these dreams is exactly the same as the smell of cold outside in winter, and I am always awake, one step, one step, one step.

The cloaked man stabbed me with a dagger, maybe spring or autumn was not beautiful enough, temporarily out of danger, I walked on a lonely road, the road was like glass, when my eyesight weakened, I stepped on it and waited to be cut, I wanted to close my lips, my lips were used to eat and kiss girls, not to preach the truth of man and the universe.

This dream continues to die with the times, I can't help but grow old in the future, I need to hide the pain of being away from life and love, there must be deceitful things out there that will drive me crazy, the sweetest silent trick I've ever heard, silly is more interesting than people, barking like a dog at your feet.

The earth that I touched in my dream, the woods were full of fairies, and freedom was a kiss, a kiss, but only one princess hid her face, what is this? I wanted to go further into her world, where she lifted the veil to reveal a devastated face of the crowded city of Earth.

Alas, the price of the heart and the heart of the flower, the beautiful sea blows sand, crying sand. The lost goddess mistakenly thought that I was crying, and comforted me sympathetically.

Please don't look at me with sympathetic eyes, I'm just being (it's time to get off work, I'm typing quickly in the company, it's normal to not understand, and it's a Chinese word genius among geniuses to be understood) (to be continued......)