一生何其短暂,痛苦和幸福多么稀少,无论哪种,不过都是自我取悦。清晨,我又听到了燃放鞭炮和播放安魂曲的声音。我把自己深深地埋进被子,一股浑浊之气扑面而来,几乎要将我窒息。我仍然活着。没有悲痛,因为死去的毕竟不是我的至亲好友,可我感到惶恐,甚至有种兔死狐悲的伤感。它们让我相信,这种事情真的很平常,并不会 How short life, how painful and happy, no matter what, but all self-pleasing. In the early morning, I heard the sound of fireworks and requiem. I buried myself deeply in the quilt, a cloud of gas blowing, almost to suffocate me. I am still alive There is no grief, because after all, is not my close relatives, but I feel terrified, and even kind of rabbit sad fox sad. They make me believe that this kind of thing is really normal, and not