I am curious. Why I am here? Theres some kind of magic effect my mind to look at the sky. It is blue. The sky is blue like a mirror, and I can look myself from it. But the sky hasnt answer my question. Why I am here?My dad said, everyone has the value to alive. What is my value? I am standing with the sky. Is that my value? The sky tell me to look myself, to understand myself, and I will fi (共 2766 字) [阅读本文] >>