Fatigue is tearing me apart, not body but soul. It's just the feeling like loneliness in winter, moisture in spring, sulkiness in summer, laziness in autumn.

I cannot remember how many days I stand in the cross road to scent my direction, and I cannot remember how many nights I am desperate of water but fall asleep when it is boiling.

I fought, I felt lost.

Then I try to reassure myself by creating a spiritual world in my heart full of all kinds of schedules like the New Year Resolutions, which never come true. Maybe I need some change, not name but game.

It's May Day today. I should pick up my mood to embrace it and move forward.

祝大家五一快乐！

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