Cello

人人都希望自己被聆聽，而不是被聒噪淹没，他們的故事成为我的故事，她們的世界化作我的世界，我的故事却已沦為殇，终日老气沉沉，郁郁寡欢，疏不知青春是最肆意狂妄的资本，活力张扬在我的身上似乎毫无体现，只剩满眼热泪和满腔热血用以经营支离破碎的现实。

Everyone want to be listened to, rather than being noisy, their story became my story, their world into my world, my story has become a cello ruin , all the old and unhappy, hydrophobic don't know the youth is the wanton arrogance of the capital, lively seemed to reflect in my body, only eyeful tears and a burning desire to run fragmented reality.