Unconsciously, I like to follow in the footsteps of certain people: the female sword-swallower in a remote town, like the awakening of insects; the baby girl who makes squirrels leap onto her shoulders and soar into the clouds; the genius classmate who wields a sword and paints with a ruler and compass; the girl whose heartbreaking elephant's roar echoes in her ears; the man who is determined to give everything to repay a story; myself, breathing heavily at the bottom of a frozen lake; the lonely god among the upper class. Living outside the established framework, they entice me. They entice me to see myself clearly, and then try to see the world clearly. We have all swallowed our burdens, letting them grow into our bodies; until we meet each other, sharing our shared wounds. Let's go. I may be silent, I may be lost, I may lose my key, but at least I will keep my eyes open, and I will see myself come to a steady stop.
不自觉地，我喜欢跟在一些人身后： 偏僻小镇上如惊蛰降临的女吞剑者，叫松鼠蹿上肩头、一起跃入云层的婴儿囡囡，以尺规作图仗剑天涯的天才同桌，耳边回响心碎大象叫声的女孩，为了报答一个故事决心交出一切的男人，大雪冰封下湖底用力呼吸的我自己，上流*流也很孤独的神。 活在框架外的他们，引诱着我。引诱我看清自己，继而试图看清这个世界。 我们都曾把沉重的吞下去，长成身体的一部分；直到遇到彼此，分担共有的伤口。 走吧。我或许沉默，或许迷失，或许弄丢钥匙，至少我睁着眼睛，我会看到自己平稳停落。
不自觉地，我喜欢跟在一些人身后： 偏僻小镇上如惊蛰降临的女吞剑者，叫松鼠蹿上肩头、一起跃入云层的婴儿囡囡，以尺规作图仗剑天涯的天才同桌，耳边回响心碎大象叫声的女孩，为了报答一个故事决心交出一切的男人，大雪冰封下湖底用力呼吸的我自己，上流*流也很孤独的神。 活在框架外的他们，引诱着我。引诱我看清自己，继而试图看清这个世界。 我们都曾把沉重的吞下去，长成身体的一部分；直到遇到彼此，分担共有的伤口。 走吧。我或许沉默，或许迷失，或许弄丢钥匙，至少我睁着眼睛，我会看到自己平稳停落。
