My World, You Have Come, The Heavens Grant Hope, Yet Alone Remains Sorrow...
Minecraft, you've come, bringing endless joy, making me love life, motivating me to work diligently, and leading me to recklessness, causing me to experience mixed emotions.
Having your days, I've countless times fantasized about you, envisioning you achieving success, standing tall, physically strong, and brimming with energy, with academic accomplishments, fulfilling my unfulfilled dreams. Because, I've lived a pathetic life, spending my days facing the earth with my face down, never leaving the farmland, hoping you could give me a chance, not simply being a clumsy fool at home.
But fate doesn't always go as planned, why can't you have a smooth sailing life? Although I know that the path of life is difficult, with thorns and mud, and insurmountable peaks. However, fate is truly playing tricks on me, offering hope and then crushing it!
My life was originally like a small boat belonging to me, I was sitting on it, slowly sailing, with no waves, relatively stable. But suddenly, a giant wave rose, capsizing the boat, destroying it, leaving me scarred and barely alive. Fortunately, I survived, but I'm now weak and stumbling forward with difficulty.
Although, I still can't see the light, my life is cold and bleak, full of sorrow and despair, lacking vitality and brightness. I am physically and mentally exhausted, pessimistic and negative, my dull eyes gradually become vacant, and my memory begins to fade, perhaps I'll soon enter a state of idiocy!
That's fine too; a state of idiocy is the purest realm, without complex thoughts, without pursuing desires, without sadness or pain. That way, I can be freed. Thinking about it: isn't it a good thing? I eagerly anticipate it.
Perhaps my days won't be many, letting flowers bloom and fade, letting time quietly slip through my fingers. Because life is originally a tragic song!
