Sew the torn sandals before they are completely torn, otherwise you may have to walk the rest of the way empty.
The stench of the road may be filthy, or the careless iron nail may fall.
Be careful now! And just don't see anything but darkness in front of the sleeping light of the torch. The part of the chest that has been torn can be attached to that part of love, but with absolute patience or it may fade away. Everything in life may fall off, the silver dawn of the stars. Repair torn houses, torn umbrellas. If not soon, you will have to get wet in full force next monsoon.



At first I thought a lot? ha, ha, It was great,