生活 - 死
A lonely man meets a woman they have a kid he plays with his toys the kid grows and still plays life happens a man cries a mother suffers we reflect flowers.
"But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free"
"To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,..."
-William Shakespeare, Hamlet