底下是深渊,璃璃颤抖着,跳与不跳,就在一念之间。它是一只正学飞翔的雏鹰,之前它的哥哥姐姐都跳了下去,或失败或成功——失败的不是摔得粉身碎骨,就是双翅被折断,永世不得享受蓝天;成功的则日日翱翔在天际之中,尽情地吮吸着太阳的味道。璃璃不想失败,它想成功。跳还是不跳?死还是生?璃璃的内心撕扯着。整整十小时过去了,太阳在月亮 The bottom is the abyss, the glass trembling, jumping and not jumping, in a concept. It is a flying flying eagle before its older brother and sister jumped, or failed or succeeded - the failure is not shattered, that is, the wings are broken, forever can not enjoy the blue sky; the success of the day Soar in the sky, enjoy sucking the sun’s taste. Glass do not want to fail, it wants to succeed. Jump or not jump? Dead or raw glass tear heart. A full ten hours passed, the sun in the moon