生命,是迷宫尽头消失的幻影。——题记我曾经做过一个梦,身体仿佛被抽至空虚,漂浮在天空之中,恍恍惚惚。脚下游移着斑斓的云,时而是纯净的蓝色,时而是柔软的乳白,时而是清新的柠檬色,时而是凝重的黑色。他们盘旋在我的四周,仿佛毫无规律,又似乎冥冥之中存在着特定的秩序,变幻的 Life is the illusion of disappearing at the end of the maze. - Inscription I have done a dream, the body seems to be drawn to emptiness, floating in the sky, trance. Feet moving downstream gorgeous clouds, sometimes pure blue, sometimes soft white, sometimes fresh lemon, sometimes dignified black. They hover around me, as if there is no law, but also seems to exist somewhere specific order, changing