那天霍顿用平行站位,蒙住我双眼也蒙住了天,你问我看见了什么,我说我看见了恐韩。这个感觉真让我难受,它让我知道我没地儿哭,你问我还要怎么样,我说要去停你课。看不见你也就不知烦,国奥的脚早已被你攥住,你问我在想什么,我说我要你开路。我感觉,你不是神,却像神一样牛和固,我感觉,你身上有血,因为你的手是潮乎乎。 Horton stationed in parallel that day, blindfolded my eyes also covered the sky, you asked me what I saw, I said I saw the fear of South Korea. This feeling really makes me feel uncomfortable, it makes me know that I did not cry, you ask me how to do, I said to stop you class. Invisible you also do not know annoying, Olympic foot already gripped by you, you asked me what I was thinking, I said I want you to open. I feel that you are not God, but like God, cattle and solid, I feel that you have blood, because your hand is tide.