endless roses

Chapter 56 Noise
There was a fly in the room and it was close by.The banging of construction works was in the distance.

Buzz buzz, boom boom, boom boom, boom boom, very harmonious.

My friends said it was so noisy.

Which of them bothers you more, I ask.

Reflect each other, regardless of equal.If I don't fly to the front, I don't care at all, it's all the music behind me.

"It's so annoying!" I was scolding it jokingly, and I shouted a little angrily, because it flew right in front of my eyes and circled twice.

I cursed at a headless fly. My friend opened the balcony door for a long time half an hour ago. It didn’t know what to do and was still flying behind me. Flies, hawks, flying and noises, one was noisy in the room, and the other was hovering in the mountains. Not much different.

Chernyshev used a calculator to count the number of flies in the office, and he was worried about a small button. I couldn't count it. There was only one in the room, and it was not small.Sartre's city is full of flies, people lose their human nature, and the world of the dead is full of sins every day.There is a nun named Joan of Arc, she thinks the world after death is beautiful, in the green grass and nature until it disappears.Satan told her that death is the same thing, but a little more disgusting, that is, you slowly rot in that piece of green grass, flies fly and maggots gnaw, just like the one I died under the tree The yellow dog, the once bright eyes and kind eyes will always be muddy in the surrounding of insects and wind erosion.

The water that is no longer clear, flies flying, garbage dumps, summer rotten fruits and vegetables and the restlessness of the city at night are coming.

May 5, noon

(End of this chapter)