only like philosophy & after school the time
that’s what I call my own time
お誕生日おめでとう！
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17岁的愿望是：每天都有好事发生ღ
成都一月仍是暮秋。自古逢秋悲寂寥，落木萧萧，枝黄尽落，层叶红染。苍茫澄净的蓝天，橙黄慵懒的阳光踱过不长的白昼。寒风占据长夜，深厚的冷意包裹着的夜色阑珊，岁星清朗的白光从5.2A.U.外经过2,594.8s到达仰望夜空的我的眼中。亏凸月惨清白皙的轮廓之上，是个灰色荒芜的世界吗？
这周调休，6天连上，没带手环，眼镜螺丝松了，考了合格考，磕了瓜子，没咋听课。
周六很失败，独自一展歌喉，看番，刷B站，忘记吃午饭，雾霾。
想改变这一切。哼着17，在点满蜡烛的可爱的生日蛋糕前许了愿。15岁也在听15。
在木星冲日之时偷偷再许次愿吧！
now I’m seventeen
my school is in the country
students wear trainers
read the same magazines
now I’m seventeen
my school is gettinng tiresome
teachers-they’re so young
singling me outonly like philosophy & after school the time
that’s what I call my own time
nice girls meet nice boys end of school day
while other girls go strait hometalking ‘bout soaps’n’ that
I go home alone
like it watching the nameless peoplesurfing subways,travelling somewhere “…nowhere…”
now i’m seventeen i do not have a title
depend on no one else
busy being king (to myself)only like philosophy & after school the time
that’s what I call my own time
nice girls meet nice boys end of school day
while other girls go strait homei go hime alone and have dinner
in my sweet home praying again,
again & again (“…peace…”)i see the same faces in school
& they say that i am different i think it’s an honour
i say it’s an honour to B different
i can’t go their waysurfing subways,travelling somewhere “…nowhere…”
i see the same faces in school
& they say that i am different i think it’s an honour
i say it’s an honour to B different
i can’t go their waynow i’m seventeen
now i’m “…seventeen…”