金色筆記：at 3：00 am in the morning

‎3:00 am. 半夜裡，手腳都塗上最愛的亮麗桃紅色指甲油。身上擦着甜甜的CoCo~~
只因在半山上，秋月惆悵的令人打寒顫，細雨把心窩錐得疼。
看著庭院裡的楓樹，慢慢的凋零，溫柔的凝視，火紅金黃的透露出原本的脆弱，淒美的嬌縱!
— at 陽明山夜景.

And still, I have this impeccable sadness suffocates me, deeper and deeper.
There seems no point of escaping as there is also no point of reference down to the path in samsara. I am entering a black hole where no one can hear my voice, where I could not utter a word from my mouth.
I think only mantra accompanies this sadness will safe me from explosion.....But still, I shed tears, like sparkling pearls, one by one.