our life 🤙

What is our life? Passion game.

our pleasure? Partition Music:

May our mothers' wombs be weary,

Where we are ready for short comedy of life.

earth platform; Heaven is a spectator

Who sits and who watches does wrong.

graves that hide us from the scorching sun

When drama is performed, it is like a curtain drawn.

Thus we are posting for our latest relaxation,

And then we die not in joke, but in earnest.