A person, lying on the ground
The night is deep, the stars rushed from the gap of the curtains.
The sound of the car on the road on the outside is so clear
Can't close your eyes
I heard the sound of rubber shoe friction flooring
I heard the sound of the racquet.
I heard the excited shouts of students.
A face flashed from the eyes and disappeared slowly
Zhang open eyes, the museum of the ball is visible
A person, lying on the ground
Unclear, which is sweat, which is tears
