Occasionally，
There was only one breathable gap。
Leaking a meter of sunshine，
Visible hope，
But how can not grasp the vastness of light。
Occasionally，
Seeing the gap that still exists，
A beautiful corner of the outside world，
Always make people look up and push up desperately。
How many people have had surprises?
Occasionally，
Gaps are visible vitality。
It‘s grass growing。
It‘s a flower house。
It‘s a place for us。
Occasionally，
Living in a crack can also blossom beautiful。
The sunshine through the crevice is like the positive energy of you。
No matter how weak，
It can also create wonders of startling the world and weeping ghosts and gods。