Naruto I am a cat

The pit is deep.

Putting your hand out in front of your eyes, you can see a little gleam on your nails.

Hold your breath, you can hear the sound of your heartbeat.

So I hugged my knees tightly and sat on the bottom of the pit, looking up to the sky at a 45-degree angle.

It is said that in this posture, one can see the renewed light.Everyone is talking about the renewed light, I think it does not belong to today, nor does it belong to tomorrow, it only appears when it should appear, and stays where it should stay, just for a short moment, a faint white light, to warm the darkness A mess of pit bottoms, and a look that illuminates everyone.

So they said yesterday, today, and tomorrow... The legend is floating in every corner.

"Are you new?" someone asked me.

"Yes!"

"You look good climbing down!"

I think she is praising me, I always like this, climbing from one pit to another, I am used to climbing, so I am very skilled.

"Shall we climb out together to catch our breath?"

She invited me like this.

"No, thank you!" I was tired from climbing and wanted to rest at the bottom of this pit.

There are pits on the ground at any time. When you climb out, you don’t know which step you will fall into the next pit. I look up at the posture of her climbing out, step by step towards hope, and step by step towards the bottom of the pit. Numb, tired, struggling.So someone goes out and someone comes in again.

"Hello there!"

"Hello there!"

"Is it comfortable to squat?"

"Legs are a little numb, I'll lie down later!"

"Lie down!"

"Are you going out too?"

"Yes, maybe there will be a new world in the next pit!"

You see, people can never lose hope.

So, I climbed.I crawled all over the bottom of the pit.I'm still at the bottom of the pit.

Crawling requires such a posture, with hands on the ground and knees on the ground. This is really not a pleasant posture, but when I am crawling, my eyes are infinitely close to the bottom of the pit, and I repeat every place. , Looked and looked, like a cow chewing its cud, chewing and chewing every word.

I have forgotten the original taste, what I am waiting for is tomorrow's food, I am a fish with head raised, devouring constantly, never stopping, until the day when the food feeds me to death.But I still use the 'squatting' position more, which is soaked in the blood and engraved in the bones. This is the position where I keep looking up, which is a 45-degree posture facing the sky.It is said that there is a creature called a bird in the sky, they come and go freely, are never bound, their wings are spread out, and their bodies are light.I think they can't learn the action of 'squatting', none of their skeletal structure is designed for squatting, the creation is too discriminating against them, you can hardly imagine what fun they have in life.

Maybe one day, you will meet me squatting at the bottom of the pit, such a me, looking up to the sky, weeping against the wind;

Maybe one day, you will meet me crawling around. In this way, my long hair is covered and my nails fall off.Climb to you step by step, through your black hair my hand, through your network cable my resentment, do you know who I am?