希望

信箱經常是空的

傍晚依舊悶熱

時間沉迷在手機的微光中

又一個預言失敗了

寄希望於明天

    Hope

The mailbox is often empty.

The evening remains humid.

Time is absorbed in the faint glow of a phone.

Another prophecy has failed.

Hope is left for tomorrow.