Guardian Angel Church Guardian Angel, I like this place more than your name. I walked into your arms in the last touch of the beauty of the sun. Although you seem to be in the corner when you turn from the bustling avenue, you are not in the public eye; Although you sit quietly and on the flat ground for a long time, I think you need to be close on the hillside, you need to look up a little bit. Though my home was on the hillside, and I woke up from my dreams, or for a walk, or a smoke, to look out into the wilderness, or from my study, to look down upon the water; yet I never felt myself living high, always feeling myself in the corner of the world, low and faintly snail-in. I've long used to traveling, or living in seclusion, reading. Many of my old classmates and friends live in real mountains, and I often get lost when I drive in, and GPS doesn't work in those places. My old friend in China said, I take a low mountain for you, but like to live on the side of the mountain, except for the silence during the day is the bird call. But I do not like mountains, as I do not look up to religion or everything high, and if I may choose, I would rather be on the bottom of the sea, where beautiful pearls and singing sea demons hide. What I like is your tranquility, your prosperity, like the moment behind the bustling crowd, the moment the traffic stops, sitting in the street of an old man in the flower, and he is near you, like a signpost of yours. I sat quietly in your heart and turned to the two pages again: today I tied myself up (542 pages). Tomorrow will be my dance day (664 pages). Then I opened another page randomly: Psalm 8: How glorious is your name (Psalm 8:How Glorious Is Your Name). If you ask: hail, why is the song durian? I answer: For example, you were held from behind by the heart, and your hands were held over your chest, you knew what... mangoes with poems, durians with open hearts. (❁ ◡ `❁) Meeting is a cigarette life is a cigarette kiss is a cigarette and a cigarette kung fu, burning into you are old, you are new in your life, you are familiar with me, you are my last touch of the sun