"Now that she's mine, mine, pure and pure, beautiful, and I think there's one thing to do, and I'll have her hair like a long yellow rope, and I'll strangle her three times around her little neck.

She didn't hurt, I know. She didn't feel any pain.

Her eyes were like a bee's little flower, and I carefully opened her eyelids, and the empty blue eyes laughed again."

Pofilia's Lover.

20 July 1969, 4:17 p.m. 42 seconds

Armstrong killed the moon.

Mankind has never faced the uglyness of the moon so straight.

Since then, the moon has turned into a moon in disarray.

All the good fairy tales are broken like mirrors.

This is a reflection of human error and loss.

We love the real moon.

Or is it a false moon that only exists in fantasy?

People whose lives are in a state of disarray place their spirit in others, called "images", which give them a sense of virtuality and take their place in life instead of suffering people.

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But one underestimates the machinery called efficiency.

One day, one will find that the other side of the virtual is just the same pain as a girl who is more willing to give and be understanding.

A homeboy who had been relatively unsuccessful in his life, was reluctant to accept all that, and he had begun to find idols.

It's delicious to be sleepy.

The wrist will spill ketchup.

It's okay not to breathe.

I can jump over, I can fly.

If only someone could see this.

It's better for sister than sister.

A lover or a girlfriend?

I want to be with you forever, so...

Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!

I killed my moon.

"Pofilia."

Discussion on self-harm and gender relations

Role

Sealed boy.

An unknown girl.

It's Pofilia's first performance.

Time: 27 August 1930

Location: Beijing, Beijing

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That day will be an absolutely unique experience in which the theatre will submersible submarines, leading us into the deep sea, to the heart of a man who has not dared to look back and that which has long been sealed.

Pofilia will tear a layer of lost shell with sweet milk and sharp claws. And that hole, we have to look at it.

This rehearsal and production can be described as the most difficult and long one in P4 Theater's history, having undergone numerous revision and dialectic campaigns, and after a great deal of criticism and constant hammering, the first public performance will be brought together by four people, Huang Mon, Quixin, and He Fa.

In the course of the theatre campaign, we also wish to thank our friends, who have devoted so much effort to this endeavour: Xie Yi Peng, Wu Xuan, Guo Xing, Zhang Joo Lin, Zhao Xuan, Zhang Xiaoqian, Cao Jianxong, Chu Zhouxi, Yang Yunxai, Wang Xianjiang, Kang Hai Jing, Zong Zun, Xu Jinjiang, Shi Jia Tin, Zhang Sook-ting, Sun Xiaoxing, etc.