I was pregnant with the stillness of the mind, the hushing walking in the moonlight, trying to let oneself with the moonlight like mood always go on Wedding Planning.
In fact, the time I knew I was lonely. Not a color, no mixed feelings, in this May night, I would like this. What I find? The landscape is elegant and chic? The scenery is bright red blossoms and green willows? Or those who have been forgotten in the years past? I can't say.
I did not stay, go straight until out of the village, in a shallow water of the small river, to stop the footsteps MOLLE. I know people in the nature walk and back and forth in the world of mortals, will such as Juanniao, want to look for a piece to belong to their resting place. Clear and thin water slowly through the sediment, through the grass, go ahead with flow. I think, it is probably the case in the dream of the road day and night non-stop rush forward!
Moon gazing at me. I started by loud howling at the moon. When I cry tired, he sat down on the bank, listening to the wind, raising water. The deep in this "star list of night, not heavy rocks on april. A Guanghua do not wear jade like stone, hanging in the sky is my heart." Artistic conception, recalling the past some sweet and beautiful time, is is people have not, more than the world gather, don't feel "clear tear stains on collar hung".
Then, we always say: "everything will change." However, impermanence, a blink of an eye the Kung Fu we have grown up, many changes, some change is I can't explain clearly. For example, us getting married and get on with our career, to their dreams and the pursuit and went their separate ways, enable us to become a sense of another person. This makes us in one or another, atlantis tank. eager to forget the adult before those crazy days, forget with adult and to all the trouble and anguish. We started across the distant distance -- regardless of the distance is emotional or geographic -- our reunion, sharing opportunities is less and less, eventually as a result of separation of time too long, can no longer be call each other. We become so busy, even to a greeting each other have gradually become a luxury, until today completely disappeared. Perhaps your memory of me like this in front of the mist, couldn't help the sun the sun disappeared Not the least trace was found. But all I remember past, but his mouth has a sweet taste.
A friend! Where you going?
What are you doing now? I often fantasy, if there is a special world in the world, where we all live together, and before holding hands, close to spend time together, the good ah. However, this can only be a dream. I know everyone is self into a whole entity, with its own struggle, their history, also has a forget the past and not review the reasons. I know you can't take the rest of my life is spent in the memories of the days we are together is how wonderful, but we in together day really wonderful, isn't it? But think of our back and forth in your own way of life could not go back, my heart will have a painful and decadent feeling. This makes my heart feel nostalgic, we are more than simply the reality that I can not endure
Perhaps, just because I'm the star fragile and painful heart, carrying too much memory, so that the small, fragile body have been unable to accommodate. This is a swell due to miss the heart of Yo, longing for someone to accept, or at least can be expressed properly. Because I have been unable to believe the truth so from between us disappeared, is no longer part of memory. Can't believe the truth fell into a big hole in the pinhole, no longer in our midst. Because I always believe it away from the truth must still exist in a certain place, into more truth and love more beautiful Residence Design, transfer to those without the truth and love of people, so that they can feel the truth and love of moisture. Although the future is worrying me; although uncertain, although I know the future will be like today as boring, but as long as my heart filled with the truth and love, my heart will be very dependable.