Like you, is a mood
Memory storage as sleeping baby, people will not have the heart to wake him, could not help but want to kiss. Perhaps everyone has a dead heart, no one insurmountable. Perhaps there is someone, something, a certain section of feelings, or just for an instant, a certain feeling of miss. In short, every thought, are also a lingering fear, but it is hard not be moved things. Is not the heart to mention, they can not help but think of the past.
I never forget, is not prepared to forget about those days of youth. I used a variety of different styles, writing meet our friend, the origin of edge off. Alone seems to have on your writing, it is endowed with texture, to filmmaking. In fact, or because I, too persistent.
Suiyueruge, time flies. Do the old one so far is six years. Six years, I am pleased to make the mind remember the forgotten of the forgotten. However, I still was unable to conclude, I remember you, or the forgotten. Between you and the feelings of my life the most thrilling experience of complex emotions. What is both good and bad, I have fully understood. Therefore, in the next life, I chose a simple pleasure, calm ordinary.
When carried away for love, we have severely desperate love. As if as long as love, right and wrong has nothing to do with me; just love each other, the future has nothing to do with my future; just love each other, all things are for me. Who would have thought then, when love to the depths of time, even a goodbye.
When the passion faded, we are very selfish in secret, in order to predict their future a lot. However, in their own future, the other side of the figure actually blurred. Nobody can be sure to believe that love each other lasts forever, always happy oath. The family and social pressure, suffocating, desperate. Then we have to guess, breaking up sooner or later, even if still in love with each other.
God is my witness, we were good, unintentionally hurt anyone. However, people are not saints, how can a non-too. Feelings of the world, and then the inevitable injury. Come to a close, whether it is waved with a smile, or walk away, always go first. Last time we met, respectively, we who do not want to go first. It is the first time so reluctantly, but also the first time you watched me so deeply to leave. However, the left is one thing to let go is another matter. I left but how relax, inner struggle is the most tortured person.
Let me comfort is the end you pull off. Some people waiting for a love life, and you and I are not destined to such people. As long as any party determined to let go, love-hate struggle to stop the end. Is not our love is not enough, but we understand the "do not care about forever, only care about who owns" this sentence. I had the occasion of your cold pain-stricken, but it was short. If not you unfeeling, how can I set the resurrection.
Let go does not mean forget, or miss and think of the difference in nature. Over the years, I often think of you. Whenever I think of you, go find your QQ, an attempt to search for in the network, even if only a little bit of information about you. That number, I always keep in mind, I am afraid this life will not forget. Even though it is never brighter, the space is always a layer of the same, I often visit. Wanted to leave some marks, you do not give me permission. However, every time I try to shout, but the result remained the same, do not have permission. One began to feel frustrated, you can slowly get used to it. In, I again think of you represent.
2010年12月26日星期日
To my dear Xiaoyu.
To my dear Xiaoyu.
Dear Xiaoyu:
Know you, was an accident.
I never thought that we could better meet.
I just call your brother a camel joke, but you really recognize the call my sister. From the age of a difference to you and I may one years old. Very surprised, and received a little older than me brother. Has not the same as it is fresh.
I do not want to go vulgar abuse how to bring our past. You and I are all storytellers. Not something that can be verbal. As the silence is so written: the text is white.
The text is too weak, some things are not written to sense. If you understand, you will be able to know how I can put you as my most precious loved ones.
Xiao-Yu, life is very difficult. But you have to remember to look forward. Unfortunately in life there are always so beautiful and so was the total highlight, we should understand to master it. Sentiment is the most unpredictable. We should clearly more.
I know we have all lost in its hands. We lose the failure.
But has a new goodbye hug. Dear Xiaoyu, how can you understand it?
Very much want to want to say to you. You could just give up. But in you, I saw your map - you and I are not willing to kind of love. After all, is a relentless pursuit of us knew something was not necessarily their own. Perhaps as a kind of bloody human instinct, so we still insist on - hundreds of thousands of individuals. The same with us, and even more difficult for a more rigid posture to meet the kind of life. We may look back between the fortunate. It did not give us the deepest despair.
There are so desperate layers. We just stand in that once a minor. To have been stung too black and blue. Severely than others. Both physically and mentally destroyed. We should also work together. Should not be a decadent sluggish.
Silence is a good woman. Kind of weak in her sorrow, and not aware of the sentimental. Silence is a good girl. So Xiaoyu (do not blame my sister s business. Ha ha) in the youth of our life back and forth for so long. Why not look in the back, front man to take pity it. It may not be a good proposal. But sometimes, love is needed is initiative. Not stand still frequently obeisance to the past life - he towards each other. I only wish you a clean, beautiful face smiling at me. This is perhaps the most tragic things in life, right - gone through the most grief and marshes, but always want to smile to others. This is the most difficult.
You can make me cry. Can also be sad for me. And I hope, see you comfortably do it yourself. In front of me most of you really like me laugh. Softly call me: Sister.
Known as errors and lost a life, perhaps a little more meaningful.
Dear Xiaoyu:
Know you, was an accident.
I never thought that we could better meet.
I just call your brother a camel joke, but you really recognize the call my sister. From the age of a difference to you and I may one years old. Very surprised, and received a little older than me brother. Has not the same as it is fresh.
I do not want to go vulgar abuse how to bring our past. You and I are all storytellers. Not something that can be verbal. As the silence is so written: the text is white.
The text is too weak, some things are not written to sense. If you understand, you will be able to know how I can put you as my most precious loved ones.
Xiao-Yu, life is very difficult. But you have to remember to look forward. Unfortunately in life there are always so beautiful and so was the total highlight, we should understand to master it. Sentiment is the most unpredictable. We should clearly more.
I know we have all lost in its hands. We lose the failure.
But has a new goodbye hug. Dear Xiaoyu, how can you understand it?
Very much want to want to say to you. You could just give up. But in you, I saw your map - you and I are not willing to kind of love. After all, is a relentless pursuit of us knew something was not necessarily their own. Perhaps as a kind of bloody human instinct, so we still insist on - hundreds of thousands of individuals. The same with us, and even more difficult for a more rigid posture to meet the kind of life. We may look back between the fortunate. It did not give us the deepest despair.
There are so desperate layers. We just stand in that once a minor. To have been stung too black and blue. Severely than others. Both physically and mentally destroyed. We should also work together. Should not be a decadent sluggish.
Silence is a good woman. Kind of weak in her sorrow, and not aware of the sentimental. Silence is a good girl. So Xiaoyu (do not blame my sister s business. Ha ha) in the youth of our life back and forth for so long. Why not look in the back, front man to take pity it. It may not be a good proposal. But sometimes, love is needed is initiative. Not stand still frequently obeisance to the past life - he towards each other. I only wish you a clean, beautiful face smiling at me. This is perhaps the most tragic things in life, right - gone through the most grief and marshes, but always want to smile to others. This is the most difficult.
You can make me cry. Can also be sad for me. And I hope, see you comfortably do it yourself. In front of me most of you really like me laugh. Softly call me: Sister.
Known as errors and lost a life, perhaps a little more meaningful.
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Lane looking up to heaven
I look on in the alley, the flying snow. - Inscription
Very light breeze at night is always very light, quiet girl like the pace. Shallow, leaving the slightest mark on the white snow.
Snow girl with a smile, like sleeping birds, basking in the innocent dreams. Yang mouth slightly, so that night also followed as they watch, hazy dream, hazy beauty.
With its red Santa hat, smiling at the Christmas Eve night, flew into every child's dream. Also flew into was a child my dreams. But I did not receive her gift, nor can I send a gift.
I look on in the alley, the flying snow.
Today Christmas, I told myself to be very happy, very happy.
Not because there is no news of her thinking. Can not be sad because of what a person himself.
Innocence of snow fell in this world, to leave his mark, telling the world she came. I do not know, so that the pure snow, infected with a trace of sadness will be more attractive. But I know, she tries to tell the world she came, her efforts to bring the world should not just be sad.
A piece of snow, floated into the eyes, my eyes cold. Outside the scope of my sight you are still well?
I miss you, but you can not with anything else, just thoughts, pure thoughts. Like I have said to you, I stand here, just because I want to stand here, not the other cars are not looking at the scenery.
Time flies, my recollections of the time. As a piece of snow, the graceful flying in the air. Draw a trajectory of a brilliant, falling to the ground, dispersed in the soil. Crystal-opening, circle around, as you fall on the lake of tears.
Your hair flying in the air, you sit on the lake, feet white, you say: "Love to resistance over time, such as the leaf with the tree growth."
I said: "If I remember you, you already will not remember me yet?" You suddenly smiled shallow, shallow, like I've had enough of the sarcasm.
I smile, but you can no longer light hug the shoulder. Whispering trembling, tears, as was the memory of my pieces, fragmented, flying, yet also seemed to fly in the dish.
String of a string of memory fragments. Lap of the waves into a circle, reflecting the moonlight, turned into a glass of the mirror.
Night, the quiet, the breeze filled the ears, as if someone is whispering, singing: "Mirror A mirror on the wall, you tell me who the world's most beautiful Lie." The lake has emerged in the innocence of your innocence.
I look on in the alley, the flying snow. - Inscription
Very light breeze at night is always very light, quiet girl like the pace. Shallow, leaving the slightest mark on the white snow.
Snow girl with a smile, like sleeping birds, basking in the innocent dreams. Yang mouth slightly, so that night also followed as they watch, hazy dream, hazy beauty.
With its red Santa hat, smiling at the Christmas Eve night, flew into every child's dream. Also flew into was a child my dreams. But I did not receive her gift, nor can I send a gift.
I look on in the alley, the flying snow.
Today Christmas, I told myself to be very happy, very happy.
Not because there is no news of her thinking. Can not be sad because of what a person himself.
Innocence of snow fell in this world, to leave his mark, telling the world she came. I do not know, so that the pure snow, infected with a trace of sadness will be more attractive. But I know, she tries to tell the world she came, her efforts to bring the world should not just be sad.
A piece of snow, floated into the eyes, my eyes cold. Outside the scope of my sight you are still well?
I miss you, but you can not with anything else, just thoughts, pure thoughts. Like I have said to you, I stand here, just because I want to stand here, not the other cars are not looking at the scenery.
Time flies, my recollections of the time. As a piece of snow, the graceful flying in the air. Draw a trajectory of a brilliant, falling to the ground, dispersed in the soil. Crystal-opening, circle around, as you fall on the lake of tears.
Your hair flying in the air, you sit on the lake, feet white, you say: "Love to resistance over time, such as the leaf with the tree growth."
I said: "If I remember you, you already will not remember me yet?" You suddenly smiled shallow, shallow, like I've had enough of the sarcasm.
I smile, but you can no longer light hug the shoulder. Whispering trembling, tears, as was the memory of my pieces, fragmented, flying, yet also seemed to fly in the dish.
String of a string of memory fragments. Lap of the waves into a circle, reflecting the moonlight, turned into a glass of the mirror.
Night, the quiet, the breeze filled the ears, as if someone is whispering, singing: "Mirror A mirror on the wall, you tell me who the world's most beautiful Lie." The lake has emerged in the innocence of your innocence.
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