Fortunately, in this world there is a bit of shouting text, otherwise words would have no place to be spoken. Numerous imagined parting scenes, numerous consolations with the passage of time gradually forgetting. To this day, at the time of separation, one may still become quite sentimental. We began to miss the distant past, the flowers lingering on campus, we were done with romance, and well-being was implicated in a gorgeous dream. Nice, the high school campus is still pure, where children always harbor dreams, it was then a light shining in the years, and even the air unconsciously floated with a pure chapter. I was always adamant that young children prefer heartlessness to laughter, because only they are, in fact, in our youth, simple, I would like for us to be very alienated. Memory once faced, smiles blossoming, sincerely to be. Memory has words, frank disposition, directly to the people. Once the behavior of memory, funny and laughable, laugh and leave.
High School Love: Many mornings and more good afternoons, youth buried in bed. Each time the alarm sounds in a small space it sounds extremely harsh, and waits for them to grab it and throw it away, then continue hiding in the blanket to dream. Then suddenly discovered the biggest resistance from junior high school to our mouth is often read numerous early in the morning, love of learning students have to stand breathtakingly. They take the hand of the book rather than hiding in the blanket, more powerful and more fresh, ah, they can be very for the future. Countless afternoons, struggling students have erected between the desk and one chair an amazing statue. Their hands, hair like a knife like a sword, vigorous and powerful. Yes, they are dream children. High school paced gently, staring at all, feeling the sense of the familiar atmosphere. Quietly, no one can leave any noise. The time before, we are passing on the passing of sorrow and joy, and eventually released into the atmosphere over the town. Love wasted. Sophomore year. Life aimlessly, learning illusory. Blueprint for the future, phase too far too far for us, my class, my classmates, one by one asleep. It cannot stop it going, this class is to stand still, all of them freeze. Nine tenths in learning, the tenth of the people sleep, and repeated. Tick, tick, dripping like when the bell. Even the breeze can bring up ripples. Experienced will understand, is not the same people. Ticking, time flies. Middle school. College entrance exam reported list of hair down. Teacher asked me to report, I hesitated. No one knows my feelings, very sad. (Malan said I was a bit hypocritical, well, let me hypocritical time) also has its own ideal, however, did not know until, but that is an absurd and fragile dream. Through the window and saw the tree outside, had looked at the green leaves year after year, yellow year after year. Now it looked when I left. Of early summer wind always so naughty, and where want to go shopping, and all of a sudden drilling on the trail next to the school. Trail leads behind the school, there are large tracts of woods and rice fields. The trail is lively, countless couples scattered in every corner, I think of which piece of the happy time, however, come to an end. Along with the near, my third year also ended. If it is the cruel reality, I am still confused. (Tips: Middle School child injury cannot afford.)
Eighteen during the rainy season, the friendship City: Playmates, friends, brothers. Boss Huang Kunming, with a small dimple, giving a thick sense of security. (Mobile phones often do not signal it the) the second franchisor more joy and enthusiasm, carefree her. Youngest Chen Shuping, crazy, free her. Fourth Chen Chu Jun handsome P child, the love of basketball smart. The Five Liu Shao Pei, set thousands of handsome young men in a perfect combination of man, people fascinated him. The youngest Chen Xiao Jing, Spectral Essence strange, lovely. Seven Chen Jian Tao and crazy and insane, with little narcissistic. Skiles I excited before Well, I, I was eight I smaller small Fen. In Na Pianhai the sky, we are innocent friendship. Boys. The first of the four young men, he was Zhou Shi Xiao. Silly and dull. S surface A side B side, I remember his mantra is two of the four young men, he is Zheng fly entropy. The gray machine, every boy idols. Handedly psychedelic game, shooting people in the invisible. Three of the four young men, he is Zhao Feng. His famous sentence: Life is like a parabola. Very reasonable, life is indeed like a parabola, and also the next. Four young men end, he is Chen Qing Pei. Yes, he is a great celebration Peige. Mona celebrate Peige, smile has been deeply imprinted in our hearts. - (3 seconds of silence ...) The tall altitude, handsome face, a madman Kay, he is a Wen Si Kai. - (see trick powder chest crushed milk palm the (see the three primitive society can not help but feeling under .. really good bare ass everywhere ....) . Cheerful personality, love to sleep child, he is the old cotton Chen. (Come, let us to milk acoustic milk gas in children, but also normal not normal, he is Shi Zhi Jiang. Three epilepsy, sleep Emperor, see you on Asthma (exaggerated ha), he was Li Ze Feng. Injury cannot afford brother ah, Zhang pool. Metamorphosis uncle, two of the four young men friends, is also the most handsome he is Huang Jia Jun. (Left roar Guiche skill is not weak. The) Yellow humor, motivated children, he is Hongna read. Sing and dance, hand at calligraphy, pedantic child he is Zhuang DPRK built. The forthright children and crazy and quiet, he is Lu Jia Jia. Handsome, humorous tong brother, he is a Wen Xi Tong Pass. Stray trains, but very handsome, cute total Wen Hsing Chuan. Has a coffin chamber, the second generation of the dark skin, at night the only child of the eye, he is Chen Jing Yang. Rub board, he is a Wen Chong Pui. The (robbery, out little pants.) Yellow humor, yellow skin, new shoes do not quite understand, he is Li Zhe Ru.
Girls: Yao Guan Zi, mouth to exercise, but basically does not exercise the valley fold brother, she is Chen Si Zhe. The the crazy chick, old woman loves to sing, love to loss my guy, she Zheng Shu Qiao. (Letter sharp brother, but have eternal life) Has a baby face, lovely little boy, she is Liu Si Min. Lively. ? Bold? - (For details, please visit the total brother) , province a beautiful, cute, flowers, see flowers, car, see car tire guy, she is Weng Rui Min. Extraordinary weight , large cross-section, she was Wu Yan Qing. The (forgive brother broke the news, God bless you. The) The horse field slope a flower, Taitailielie child, she is Ma Kai Min. Pink face, with a small dimple girl, beats signature by Justin Bieber, she is Phillis. Just a hair, eat candied fruit, the children, she is Shaw according to Shan. The the positive , crazy crazy child, small provinces, then cavity, she is Chen Dan Ting. Quiet.? Crazy.? She is Cai Xiao Dong. Lively, funny child, known as EC, residential home, child, she Zhuo Lois. Little older, much wisdom, the children of the sun, she is Chen Pei Xian. Simple, kind-hearted child, she is Yang Ying Zhe. New children’s shoes, she is Xiao Ting. The child always like to eat, eat goods ah, she is Chien. The girl with big eyes, her yes Chen Pei Jing. Several one hundred days, my swollen you know, she is the King James Ching.
Brothers and sisters, children’s shoes are in forgive I cannot accompany you graduated with Ha, college entrance refueling! (Time reasons, can go on to write Qi, seeking forgiveness.)
When love left under the sweltering: Will look to see others, others cry, laugh, look at others joy to see others sad. Their role, I would like an idiot holding a seven-up standing on the steps, will see the sun set on the hillside and the same noise and quiet, will play blankly like crying does not love a laugh does not love the person who does not hate anything like a fool, occasionally magnificent sunset, just the behavior of the approach of dusk loading B will occasionally searching and searching, desolate desolately miserable The sad tragedy, the burst of the Ghost Dance will be a room full of manic music will be unhappy when driving a car, hurricane, whirlwind going home to cry and shout, and then if nothing had happened quiet. I like the kind of laughing through the long streets, talking about the intertwined with emotion the day. Vague, hazy, dream bubble bubble atmosphere drama. This is me, I small Fen. By pigs aesthetics, basically good, is a handsome guy.
Dance Red, independence, solitude: From birth the moment to play now, many people and things, and slowly learned the ways of the world. School, this put an end to the place of more than ten years time, everyone has a different story, where learned knowledge, to find their dream. Recall, wanton individuality we walk on the campus of the time, occasionally playing the bullying, occasionally painted a variety of graffiti on the drawing board of the youth, those unhappy happy. Was inadvertently left the school this pure land, into this big vat of society we really have no life hiding in the small room. Studying hard, but also onto the scene in order to better it. Few people about life, often climbs up after a fall, injury, growth, transformation, slowly and then gradually to understand the meaning of the Are not so simple, no one will sympathize with your ignorance and weakness. In this materialistic society, no matter how strong the heart, re-assertive personality, also in the material before the rout, in fact, do not complain, because there is no use. In fact, no right to make improper comments on other people’s lives, I have sought nothing more than a warm life. Villas, luxury cars, not every individual can get, perhaps with these substances do rely on, is better than nothing. Life is sometimes just a form, although everyone is longing for, but that unrealistic. The ignorance after youth, youth spent in unexamined. Clear understanding of their ideals, good work. Not afford to lose, the injury cannot afford.
Readily commemorate to, not making a sound: I am always reluctant to recognize their own life. In fact, we all live miserable miserable. No one loves. I love is distorted. Incomplete , depression, sadness. Often daze sitting in front of a computer. Do not know what to do. Or what can be done. To rely on this machine to ease the pain and sorrow. Silly. Do not know since when. Grief find habits, , like driving games wander. Want to forget some things in boring. Looking at Yulai strange. A little anxious. Even I did not know me. Late at night and I did not sleep. Destined to a sleepless night. Opened the window, wind, and chaotic thoughts. In this quiet night. Think of some good memories. Years always silent passage of time. Gone through too much. Emotion, also increased. Life will always experience some ups and downs. The childhood beautiful dreams and aspirations. Whole has become unrealistic. Ridiculous ridiculous . A friend of see me a while back, to accompany chat said to sing and cry, and then told me that years ago, to see me crying cry, laugh when laughter. A few years, cry, smile, laugh when you laugh. In recent years, the crying did not face, laugh as hard pull out lines, and even singing tone lines are no ups and downs, it is like electronic reading sound general, but can not say dead, it is only because there is nothing too much need to use the facial muscles. No longer naive, I thought, thanks to time, because to say we want to say the opportunity to no longer be sufficient to crush children no confession regret that, regardless of whether successful, thanks to time, let us With memories, regardless of memories is OK. Thanks for the time, there is a future waiting for us, no matter what the future.
Dream is not empty, the total injury love: Do not like a man walking home from school. The loneliness quiet will always make me think a lot a lot. Sometimes indulged in the long river of sorrow reflux, sometimes memories just silent with emotion, read the traces left by the old days, that Mourning’s epiphany, always sensitive to the sinking of the heart has been recalled greedy hands pulling It is a broken-down feeling. Wasted emotion of Love, melancholy within each of our hearts, that no Who would know these thoughts of their mind, hidden for a long time, has been in strong, even able to get a little recognition, or a trace with an innocent sincerity praise, a shallow and smile.
Sometimes fear around all hastily circulation, stroke, unlimited Whispering. Like joking with a group of people, like a group of people chasing chasing noisy, like a group of people huddled .. Wind liberties. Wander the campus, the air becomes cloudy, lost. Leaves to draw an arc walked in the campus that are familiar with the long Road, like to tell something, but can not hear, the last or the passers-by at the foot came the cry of casual Cui Xiang, I listen to that leaves to the wind issue of different voices always seem to mean anything, only that lonely confused still blowing across the campus over the silence, with a slightly sad, cutting the sky from our youth to dance, and then left wiping lingering traces. Once happy with running feet step on the beach, together rode group swam more than half of the JS with the ghost roar loudly in the KTV, along with sitting on the grass under the sun nonsense a dinner appointment to travel together, then take photos along the way through every landscape, with the words convey love. The separate really a bit unhappy.
Memorial, flavors: Woke up, five o'clock, went to the room that you have sleep, trance, you are still asleep, breathing evenly, a hands clutching stomach. My eyes began to fever, the original, so I miss. Watching TV, I look to the side, as if to see you watching on the news quiet. Clothes into the washing machine when it seems to have squatted on the bathroom door, dressed in vest, looked at me and put clothes, detergent too I put too much will be wasted. When I am sick you very nervous, very seriously asked me to take medicine. The night late at night, you will be together sleeping did not Tipi not. Half-open half blind eyes looking at you, you standing in front of me gently stroking my cheek, look at my sleeping face, although I fell asleep, but vaguely remember. Every day to eat sago, a look of happiness and satisfaction. Wake up each time, these effects in my mind to start playback. So spread happiness and longing. Memories, is used to miss. When I think you I would go to some familiar place, in retrospect. I think you will go to that we used to go next to the sago, said as he ate. I think you will see your new home. I think you touched you bought for my N95, miss you like. Really miss you. Wake, when, wish to once again become a reality. Grandfather, also security right.
Dare not too happy: Each person has a home. There is no suspense, home like a marine, always allow us to dock. My home sister, brother, Mom, Dad, Grandma, Grandpa, can grandfather is gone, the rest of this complete without a complete home. Sometimes, the house was very noisy very noisy, sometimes quiet deathly silence. The suddenly do a good job of decadence to alcoholism. Not know sun and the moon alive, so decadent bear, like a basket case. Every human heart have some pain, but do not say to them. There is, indeed, good , everyone is a lone individual, learn to be strong, learn to be brave and learn to take from, will be able to put the next. Yes, everyone is the same. Offer all kinds of reluctance, the worth of dismay, can stop its departure. The one o'clock , the father took a tired home, and fell asleep. Looked at her brother's appearance, decadent, degenerate, want to blame, can then to the mouth, said it would not export. Always think of my grandfather in those times, the simple. Can choose, I hope there are not poor, not rich, happy warm home. But the original really is inadvertently incomplete. Unexpected fate.
Recalling rainy night, fleeting War: Tonight sudden weather from the rain, quiet silence. I like the rain, like rain ruthless spilled in the sky, like the wash quiet in the city. Can not help but covet the life of the rain dripping, it is a washed lightly. God-given rain to me, gave me a memory. The sun shine, will not let a ray of sunshine warm atrium. When the clouds covered the whole world to stay in a quiet rainy night, I will in the rainy night where memories. Cry, I do not know why it would feel in this moment, sadly, the room echoed with the singing of thin rain, feel the breath of the window the rain. If I have been living in the world of rain, I will be scouring spotless. The rain of the world is my world, everything is quiet no sound, everything disappeared. Unfortunately, tonight, let the last drop of rain fade away. So, I bid farewell to the the raindrops world of their own. Think that was accompanied by hiding together in the world, enjoying the quiet, When the rain in front of me, I am ignorant laugh, laughing lightly, very naive. Not doped with any emotion. With every drop of rain, I see through each world. World of rain, I will to warm Lianzhao share forever with life. Leaving rainy night would make me sadly.
Curtain: Faint memories, gently singing. Go a lengthy period of time to enlarge and then shrink, there will be many surprises in the years of this period of fate intertwined. Siyi. Really is a beautiful beautiful thing. Traveled childhood, those who have experienced a bit, once when you had when I, the years of laughter and crying, it is a way to get the heart quiet down clips. Wei Ran, heart, deep, thick, bitter and correct human heart. Grateful to have such a colorful fragment in the sentiment of my colorful life, and that is full of ups and downs of astringent taste of the Cantabile Youth.
Induced, gray elephant just rub the shoulders: Happiness on the left, right, Magellan said the earth is round, so I walked on, we met. This world is very small, we just met. This world may have left will never goodbye. You through this long season, happy to meet, meet the sun, meet happiness. You later in life regret big days, even if the sky line, even if the loss of a favorite heartache should be happy singing. Loved is happiness, your happiness, all the time. After I left, have been happy.
All the way north, destined for a happy season: Happiness like passing in the morning sun, the warm and intimate. Voice Whispering Wind know, they say, I miss the sound of the heart to know. I pull it clothes, all the way north, look for a possession of a happy season. Looking back, looked at herself in the mirror, has been eighteen