This is in the world, the most helpless things may only have the time. Unconsciously  cheap new era 59fifty hats, it slipped away, like great thief, didn't know didn't sleep! The only can search, is no more than the desolate ready to let a person suffocate in the primitive pictures depicted to almost melt into the time difference of the picture, as if in prompted the that happens once all.

Time passed quickly, time like water, empty-headed, so many years that the past. And in the past but like all happened in yesterday, vivid. Although, there was no shortage of little joy secretly sad.

Perhaps, fate already is god the doomed, we have only each other in life so fast. Too late fine but also have been to admire the freeze in the most original moment. Out of the window, the light drizzle dance, occasionally dropped on Windows, called this the dead of night as if also much one minute clever, drop by drop, as if to tell the old joy and sadness, and as a child in the mother of ear side sounds, and like a lover kiss shy but sweet. But I cannot stand up to the noise. Push window, poked his head to look on the distant horizon, eyes had long been rain infiltration, as though to wash that fell through the eye film along with full dust that is the heart of the dipping. This up back then, don't know you ever know far off, faraway the hazy rain and curtain, there is one person in that their softly, after the rain GuXing, day anacreontic broadly, only wish the heart such as wind carried my fly to you the freedom and beauty of the nation, make me the imprisoned heart have already release!

If, happiness is one thousand years past in this life, then, then how can I go down, I miss the ten million times? Whether also need to ten thousand years of obsession, ten thousand years of waiting, the ten thousand clinging, ten thousand years of ambition? Also or already destined for margin, only for this life to meet bosom friend of love be together.

Peach blossom thanks spring red, that's in a hurry! If we can turn back time, whether we will rub shoulders just has no longer miss? If we can turn back time, whether we won't be each other's scenery but heaven defend human together?

The stars in silence, clear tears radiant, but the night collateral. And as with the window, let the clear raindrops comb with the chaos of the memory, vaguely between light through the net beauty in your face. Net beauty was still tender just more points in the gloom and deep, like after a gauze disabled became hazy, make-at a glance coolness heartache. A pair of headphones, a sketch book, a very big pen, silent window, for a prey like hunters be was calm and vicissitudes of the old man like experience as enron peace also like children are looking forward to a moment of surprised the only for a glimpse of the wonder when but only beautiful. Tuo red light Yun on, when the first volume sunshiny morning, when the first grain of dew slipped, when I quietly to slowly approached, come near, you covered with images of the moon but as from a future as without a trace. But distinct in numerous behind the night of the coming early in the morning   fake oakley , and you have filled with joy came to me, comes, so natural and unrestrained so glad. Why can, and slipped away?

Is early autumn rain and purple open Chinese wistaria, had ever written, you asked "if one day you will depart, won't leave me?" I don't answer also ignore silence. Because I don't know exactly how long is the parting and promise to you and I could stick to, after all, long is just a flash in the pan. But, for a long time after you ignore me always hide me and also no longer with me after school and do. Weekend, I come to you and I go to park but you always pleaded that you are very busy. Night, I awake from sleep, because I dreamed you ignore me I cry to call to chase you but you fled further.

September 16, is my birthday, and I like to previous years for the early in the window hope you came to me and said "static son, happy birthday!" And I blow candle together eat sweet strawberry cake but wait until dark, you did not. So, I was disappointed. Midnight, you knocked on the window handed me a maple leaf, you said "static son, happy birthday" so that night had a very beautiful is very beautiful dream. The next morning, I'm filled with joy and tell you, but it is already deserted deserted the pole!

Many years later, in things only when I suddenly noticed the original on the other side of the maple leaves have a line of the fine print but the annual rings and insect ant already engulfed QinShi blurred only the veins of the place and petioles clearly write "wait for you" although, I don't have the purpose, just think it's injury.

Perhaps, but not for this life miss past is too bitter, and would rather this life rub shoulders! Pray that the next cycle when you can meet a little early to say to me "wait for me"!