Weekend, at the University of hill slopes have large tracts of red, the vast lawn of lying, standing, people of all ages walked, coconut trees occupy the edge of the iceberg, as a tall, vast lawn become more . Taste is sweet wind and warm sunshine. A certain moment, I feel as if a trance and returned to the childhood of a March, rape is everywhere. After us after school to take off the jacket put on the jingling of the bag, catch the wind in the warm inside.
Daoli forest winding streets, the sun obscured by tree branches, and Down trivial detail, the ground is mottled light and shade, and the birds cried merrily. Occasionally, someone walked quietly. A certain moment, I think back to the trance of a summer sun is not so warm, but there is a little bit of the existence of a sense of depression. Me and a person sitting in the shadow of a tree, the wind to disperse from the right frequency. We talked in detail to some thoughts crowded.
Out of the newspaper when the city lights are all lit up, darkness had come. Corner there is Osmanthus smelling incense. Strong people have put a whole, one drowned the whole world. A certain moment, I am back to carrying water bottles, long slow walk from the dormitory room of water in the night. Street drag the shadow of their slender slender. Numerous night. Are the same for each good.
A certain moment, my thoughts on the campus, the thoughts of the classroom, sitting in the window on the side, holding his head stare blankly out the window watching the wind blown waves hair put up, full of sunshine and not hesitate to put around my muffle The thoughts of teachers in the above guidance, and at my notes scattered on a variety of painted lines of the missing images of faceless justice, on a rainy day, closed lights wrapped Men's Spyder Jackets, listening to music in the dormitory, or watch the movie are missing, the lazy afternoon sunshine, towing a person on campus at the towering big tree slowly walked leisurely to miss time to be added regarding the extent of. This street, this crowd, this lively, this hubbub, this high-rise, this street is not mine. I also do not plan to occupy the corner. Although there is no place for a street, the crowd, crowded, noisy, high, street lamps are mine. The significance of town and city does not have much relationship, but with the people attached to the relevant city. Such as a passion for the City, because it is a remote town near the corner there is a person associated with his. In fact, the corner of the City, with their true relationship can be neglected. However, I do not deny that this is a lovely place.
That the collapse of the accident, put himself caught up with the peak of despair, but also put him behind the corner of hope. One night, I was educated by listening to the teachings of the identity. He said that so far separated from us, if there is no trust, what support? He said that the heart is necessary to have a negative mind tell me, I now have time to even sleep compression can not compress, and I am sure that as in the past should not go in detail to try to figure out your mind right? He said the torture you put their own so hard, I was going to be the nerve to engage you, you big stupid. He said that after the case is no longer allowed. In fact, I know. In fact, I find it difficult to have. So that you are the sad sad. These are the sad years of not their own progress. Yes, he said, are such a great person, and one to temper or less like children. He said that I would never go to coax such a person, has never been such a good temper. However, I am sad, and how should I do? I am negative, pessimistic, and how should I do?
Endless in this large and small crowds of unfamiliar world, the heart is not barren, not entangled. I want to, because the self are not to be eroded now. Since I am not one of them, so I do not need to with her pulse, her pace, her temperament consistency, I do not need to compromise, do not need to make compromises. Can be self-willed, can be stubborn, self, you can go its own way. Since no one will care about me.
But the phone but the voice came back to me my world, there is much in this world, there is affection. Over the years, from the initial cheerful, to calm later, to the occasional lazy. Always the same is the warmth of voice. This warmth can put me in a remote from any corner of the world back to reality. Was wrapped with the inner layers and thus to put aside all of the equipment. Happy, sad, sad, longing, and fear can also be passed on to you. Thank God, we are always separated by the negative of the difference a few days, therefore, pessimistic about the inconsistent pace, a time to eliminate our lonely, lonely privileged to disperse. Let each one of despair at the top of the person by another sunny, and then hope to be holding hands in the ground come up. Just as he said, in a training break, he sat on the lawn, away from the bustling crowd, and then miss each of us through a section of road, each saw the scenery. Let the warmth of the first times that I feel that regardless of the outcome, we thank God for this process.
