And then leave
Organize their bags, and then leave, the sun still shines.Just more than a faint hint of sadness in my heart, the deepest place it gently buried, deliberately do not want to go touch.Occasionally quietly out to wipe the dust off, telling myself to be strong. When faced with the dawn again, no longer feel helpless at a loss, more of a strong and brave.Gradually I understand, sometimes not not learn to grow up, but do not want to face, stubborn and selfish at the same time adhere to pay some of the cost of pale.Indeed, destined to be a growth process, although painful but unavoidable.Standing in front of reality and destiny, we are so small, so helpless. In many cases, filled with Fen Li can only swallowed them, no experience full of pain.Originally unintentional, the result is often the opposite, so they ask themselves, ask destiny why?Reality and fate like a nefarious mad dog chasing you down, one day you run, you will will relent, despite its relentless bite, chew cruel.So they bring it to leave traces. Before the hate in this world, I hate to bring the fate of other people can see, you can not see the pain and schedule.Now not so annoying, perhaps simply not qualified to hate.Buddhist devotees who say; God shut your door will open for you another window.Always felt very funny.Maybe, maybe someone else does seem to be true.If you can talk to him, I want to say that I do not want a window, Zhiyuan Why should I shut the door. The initial dream and vision for the future has become increasingly blurred, gradually do not know what they want in the end, money?Wealth?House or what?I have no ideal, not even like it, maybe sad.Always very disgusted with those who take their own achievements and think to define and measure the value of others, in some kind of perspective, I think that is not nothing like a beggar.Each person is different, and the pursuit of the bear’s fate is different, it brings you that you had no right to choose.For example, children will take away their favorite toy.Because different, so we can not avoid some of the damage refraction.This is nothing we can do and can not let other people know, only silently to accept yourself.Everyone has their own life, found the right to determine the courage to go on, though he still others say that God horse clouds.Just think of here scold, say bad words, the thicker the better, the more the more cool dirty.Sometimes I wondered if he was suffering from mania, rabies and the like, even if only with their own dialogue will feel cool and comfortable, especially enjoyable.Therefore always think the world is fickle, perhaps this is it’s unique in this day and age of labels. Sometimes I want to flee, to disappear.Others say it’s cowardly and escape, and later no longer think so.I had always whim, write nonsense, and then delete all day, and then went on to.Blind panic.Like most of a headless flies, we do not know when to begin.Even earlier to the text are not interested in even bother to look.Then see who said: fall in love with characters who are lonely.Maybe, it wants to be.Anyway, I am feeling good, at least can with their own dialogue.Who is: if a person loses the ability to dialogue with yourself that is terrible.So I am feeling a little pleased, whether it is really for.Still prefer the real, something Ye Hao was worth mentioning.Feelings or emotions do want to say, but also very real cool, enjoy themselves.Zhi Buding someday die, I want to say something too late to do something.Sadly, sorry. Previously wrote: I always stood by the window, looking out familiar and unfamiliar world.Just silly daze, quietly preoccupied.Frustration and panic.Followed by a burst urgent restlessness and anxiety, like a speeding sports car, the brakes suddenly failed.No direction, can not control.Dare not witnessed the scene, I think so-called fallen so likewise.Thinking, I do not want to think of life, I can not judge, desire, I can not indulge, target, we have no direction, a single moment as a sentence less than death row, waiting for the fear of pending.Fickle world, confused life, restless thoughts, mood upset, saying insincere words, contrary to the principle of doing things, soul ask yourself, get word, mud horse. Now it seems a little sad, a little ridiculous.Sometimes I feel like a soft peel the egg shell, and sometimes feel hard like a stone.There is a saying that men know how to put down is a sign of maturity and tolerance, how weighty words.There is no reason to love this, there is no reason to hate, hate cause and effect, melons, beans contented.In any case, we will have to face to face, to escape forever solve the problem.Laughter does not mean happiness, bow compromise does not mean surrender.Just do not want to go to uncover the cruel scars that have not yet healed, wish to leave to preserve the last time a little bit stubborn and insist on. Goodbye youth.Goodbye, beautiful pain.Goodbye youth.Goodbye, bright sadness.Thank you for reflected light, shining my wings more fullness bright.And then leave, the sun still shines.And then leave, I still was a child.