More and more feel time is too fast, vaguely or in casual regrets, the hourglass began to put time all the precipitation become memories yesterday. Quietly in the corner I arranged the messy feeling, all in the marks of growth in era gone with me together from the sad, I count heart can't escape from the past, have a taste alone with sentimental dream.
"Maybe I not have been a good boy." I once and again in my heart said to himself. May be some things really is doomed, I, is a doomed can't like other girls the same girl!!!! If not promote the rebellious may whole home to my bother for peace and most of, if not because of his indulgence, and perhaps result will easily excellent bottom go to, but too much is I have the ability to but haven't done, though now consciousness and understand here, but when looking back those who pass through the road, I found that many, has been not. I think some subtle feeling back, but only some comfort could trace.
If not for growth, and probably childish pamper, that is it with their own individual character weaving pamper layer of nets, cut open and relatives should have some feeling and love, if not for, and now it has a growing now these beautiful but to understand the grief? I think, to find those quiet many about his memory, that each one has in my heart came and went, and dream, whether the next tomorrow, will disappear and forget that. Don't want to go to traction and touches can't forget pain, because you know those with sad feelings have been in time in the impact of a pure innocence.
Ha ha, finally is vacation, but in her heart and not in the heart of which should be happy. Perhaps this is the gain or loss of dispute!!!!
When the test time, already appear to the impatient students is the first time to make the supervisor of the test paper, and in the hands of will power after the largest open, with the fastest speed straight to bedroom or school the station. Of course also have quite a lot of students by parents to take of is, these people are not need for himself to worry about something.
But I don't belong to the kind of people, I was just a normal can no longer ordinary student, I have to do is finish test after test bed, and so on, after the completion of the arrangement is immediately went home. Is really envy what parents to carry, not the general happiness!
But I also can't so to his house and produce any animosity, even a little bit of that. After all, which is my home, the home is my dear family, actually the world really happy people still have a lot of, just people's desire always makes a man not meet, thus in the fatal error. I although not smart, but I never stupid, I am a normal person. And of course what smarts than biological nature is far, but that does not mean my results is forever down to the people.
I also have their own ambition, also have their own lofty ideal. But conditions do not allow that I didn't have a chance to finish her ambition and ideal, but people alive is inherently has her reason, this world not only I a person in the decadent just, I am not ready, I want to with their own efforts to prove that he was not a craven person, in my mind I should be a strong and will coexist of heroes.
But the reality is cruel, my dream is over. After wake up one day and decadent, is still continue of vacant. Always envy other people have what, but is not cherish their own hands have things. It was also a error, and is a very large and deadly mistake. The sunset in people's eyes and always stands for the beauty and disappointed, for me it is what it is and lonely and there is a bleak not common cold feeling. As the sun with a dim light slightly dazzling will my face red with as and realized that now has not earlier.
Looking at the campus figure less up, even though in the summer, but at the moment of the breeze is so cold, a new day is passed, hope can only be placed in the future of new morning...
The wind of the rural is savory, spring is flowing when an warm breath of the person, the market is the romantic DaiDang rough blots out the arrogant. Summer is sending out the fragrant fragrance of drunk, is pomegranate flowers of the massive multifarious suddenly so far a long. When autumn spread the FengRen mature the faint scent, is JinZhan chrysanthemum of wei's cosmetics be aloof with far far days to autumn wind nearly. In winter the lonely and refreshing flying fang, the hong mei is cold in full bloom into skin fang soul deck frozen miles of the young earth. North luxuriant.
Travelling is a character, of the wind in the early spring of the short walk disease of disease vigor of the pace, just like in the countryside toddler taking children eagerly, somewhat, somewhat impulse. The summer tempest when the ups and downs of the USSR billmen gesture, as if the young men in the countryside of irritable masculine characteristics, in late autumn with the spin on the fields after harvest of straw leaves spots up wandering action the largest amount of autumn wind, really and the man bears a striking resemblance to mature broad-minded. Severe winter, as if the raging blow in the countryside north on the evening of JuJu hobbled alone in the lonely old man like snow in the reserved and open-minded.
The countryside is the wind of taste, never in anger, is it most elucidating texts his sad mood lift up the loess sediment lost the eyes of the people, always elegantly around the pond, the house from the rocky crags of frivolous things abandon a ruins and the fields. Not on it glad when a teaser, always friendly meeting and you like a gentleman is hand, left hand roses of the rich scent. Or simply to a trendy modern, in your cheeks intimacy, the taste of a put chewing gum stay in your face. The more won't be in of calm days, just forget it's responsibility and the duty, to the countryside outside the mountain roads clean.