2012年9月5日星期三
the days become sad long.
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Farmer holding a cup of home-brewed liquor, dreary night, sad endless lunged. No sleep tonight, my simple and ignorant thoughts in this moment of confusion, such as from the sea of bitterness in the tide, not gorgeous nor spectacular, with the sad color there and acted in self-reward. Glass of wine the lower abdomen, his thoughts were forced to low tide, then helpless disappeared, leaving a line of ice tears. Early spring, that the cold of winter, still wrapped in Village of the hills, the days become sad long. White scarf, warm gloves, the worry the rain Piaozhui the evening, I must embrace the happiness that I missed! The spring hand end of the end of the fall, winter had a chance, every now and then in Konoha season, we chose parting, an instant into a futile, leaving behind only the sadness of the ground. The perfect not sufficient unforgettable, so we fragmented. Remember the day you kissed my forehead, and did not say goodbye, guess you were feeling. Me away on the bus, you figure easily submerged in the bustling street. Moment, the feeling around the world sorry for myself, I finally hide their faces squat. Perhaps, the feeling is really the most unreliable thing in the world. I do not know how to spend that great, full of sorrow season. Once, I like a person walking down the long road, always think, What would happen if there is no end. I was always like that into the forgotten corner of the street, where there is always weird movie poster, there is a small but exquisite shops, shop or younger or older shops long total, my favorite CD and loneliness cactus, they are ordinary, they always give me peace of mind, they are not greedy people and things they like and I have a lonely colors. The poignant music store, stood sad cactus in the emptiness of the night emaciated. My dear, you are my flowers watered with tears. The men and women on the side of the road, hugged each other to warm the cold heart. I always think, If we had, we have again a strong point, maybe a hug can restore happiness. My dear, you have had such a feeling? People getting drunk the night deepens, won the cup of brewed wine farm, moaning in the middle of the night, I lost in the absence of the wilderness. Do not want to remember how to start, and also do not want to think about what kind of future, because love is total in casual disappear, life still unknown continue. What day, what month, we have so deeply loved. Glass of wine lower abdomen, choking my tears DC, we know that love never stay. Late at night, dark and endless invasion of the earth, looking at the night glass stand empty nobody, nobody empty tonight, I like this glass ...
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