4/28/2009 - Third diary
A certain period of
Take ten years in this busy street.
I do not know when starting lastest lrg shirts out on the street more of a step-by-step or deep or shallow footprints strange, I understand that this is what you leave behind traces.
But I do not know, when you walked into my memory? Spillover seems to be the season of sunshine.
So I got used to your presence, you get used to walking in the right side, used to looking at the natural background of your smile, no matter how the evening used to have a tacit agreement with you ... ...
Slowly, this street is my memory is no longer alone, as well as you, and that sweet smile of the sun will be.
No longer the same street while I am disappointed, no longer due to the noisy and busy, let me upset, because ... I used to go to the left, used to peer with you
... ...
Late at night, and looked out the window the stars, I understand new bbc ice cream hoodys that the next day will still be with you, still be accompanied by the warmth of the sun, in the street.
However, the alarm clock rang, class time is running out, the sun has never been pushed down the window.
But I still smile of happiness, because I believe you will still be with me.
Street is no longer a flicker of hope of golden yellow, but because of the rampant black rain darken, your figure is no longer there. No longer.
Loss, grief. Who is crying in the rain?
touch that thing called the confusing in the eyes of migration. I could not understand
I really do not understand, could not understand why I sad, why loss.
Yes ah, I should not be sad, lost, ah.
I am with you no more than strangers accompanying it, has been stranger ... ...
March
Senado Square to see the flowers bloom, pre-hospitalsee.
I got used to walk alone at the end of street, street, or got used to the changes in clear or cloudy, got used to the right side of Street, no one, got used to ... ...
I still smile of sunshine, only to find his street is not happy memories.
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Used to these habits, in memory of his years in my thoughts drifting further and further away, I ran into it the familiar and the strange new ed-hardy footprints. E-ran at him in the background is still relaxed, I stopped the pace sluggish, hesitate to follow his peers. Eventually I chose to stop at this time I have to race against time, in this means to stop the pain could not have been foreseen the advent of. But I stopped.
Thus, after a lot of instinct and his peers at all times, I have to stop the pace.
Has yet to turn red in the green before stopping in the bus stop before leaving, in the vast sea of humanity with his shoulder and out of date Sassafras stop.
I do not know whether this is correct. However, since adhered to, it39s a no.
Do not know when we will get out of the memories of street?
In any case, I will always remember that good times in the small streets of the encounter. This is strange because of your best memories.
Walk the street in a small lot,
Which you and I
I know our side will not be forgotten.
April
The classroom is a nuisance all over the sky of rain depression. Speechless view windows, wind, right close by home near the windows can be lazy, I put him in the beginning and let the cold wind and chaotic hair, blown mood disorder.
Car
The melancholy heart of the way to bring home.
Mobile heavy pace, through the chain from the rain, went to the car, enjoy the sound loaded inside, but I silently, motionless on the way, he also found on the side, across the people. There is not much surprise, but accident and how you met, but after the accident is still silent, silent. slow car in a rainy night in the first line, the window is a false picture, busy busy, thoughts seem to also stop the heart from outside disturbance, brain Lane empty. feel perplexed, he is being forced to enter a little laughter, of course, include you.
Arrival, and finally arriving, and the foot began to move, waiting in the crowd behind and get off on the shoulder with you in Sassafras and outdated, there is a feeling, strange feeling, the cheap shorts feeling you had told me a preview? Not see you, to continue Before, you did not move, always move on and get off at that moment I, I understand, and understand that you are no longer with me the.
Do not turn to look back and understand that no one behind me, I am the last one to get off, and you are approaching a vehicle I can not see from afar.
Site, with ten minutes distance from home, however, Iin this cool breeze of the rainy night to take him very long, very long.
May
Back again to see you buried in the sea of humanity that are not familiar with the street
Is this the season is really a sentimental?
In such a rainy night?
I do not know whether there is because the eyes?
However, I ask myself Hubei.eyes to that, with feeling, I am glad. Fortunately, after the cold, I was not the memory of his frozen eyes glad he sent me away, glad that his eyes letting me know, is no longer with me.
But along the pessimistic thoughts, and disappointed I am disappointed this is only the illusion of it, disappointed he did not respond to my left. Disappointed with their own sense of illusion.
The way home is very short, how can a rainy night is full of sad actually extended in the infinite, into the distance.
This road has been full of joy, full of sad, yet tonight, but filled with an exclamation point, laments that the young.
Listen to their own songs to sing in such a rainy night.
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