It is not lonely to love
Let the past event fly confusingly
01:23, 2008-Sep-26
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Let the past event fly confusingly The nearest weather is always cloudy to sink, often dropping several pieces of raindrop, just like my mood at this moment, have no measure ignorantly!
Let me feel perplexed in the future, choose to seem very easy sometimes, a careless decision, possible change people's life.
I can not bear to injure she around him, can not bear to injure parents either, really want to roam about alone very much, think of nothing.
People living in world, a lot of thing involuntarily, we live for oneself only, our happiness, sad, influencing the relative around, friend at the same time.
See I am unhappy, they will be sad, will be anxious for me, this is not what I want.
And LXJ, many years ago, because of my reason, made the study influenced. And future that he can well get better development!
Fortunately, having run into her when he is helpless, an understanding girl, God's will is so!
One many years later meets and breaks our each calm life.
Know, can so, hope we meet, at least early, still leave a bright memory in the heart.
He is so cordial and gentle, however, there are thin distances in the eyes are fine, have some traces of years!
I clear oneself what kind of position does it have on the heart in him, so, do not want his life to be influenced by me.
Incoming telegram and information to refuse him, all go back origin, can only so, let the past event fly confusingly during years!
Walk in disappearing
01:17, 2008-Sep-26
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Walk in disappearing This summer, I keeps nothing here. Prediction of a person's luck in a given year like water, I no in any other things. The life is transient, the death is eternity. My paradise is so beautiful.
----Remember the question.
The cold and detached screen that is facing toward knowing well of every day, the mood remaining unchanged, just no longer go to beat that familiar ABCD, I'm afraid unless you give your whole attention to it, the ones that struck and fell fully are heart-broken, touch that and bury it in the innermost chord. I clearly know oneself, understand oneself, is still escaping oneself too.
Each kind of life that can't bear is one kind of experiences, go through and call life. To the so-called truth of this kind of, I do not know whether to laugh and cry. Anesthetize oneself with the opium of spirit, really be by standing up happily? Comfort oneself with A Q spirit, really forget those? I am asking oneself again and again, ponder over oneself, can these spirit for a moment be really supported and continued attentively?
If permitted, please forget, forget you, might as well forget oneself. A seductive one drop of red one, is trickling, if every drop can flow and walk one wisp is sad, I would rather go into hiding and a seductive one this red, even if beyond redemption, leave poem, Third Five-Year Plan Period line definitely, unless it write it is at September for the deciduous one at the roads, get up autumn wind,fall flower with,there is no place to return to state of mind.
It come you I,make you people, make I transient guest is the getting more best perhaps but. Dawn waning moon, autumn wind blow, haphazard I heart, cold window, want until who words mulberry rough again? One, a grain of sand, is the ends of the earth. I that ends of the earth transient guest, what come on trouble so? Walk, stay, unless I only one all the time, like this.
Hate to leave so lonely one at mid-night, can't accept to send, beat those 26 letters scrappily, to piece together the scrappy mood. Perhaps I just fear to be lonely, perhaps I only fall in love with the loneliness at this moment too, perhaps the two are not. I am just looking for that to let " I " Person,it is piece strange familiar with as well as.
At night at this moment, very quiet, very quiet, the quiet one makes people a bit absolutely horrified, like the noise far away from this world, stay in with one fantasy world, life is lonely, one is so the night. Everything is not important, mustn't think of anything again, remotest places that nearby, I beautiful paradise that, should knowing to laugh at.
A lot of people have fear of nervousness to death perhaps, but I even can think these two words baffled smiling in the head. Ask oneself, if is freeing from still unnecessary work? It is absolutely certainly to answer, I know I am not a greedy person given birth to absolutely, just some things have not been torn yet at present clean. Perhaps someone will say a whole big man at this moment alive what dies, perhaps I am cowardly, everything is not important not?
The head begins the pain like tearing, the paralrzed pain at this moment that can say the nicotine in this way, then two for one, until Manchus throwing away being all, pungent tobacco flavor is packed with the whole room, a burst of coughs chocking, the head is still aching, as if gnaw every nerve which grips me wriggling like the round worm. I ravage, crush residual nicotine that does not release that, fantastic to go, this world is full of lie and deception, I know, can stop there is only the only method in the pain at this moment.
Familiar it, familiar movements, seem to be used to such repetition, is looking at one after another drop of that, form all in that place, burst forth the seductive one red, the smile unseen for ages has got on my face silently. At this moment, taste habit-forming pain call life, come, describe, show consideration for most with sentence this when being sad and silent, when I wonder, my deep falling in love with mid-night, fall in love with the seductive one of mid-night red.
The baffled one smiles, the baffled one is shedding the baffled tears, I know, my already disease one is more and more serious clear, the family is supervising to see a doctor again and again, I know those meaningless futile effort is the use not a bit, perhaps my everything is frozen here, it has been already unable to circle round. At this moment, I do not complain about either without complaining, just want to be so quiet, it is simple, the walking as before, until disappearing.
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