Fan Whispering set. Full of sky.
And Jun say goodbye, after having left, and tie him down Chengri filled my mind, do not know until the word of students struggled to live with such appropriate state of mind.
With regard to memory, that the boat carrying two people and parks, small-angle, always cherished. It was part of two common time, reminders of time can not take memories.
The question has always been bored with me, your real name do quiet. Why is called quiet, and some vulgar. Do not blame me for not to explain the origin of the name only makes sense to me, even if the Road, the others to understand how could one of sadness and joy, sorrow, with the music. He has always been a secret in my mind, can not share secrets.
The past few days, the temperature plummeted, wind suddenly began to rain knocked the courtyard of the perianth, full House of wandering. Old Meme, as always, sweep the courtyard, watching a small pile was a small pile of petals into tatters buried on the roadside, the most expresses the fragile eyes overflow with tears. They can only listen to the mercy of wind and rain, followed downward. Are not we?
I would like to continue the cry had to be terminated and want to have the courage to struggle breathing, you want to release the pain of it had to soften. Just do not want to let you see my blind obedience painful bite shall not be terminated.
A gust of wind can determine the whereabouts of a flower, can determine the beginning of a season-ran. And you decided to follow my life.
Ends of the earth. Wei Wang Junan.
People saying goes: regretted having done. Now, everything has become a certainty.
I often think, why life must be met, should the did not meet, I can not understand deep loneliness and sadness, has inexplicable moved, the stimulation with eyes filled with tears of the mood to sleep. If life has never met, how can we understand a person's Ming is so lonely heart, but a loss of self can be released and hopelessness. Tears of the vicissitudes of life, infinite confusion, because met you, can there be a deeper meaning.
Stand alone wind, let the feelings of the wind disappeared, but I wind under the wing Why is not it? Tears. Sorrowful.
I said, the sky and the earth is rain-fed to convey thoughts, but you do not know that they can never be together hand in hand with loneliness, only days away into the distance between Highlands.
At this moment, my vision disappeared, we are still performing different roles, experience different state of mind, describes the sad filaments, floating a lonely Alone, without setting off the audience, only the rush of passing.
We have also given the opportunity to love each other, but forgot how to get out. We all stood waiting for the other roles have been hurt to give warmth. Until, cold days, and the situation faded.
Nowadays. I can only say to you.
Ends of the earth. Wei Wang Junan.
