Some people, some past events
newau09 | 07 septembre 2009 - 10:40Some people, some past events
Some people, not good-bye, disappear from your world.
And there are people, still clear.
Ones that want to say, have ever said.
I do not think we all know all the time it is a person right how to do
Do not understand all the time what is a person taken by oneself.
The end, what can let people feel and make warm?
In the heart, have we left a stretch of land for making warm?
Lonely in the afternoon,
The sunshine of the warmth in spring sees through the windowpane, incline and shed on the desk languidly.
At the time of one that pour out,
I see mutual soul, the cold and detached and estranged ground view is looked at.
But that of pacing up and down, do but they press close to?
I feel a burst of soft wind shuttles back and forth in the hollow room.
Wang Fei sings and " only loves the stranger " to sing too innocently, the innocent one but let the persons all want inside out Piao returns really.
Let to be an expression in one's eyes, let to be a kind of body temperature.
We walk in the life, see different scenery, encounter different strangers.
Some people are just met, look at each other once of the eyes in the journey hurriedly.
Do not need speech, neglect the plot.
Some people will stay in the heart for some time, bring warmth to each other.
That is the most beautiful kind of fortune, wait until remaining years and remember repeating constantly.
With the feeling between people, really very delicate.
Suddenly remembered Jin Chengwu's monologue
"You have an opportunity and a lot of people brush past every day, and you or knowing nothing about them.
But perhaps one day, he will become your friend
Or bosom friend.
The woman while " smoking the clothing grass " says,
This is happy in the world in order to strengthen that I come.
What warm words.
Have no enough time to distinguish the true from the false, the warm current has already flowed through the bottom of heart.
At the gentle night, wait silently. Wait for that piece let you all one's life magnificent person.
Twinkling of an eye bursting forth is the fate, can not also get rid of for all one's life.
Wonderful fate, the twinkling of an eye beautiful. speech
Then, people believe, the mutual commitment is forever.
The affairs of human life are variable, time passes quickly. It is the eternity of the friendship that does not change.
Have some past event emotional curve in succession, dance step of time being messy, still deep and eternal nowadays,
It may be only the steam rising from constantly coffee, or very moist temperature of that autumn.
Meet and part, bear patiently, pain, flash and die, imprint on the bones and inscribe on the memory, miss, constantly and irregularly change.
A word is a friendship story.
How meaningful, how nonsensical.
Passage. Part.
Remember. Memory. Then forget.
Had thought what had held in one's own hands was friendship,
Did not find until when growing up,
The so-called friendship is the wind of a burst of chances,
From blowing through gently at one's side,
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