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It is passing in those lives

It is passing in those lives
Always have some persons coming and going, just as those transient guests on the road when we walk in the life, there are ones that carry the way and walk with us, is the one that move towards the same direction with us.

Carry the way and walk with us, perhaps we forget promptly in a twinkle; Perhaps, during some day in the life, we will still remember once in a while too - -They, behind us, already farther and farther. Even because some reason Xue come back again, because a distant one too far, the ones that make great efforts to chase either are had again.

Those go together with us, some brush against we, perhaps some will accompany us to walk in a distance, but time will not be too long. There are too many forks in a road on the road in life, at every crossing, our choices will all be different. You have chosen this road, he has chosen that road, then, so long as say good-bye. On the new road, certainly there are new companions, can also have a new fork in the road too. speech

Perhaps, what we chose should be another crossing, however, in that side of the way, but we see one stop person that wait for, that appear those people of lots and lots of in the dream in us unexpectedly! We run over in pleasant surprise, because that person is waiting for us, can find later, that person waits but it is another person, or, it is we that mistake people at all. But it is already impossible to turn round, we can only go down along this way that we do not want to choose.

On the road sometimes, we want to stop to wait a moment for someone too. But met etc., that person never came up, or met at last, it was not others that passed by turning a blind eye, others have another companion. We have to set out on a journey again alone, the scenery along the road, perhaps not want to appreciate carefully either for a long time because of this.

Our hope has a person who can go down with us together. It is windy and rainy on the road in life, there are ditches that there are banks, some can eat people's tiger's leopard of jackals and wolves, how we want to have individuals to help us to hit the umbrella, support us once, when or tiger's leopard of jackals and wolves comes, can fight with us shoulder to shoulder. There is always too few very such a person, can run into one in all one's life, it is our luck, we call they the intimate lover, because have them, we always feel oneself is not old, no matter how far 's way does it walk, can too tired either.

The more,it accompany we pass by only one sections light those from person,that for friend of us, we express gratitude to them too. They accompany us to tide over a certain difficulty, or only on the fine road of a section of scenery, they have smiled with us for a moment, we thank them too.

Unless walk like this we, whose name is so years of life when it is long,unexpectedly flash but.

Let us go back excessively - -The sunshine take the picture warmly, the breeze is blowing slowly. Person coming and going at one's side, how much brush past, is it deep and eternal that how much have? Have not in fact already mattered.

Thank you At my side, or Once at my side.

Some people, some past events

Some 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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