Most people will spend this life plainly, countless memory links, countless sorrows and joys, from childish riding bicycles, wearing hats upside down, to suits and shoes, habitual corners of the mouth.
The moon is shining brightly, we are laughing and playing in the park, and we who only look forward to entertainment should go to the school with our hands in hand again. It is rare to hear a familiar sound, if the silence is golden, it is like an illusion back to the past days, just like those fragmented memories, lover-like love, even if the teeth begin to tremble, it will be very difficult to face to face to say the voice, we are back to back, each other calculate each other's bit by bit, can face to face gently, even if each other lose the love of gently touching, but also in the slanting sun, hand in hand to recall the crickets outside the door, look at each other behind.
Who will be afraid of exposing more, do not argue with each other.
Fireworks like each other, smoke shrouded, but miss the person you love the most, the fire is everywhere, but it has not been able to burn the atrium of that person, no matter who is with the companion, maybe the ending will not be in and out, blind, sleep, repeated, and finally have to do back to themselves, the adult's "timely stop loss", the child's innocent "pursuit of happiness", looking back at the original piece of Eden, Adam went to the ribs to make Eve, like a flower, supernatural, but there was no result, do not plant anything to pick, and it is as easy as never came.
Before you have it, you must know how to accept loss.
Who can draw from meditation the combination of all things relief and movement, even if it is difficult to calm, it hurts you to be transparent and happy, leaving street lights for every section of the journey, leaving the most appropriate silhouette for each heart-rending plot, when the tears dried down, the entire platform left your back, the headphones in the wind shadow, it can cover up the fireworks around you, confuse your sensory breathing, and also cover the sound of petals scattered on the ground.
A touch of emotion.
Do not gather, do not leave a trace of breathing space for the opponent, like a broken kite, swaying back to heaven, the future will continue to worry and fear, just like the one around me, calling me the most relaxed and the most nervous" "You call me the happiest and make me the most heartache." Your way and my way, no matter each other, there are whales, there are clouds, do not know numerology, can not guess the future of the future, just like a penguin at the North Pole, desperately trying her best, going to the south, seeking his mother bear, every page of the storyline will be accompanied by that one, no question shooter Golden Bull, what kind of scenery will be in front of you, early in the morning you know the wind and rain, but like a butterfly out of the cocoon, there is no need for her to feel that life is more than a little more sad, with her will no longer feel helpless, every bright moon hanging in front of the bed, Deeply in love with the person in front of you, this is the answer.