In this city I am a lonely passerby, often do not know where to go, do not know where to go, constantly take the wrong car, but also continue to take the wrong car, more constantly want to take the car, because lonely often a person is silent in their own world, often quiet between two earplugs to enjoy the happiness brought by the radio, follow the invisible people, share the joys and sorrows of others, as if they do not exist, listen to sad music, feel that they are the protagonist of music, good hurt and hurt. #生活中怎样静下心来 #
