分類彙整:Life emotion

I just want to simple, not demanding.

A person walking down the street, thinking of accumulation in mind alone. In fact, no promises, there will be no loss. I cling to dust between ordinary, because my life may not be too bright, but I want to have a vivid, a no regrets. Always feel disappointed, because the fear of separation. I’m very small, also very fragile, I can’t afford to lose one over ten thousand of the life, I just want to simple, not demanding.
Do not ask too much, afraid of burden, afraid of heavy, I just want to someone can occasionally to drop in anytime, tell, sigh, I just continue to strong and persistent.
Every day in my life, thanks to the existence of some people, thanks to some of the company, thanks to some people’s concern.
Maybe one day will leave, go far, I still hope to have a happy, maybe I will escape, just because I’m tired, I can’t imagine the future, can’t predict the future, I’m just looking forward to even stray years, also want to let all the wind with the cloud also fate.
I will stop his steps, let oneself have a moored at the shore, the time changes from day to day, I’ll go days old one day, if this life is not complete, the afterlife will also have a regret, incomplete perhaps is a kind of beauty, but too much pain and disability is a failure. (article reading web: www.sanwen.net)
In clear water, my heart is like a dream, I like to hand a lifetime of persistent, like the lingering as strong as death, like the romantic obsession, but I can more awake to face your own truth and light.
In the not far away, someone can warm my heart, in my acerb worry, refused to is not equal to give up, goodbye is not easy, but life is full of helpless and frustrated, I don’t wake the children is not only a dream, I must let oneself have a free and easy in earthly life, are optional.
I know I will cry, will love the deep, heavy pain, I don’t know whether someone can wait, you can trust, can be sincere, but I will solemnly promise, let oneself have a smile.

Growth for our times is trauma!

Growth for our times is trauma, pain to will let us feel the price is too big? To let a person cannot stand to have to bear, because of we are timid, is humble. MAO once said of the world, until after twenty years naive to know the world is our, after all, but still you. Was born on a yoke, invisible pressure out of breath. (if you cry very sad you can experience) gradually, we begin to selective forget, forget the past, forgotten, forgotten existence to start, the final is in accordance with the universal values in way, seems to be a royal road, walk very comfortable, and she couldn’t understand happiness.
Youth, this only. What a pain comprehension, someone once said. It is a wisp of memory, this seems a long life of a brief moment. Don’t know if you could use it to define our today’s status quo, but at least we still care for the fruits of this seems like a sweet sadness. We dare not harvest, also don’t give up so easily frightened before had disappeared.
Associate to now of I, we, it is coming to an end the escape time, like a living from the FIG stolen from in a long time. We is wanton, fearless, delighted to taste it. Afraid to miss any moment, even will lost space without trace in the past. You can despise, despising even despised looked at a glance, we feel happy and sweet, will certainly remember, as a memorial of youth.
When I don’t know ShuaiZi from insane, clamoring for put a wildfire everywhere, I began to laugh at him himself. Was flying, bobo property hk, the elder brother of the army, and I also want to burn, seems to be burnt out that quiet as dead youth, make a toast. I hope you can wake up from the existence of the forgotten. Like a bunch of idiots fireworks, happy like a child. We are beginning to realize that we steal this brief moment seems to it’s payback time.
Bathhouse, ShuaiZi accidentally lost the key to the cupboard door DIY home, I’m sincerely apologize to uncle, but produce a “when he left to pay five dollars." Ask again, coldly “school regulations", in a flash of workers respect into anger. Even when wanting to feel “injustice" ran out of the asked me very bad, the other with a glower eyes looked at me, seemed to me to do the perverse, contrary to ethics of wickedness.
I want to cry, cry a moment. Mind to jump out of the former sketch, big changed the salt of the earth “king" lunch box. Bobo changed conscienceless “potato king", the elder brother of the army changed “director wang," ShuaiZi have four female students of “associate professor". Then we will be back with chains, to dark grave. There are endless you drifting heavy, how perception of the pain.
What we can do, can only leave some sorrow, with you together with chains.