The weather is warm, but is blowing the cold wind, one’s agitation without reason, the cry without reason. It is stuffy and stuffy in the heart in the whole morning, can’t speak clearly any reason either, just think about it, the tears come down, in fact I do not like crying, but always such fragility, even all people think me so strong, so proud and aloof. I good at, hide oneself just, one’s own parcel in the paradise to belong to me, grieved and helpless that where is to some extent yes. The people in the office have all gone out, I begin to stand up, move towards the window, where can see car and pedestrian coming and going, the ones that like staring blankly shuttle back and forth at will, surge at will. Once anyone was very curious to ask what I was seeing? What? How I answer this question, how to let those people understand my mental state, have who lie in mental state of me, I reverie alone just, visit and pounder on the past alone in fact.
Mood have, rise and fall always, tears have intermittent always too, live a life very bright in fact, we have so little distance from those stage just, perhaps can be said and near to bright life, then need ” the turbulence “. The hiccup is an arc beautiful, and we often see his wave, ignore that lines beautiful.
Think one becomes quiet, does not think of those things making me fed up about, then I have gone to the bookstore, listening to the music slowly, has begun my calm journey.
Having read some proses of Liu Yong’s, his article can not say the prose either, is a kind of very philosophical taste, can let people understand something, some clear emotions. A word exerting a largest influence on me today is that ” it is a kind of pain beautiful to grow up “. I think I have experienced the intension of this sentence.
In fact while seeing this sentence, I feel that there are a lot of words to be written in the heart, but now, but has exhausted argument! Perhaps that is the thoughts and feelings for the moment, the mood for the moment. Having gone over in the past, I can not write out the mental state at that time, feeling at that time again.
In one afternoon in a trance, came out, saw the sun unexpectedly, should not have the day of the sun, but appeared suddenly, did I believe, the way ahead should be beautiful, why was I so sad? Everything will be good!
Forget the ones that should forget, remember the ones that should remembered.
Give a smile of oneself.
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