2014年09月15日
so near, so far
Some people say: love the memories of people than others to go a little slower. In fact, I like to walk slowly, slowly I love when the crowd dispersed a person have a look the scenery along the way, slowly I became a person, a person walking two people pass through the road travel tea mug.
Also the residence time in your QQ signature, "so near, so far". I spent the summer at home, you are at home, the same is a town, your life without me. Now think about right and wrong, should that sentence, we always meet the right person at the right time, yes we are all wrong.
Just a group of people after a meal, I said I wanted to go for a walk by the lake, they say a person to walk to have what mean, I said many people boring. Like a person walking, a person thinking of "two people" in the future, may be the way of thinking. Sitting on a rock, lit a cigarette, I look at the water itself, what time become so pale sad. The water lotus, look not clear, I want to take back to see, but again frightened, sitting on the side, far from looking at.
Write a good article, but always like to use words to record the life. I had always wanted to write a piece about us, about those years we lost. A few days ago you said "look at the table you", I said: "before seen, I said, Zhou Xiaozhi Lin said, we can't go back." You ask me: "they finally get back to you," I said: "go back." I just finished a man happy. Then you sent the message said: "not together good." Not good, I have not sent.
A few days ago, a local roommate said: "I should have never been to Yellow Crane Tower GDV fine wines," I said: "I have not been to Mount Huangshan." So close, yet so far, we are the same, is not it.
6, 7, 8, doing part-time, No. 8 was back small partner called to dinner, remote mid autumn, we gather to eat, drink, laugh at each other, come back to sleep. Until the early morning of the second day wake up and feel less of a mid autumn festival, fewer from my telephone greeting. I remember grandpa and grandma told me when I was young the fifteen moon in the sixteen round, sixteen that night I climbed onto the roof, roommates together, we rely on the roof railing, want to cry, but cry not to come out again. We come from different places, we also have different life, their heart different thoughts.
Life is a no return journey, who can not guess what will happen in the future, Burgundy wine may my love and my love of you is OK, well good.
Also the residence time in your QQ signature, "so near, so far". I spent the summer at home, you are at home, the same is a town, your life without me. Now think about right and wrong, should that sentence, we always meet the right person at the right time, yes we are all wrong.
Just a group of people after a meal, I said I wanted to go for a walk by the lake, they say a person to walk to have what mean, I said many people boring. Like a person walking, a person thinking of "two people" in the future, may be the way of thinking. Sitting on a rock, lit a cigarette, I look at the water itself, what time become so pale sad. The water lotus, look not clear, I want to take back to see, but again frightened, sitting on the side, far from looking at.
Write a good article, but always like to use words to record the life. I had always wanted to write a piece about us, about those years we lost. A few days ago you said "look at the table you", I said: "before seen, I said, Zhou Xiaozhi Lin said, we can't go back." You ask me: "they finally get back to you," I said: "go back." I just finished a man happy. Then you sent the message said: "not together good." Not good, I have not sent.
A few days ago, a local roommate said: "I should have never been to Yellow Crane Tower GDV fine wines," I said: "I have not been to Mount Huangshan." So close, yet so far, we are the same, is not it.
6, 7, 8, doing part-time, No. 8 was back small partner called to dinner, remote mid autumn, we gather to eat, drink, laugh at each other, come back to sleep. Until the early morning of the second day wake up and feel less of a mid autumn festival, fewer from my telephone greeting. I remember grandpa and grandma told me when I was young the fifteen moon in the sixteen round, sixteen that night I climbed onto the roof, roommates together, we rely on the roof railing, want to cry, but cry not to come out again. We come from different places, we also have different life, their heart different thoughts.
Life is a no return journey, who can not guess what will happen in the future, Burgundy wine may my love and my love of you is OK, well good.
