Autumn is my favorite season. Travel, is a habit. And this fall, I did not step way to find colorful autumn, just sit quietly in front of the computer experience for all Denon. Autumn, has been installed in my heart, through the place more, here and there, it is no different, where is home? where are walking the journey of life. bed side on a table to hand, can pick up those travel magazines, TV inadvertently switching the remote control, you can switch to a special travel program. diurnal miles, take the eight hundred nights, the ancient Maxima standards. Today, my heart felt ready to go across thousands of style throughout.
starting from three years old, I used to follow each of my grandparents retired to just walk around several times, the kind of travel, give my heart put a tag: not the same as the distance scenery.
in my student, walking, it became my regular programs each season. where to go, what relationship, if scenery, good enough. and what people go, it does not matter, because those beautiful enough to make people forget all the wide world will expand the capacity of the heart. go together, is sufficient to become friends, though, sometimes only hours of friends.
At this time, heavy night out the window, I lit the lodge table lamp, in fact, it is on or off , also does not matter at this time.
in the game fish, fishing lake in Longquan, from time to time have the children over the Tianshan kill me, I do not know why he will kill me, the beginning, he Technology group attacked the owner of fishing here, but also killed one of my fellow Young. Of course, eventually he was wore green, I get hung up word. Since then, he repeatedly came to aggressive behavior, fishing on the fishing it, this is not the PK site, I've just got to go a dozen times. Just as I finish is so unreasonable. I do not know what nerves or abnormal state of mind, why are strange to provoke others.
punk v, the image of the monk and lovable dolls, and what people do not know at this time team in the game. hooligan, I used to call him. He was a playmate in my Denon. but, this time, the upgrade is much faster than me, he has no team Daguai with me the possibility of light per day of a few mutual greetings to the Denon added a touch of warm fall. I like a touch of friendship.
punk pop up that word.
. I really have become accustomed to this kind of used to it. the kind of short-term loss, the network is another life to give you life experience.
those who lost friends, and occasionally in the years to come suddenly on the other a place to meet. met, it seems that those who will only bring a touch of greeting: and more continue along the direction of their walk. intersection point will thus become bland. the kind of meet, really meet each other not as good as remembered.
punk, I really have become accustomed to the world of the Dragon you are there every day on the line, attention online friends, I would be very concerned about whether the hooligan. In fact, he was in or not, does not affect the contents of my game. only to have him on the Denon, and my heart will be more Enron and a bit warm. friend, is such a pretty empty concept. I'm not a person on his friends, but friends still experience will touch my heart.
I am a well-developed lacrimal gland, and this do not blame me, This is all my fault inherent in the genetic blood. My grandmother, my aunt, my sister, my paternal family, the women are like people who can not stand the farewell scene. So, every time I meet with them after the difference, I will go decisively, bite the bullet, and never look back, or scenes of a flood of tears that will make others think that we are often doing or dying.
at the computer, I often because of a friend goodbye and tears, this time, I do not need control. Although, maybe ten minutes later I am still laughing Yen will open.
hi poly do not like bulk, is the nature of certain people do not know that it is human nature advantages or weaknesses.
in my concept, it is a journey of life, no one will spend our whole life. slow early, we have to say goodbye to partner with their peers. Looking back, is yesterday's sadly parting; forward still waiting for your landscape is unknown, different faces.
this fall, I live in Dragon years. real and unreal.
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