Yesterday dream is outrageous. Dreamed of death and I traveled with a companion, is not too much recently read the reasons for the cartoon. My dream is always fantastic and there are twists and turns like a movie plot. Sometimes , the plot of the dream as real, have often dreamed of myself from falling on a high white tower, like a white butterfly, sting short and beautiful V in the tower, then fall slowly, the screen together with the air condenses , for ever fall in the air, there is no end.
San Mao, made up a beautiful story, so everybody around the world envy, whom aspire to. I feel more and more able to feel her frustration and distressed, I could not bear distressed to expose those beautiful truth behind the story, she would rather stay in my memory the most beautiful one.
feel more and more, people are selfish animals, subconsciously leave for their own good, to erase those pain and sorrow. of time, those who do not always fade happy memories left behind some beautiful memories are always in every night to remind myself that I've loved, laughed and, although the hard way, However, more sweet than bitter. It a little bit more happy, sustained us in life is not beautiful, embrace hope, a smile forward.
side of the tears in the middle of the night, while said to myself: Who is not This side of the injured side of the school brave.
when the loss of a loved said to myself: every person passing along the street, which had not been falling out of love?
frustrated when said to myself: There is no way to go, but hh Looking back to those bitter, you will not feel bitter.
we are like a fragile comfort of their own heart hh
as fragile, just want love, just want to love and be loved in life. < br> not want to be hurt, so we subconsciously choose a self-harm can not be the principle, set their own rules, feeling their own lives, learn the courage to abandon the vision of others, to persistent hh
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