The hour is walking, the minute hand is walking, the second hand is walking, but the time is like being stretched indefinitely, suspended in all the space, congestion is not breath. And life, seems to be fixed in this moment, but also just seems.
Pause at midnight, the moon's light is broken into a series of ellipses, and then become the stars, covering the entire sky, instead of the moon love Lonely people.
How sad can a man be? What happens when you're sad to the extreme?
I have a dialogue, in her, in the world, slowly flow into a brook, winding forward, day and night singing distance, heart but love the past, tossing and turning, eyes are white. All the sleepless, all the endless, all because of this desire to survive, so do not care about loneliness, do not care about the cold alone.
Definition of happiness.
In the history of Western philosophy, Epicurean is the founder of hedonism that happiness is happiness, and Socrates, Hegel and other perfect doctrine that happiness is the spiritual perfection.
may be too superficial, or so-called young, we always look down on the world, and then badly beaten, and then scarred, some people learn from the timely turn, some people opinionated, incurable. So, there is a dispute, with irony, with him and his differences.
There is such a time, at the table to hear a word, emotions like caving mountains, Rumble, tears down the cheek into the bowl, deliberately bow, bangs covered with eyes, not afraid to sound, afraid to be seen, scared to be heard, can only pretend to eat, choked to respond to each other's words, and so the eyes slightly dry, Rushed into the room, heartily release the flood of the burst, the reckless ...
Occasionally turn out old photos, have a healthy family, have a sincere friend, have a crush girl, and that dwarfish dwarfish me.
The color of the years is dark yellow, like the old lights at midnight.
I still grow up, no matter how many times feel the heart will collapse, feel life no hope, I still step by step to the present, carrying a small dream, even in some moments, it even like to extinguish the same dim, but because I believe that it is always burning, always with me well.
Happiness is to cut the onion red eyes, is to see you go to the heart of the blessing, happiness is my words only you understand, is not to be optimistic about the simple persistent, happiness is a good test results, is that you let me accompany you Father's Day, happiness is not to see you can hear your voice, happiness is the teaching of misery, Happiness is the time to wash the unbearable disturb, is a strange move, is the cold of pain, is my every minute every moment of feeling.
Is the heart that looks forward to happiness!
I have a dialogue, never say with people, buried in the bottom of my heart, and finally become a happy confession.
I have a dialogue.