The days when the Wind blows

Dream is always not clear whether it is real life or program code, also want to not understand, so heartache. I clearly see a bug in my life, I am in the dream of trying to modify the code to recompile my status, until the end, I always failed. The faint sadness in my heart, I was wrong. I can not change the code of life, compile my past, I just continued to write the next section of the code to continue the error. Shouldn't be like this, I can't do gentleness, so I can't help but disturb. How hateful, their grief also let more a person to bear it, how meaningless, what big clear truth all know, just so difficult to do it, so do not love themselves, no good take care of themselves. I am sorry I am also sorry for the future to meet you, a little bit, but it is so obvious black spots, I am confused, how can be so sad to make themselves, hurt others. Understand the self-knowledge but learn not to control, is not very spineless, so many days of the day, I suddenly understand a lot of things, pain tired of the injury, this knife is his own, the salt on the wound is also Satan, how sad, everything is their own. But can not find any other people's mistake, the original innocence and goodness is still where, loaded with too much meaningless sand, how to find where is their own secret, I do not want to talk about, do not want to remember, all the sad story of the past and the secret of the conversation, suddenly lost their own, suddenly this is not found the meaning of leaving, The past is not going to go on, no one to teach me how to laugh tomorrow sigh, the heart of the hurt, blocked themselves, the blockade of secrets. Do not buttonhole, do not retain, at least should slowly read their own sorrow, do not want in the ups and downs, not willing to fall, obviously very serious, very seriously, how to face this sudden knife, obviously you give, but let me stab himself, oh, how ridiculous, I am really too silly, yes, too silly. So many sad love songs, now listen to still quite accord with the state of mind, write really good ah, really good. Forget it, always meet the right person, wait, all you have to do is take good care of yourself. Quiet treatment of their own injuries, efforts to repair their own left the bug, yes, always meet better. I will silently say to myself, or I am so bad, feel oneself become good cheap ah, really do not care about it, not, or have to care about it, if do not care will not be sad, is to care about should not care about it, ah, is this. I can not admit that they are silly, the road is their choice, even if crying to go down on my knees, this code I could not repair the completion of a person, perhaps I need you to change, I realized that I was wrong, really, to say sorry to myself, to give love to my people say sorry, I am wrong to say sorry to the unsuspecting person you meet in the future. I will certainly double the good love oneself, gives oneself the best, diligently the work, the more misses the time to study, attempts to fill own collapse technical knowledge and the cultural connotation, as far as possible elegant styleTo ask yourself, at this point I really hope that time can span to a year later, how painful the understanding Ah, but the time or a lattice of walk, I will not waste their time, like in the university, then really hope that time jumped to three years later, because there is no certainty of their future is what appearance, Also want to know where they are three years later, do what kind of work, so much confusion, so many unknown, and so much curiosity, then what is it, but I can not face, can not bear the pain like a wrong person, if a year later, we separate, not a place, I will forget, if I forget, Then I am happy or memories of the Luo belt a sad, a year ah, yes, very soon, but it is very long. Every not busy time, I was painful, painful to look at the phone, the pain of a daze, painful memories, the heart is completely cool, and feel particularly sad! How the future, I can not imagine, I became bad at the same time also become indifferent, I began not to believe everything, I with the wave, I lost myself, so always indifferent, has been a person, quiet, sealed off their own, do not want to be serious!

Too much earthly noise, confusion, I just want to quietly waiting for their own world. Night less late, lying in bed do not go back and forth to brush the phone more lonely, the stomach is not good to eat less hot pepper cold food, a person to look at the book, Good things are worth spending time, so no matter how hard you now do not give up, think of how long it has persisted to here, but also a year, please take good care

What kind of world do you want? The life I wanted in the past is now fulfilled, but not happy. But now I want to live in the past!

The rain beat on the body, quietly walked all the way ...

2015-02-20

The days when the Wind blows