To youth-to the bottomless sadness

To youth  --to the bottomless sadness   a few rolls of snow rain, a few volumes of wind, Jiangnan has long been the smoke water blurred. Youth is a beautiful sadness, in the rain south of the stone Road extension and can not see the end, sad, endless.   Once walked through the four seasons of the world, and the beauty of the youth have no words of the agreement; Jasmine floating in the dusk of the mysterious fragrance, finally, I still grow up, accompanied by happiness and sadness. Just, that sadness, bottomless.   Cold night wind, give a faint uneasiness, yin cold air, full of anger and unbearable, broken soul, do not bear the fleeting loss of their own and youth meet, wandering, the ends of the earth, all the way to listen to the sound of the wind, listen to the sound of the rain, listen to the sound of youth and endless.   I see the distant space and time, wandering heart by the invisible line entangled, stiff standing soul, from the bottom of the foot has been cool to the bottom of my heart. The sorrow of reality is inseparable, and the past is beyond reach.   Abuse of the crowd and the distant fleeting, with some sympathy and comfort, ambiguous air, let people at a loss, as if everything with youth involved unclear. The air is a little depressed, less some of the self-consciousness of youth. Such a scene, can only make lonely people more lonely.   Stray cat knocked down the white porcelain vase, the fragment of the vase was trembling on the ground, I heard that is the voice of youth broken, neat and not muddy. Small courtyard moist moss in the rain pure growth, let me feel slightly warm.   I am always waiting for a reason to make myself strong, slowly, waiting to become a habit. There was a moment, my mood out of control, there is always an accident, fortunately met youth, provoked tears, also provoked a laugh.   Once someone let me no longer lonely, inexplicable smile, the eyes of sadness, see Clearly, can be lonely heart is still in this world alone, weak weak hidden emotions, and then did not the original arrogant proud, frustrated in the anger, also by the youth to grind the edges and corners, into a docile lamb. Time to go so hasty, we can not look back, looking back on the youth has become a static state, become rightfully, no doubt.   If I can, I want to write down my regrets and sadness, even if can't find the heart of the logic, also never vague, for themselves, for youth. Thousands of emotions converge the nib into a paper, between the lines of dehumanizing and sadness, people shocking.   Many people have, but no one when the youth and the bones of cowardice, and the pain of youth, but is endless.   I care about the youth go too fast, care about the youth hurt us. Because of care, so we have blunt pain inside, without warning tears. The end has been so, the reason is no longer important. A touch of tears, all kinds of thoughts.   I love is not go back once, I am sentimentally attached to the endless youth, even if I no longer have,And I'm glad I had it. Just, there is a moment, I feel very sad, laughing, heartless, hide all the sadness, that moment, I think the youth is no longer perfect, become insincere, only bitter smile, and then arrogant, then lonely, the air is a hint of the chill.   Youth scattered, I gradually feel panic. Sometimes, I think the sky will collapse, in fact, my own heel accidentally stood crooked. But I simply have a fake heart is not, I believe I am me, I believe that tomorrow, I believe that youth has no horizon, in youth and flee the same time, can still be very naïve.   Life to our TV series like endless imagination, but I still thinking of my youth, endless, emotional shame, complex thoughts to stay in the place I face indifferent, I feel the crushing, broken heart sound is so sad. The pain of youth together with the breath of youth, endless, I feel unbelievable.   Empty silly courage, trembling soul forced me backwards, finally I can not drum up courage, to chase a distant heart. I feel sad, this sadness, unfathomable, but I also want to pretend tenderly, in an instant, the pain of youth makes me split.   A inattention, personnel has not, youth has become a legend, I see the bottomless sadness of youth, endless.

To youth-to the bottomless sadness