Riyuerusuo, in this slightly cold in the winter, the sky is dark, like I sad state of mind, walking in the desolate air, covered bathed in drizzle fell on the heart, revealing the sad eyes, those painful memories are intertwined, the whirling scattered prints, as if they do not understand life's sad scene.
- Yi blue,
I can almost hear the sound of heartbreak in the drizzle, beating my heavy heart and knock on my heart hurts. I heard the vehicles Ming with heartache voice, moaning With the cries, no one knows my sorrow.
I was happy in the last year of the campus, we met on that one, we have become a pair, we believe that the other party is everything This is how we found each other in the future through life he (she). Even if two people with the noisy, sad tears, but we still both love each other, the green love in our hearts warm sunshine. He flies in the campus last year, he was gone. I am still in school there one year of study. To the attachment phase of the senior year next semester, I left the school filled with joy to see him. Finally after a night drive to Beijing, November temperatures have been cooler to wear thin, I still can not stop, I see his excitement, perhaps this is the love force. Now go back and think about their own time of excitement and happiness. The air is filled with the sweet taste, look around Beijing is so beautiful, where his world would feel beautiful.
On the Xiangshan Maple windward reddening, slowly falling in the people's praise, sparse, leisurely fluttering, red, heart warming, it's static, worry about the people. He is a poet poems sad poem, it is the aesthetic mood of the young girls hearts, it is the artist saw as a beautiful picture, it was the tears of sad hearts. But that is the happy memories of my mind.
Now I want to go take a look as beautiful and happy fake gucci sunglasses, even so, feel right now is not the same, perhaps I see more of the inner desolation, leisurely depressed. There are too many things because of its sky, because it is beautiful because it is depression, because it is in the embrace of love and happiness, because in my mind, beauty, love and came to Beijing. Beijing's fast pace of life, I go to work every day to work a day, a lone figure in the streets of Beijing Rush and over the cold north wind blowing in my mind, colder. Was like the wind falling maple leaves, no one has seen, no body will be hard. Eyes in laughter, and tears spinning, sweet heart, but now, his eyes were laughing, tears in the spin, but their hearts are sore. Another that he had never disappeared before my eyes, is he cruel to me from his world forever erased. Looking back, think he is so ridiculous, I was just a passing, nothing more. At first, pestering me, him, mess with my nerves, because without him my heart, my heart I love the people. However, he is still very nice to me, he wanted to take care of me, though he knew he should not be like this, because he understands my heart I love the people. For which the two of us often so much noise is not happy, I know sometimes I do absolutely, very hurt, I do not want to hurt him intentionally. But sometimes I also wish to rely on him, but I know that was my temporary illusion, my conscience told me not to. This stalemate in the company for more than three months, this is not the long-term solution. Day hurt my heart tormented in fact, although I do not want to hurt anyone, you do not want to do too absolute, but in the end the wounded man indeed.
Perhaps really is the fate of make fun of people, he left the company to find his life, I also left the company, I drifted from Beijing alone, Zhejiang, I understand that my work should be stable. Destined together again after we separated, that he said he would wait for me, I said six months, I come back to you that I have thought. Formally stepped into the society, more and more pressure on me, my boyfriend is also less and less, may also be because before we hurt each other too much, may also be that we are all mature. Is really mature or have become accustomed to each other. Remaining after the love is what? Is the relationship between a dull, faint, so faint life, I do not want to hurt my boyfriend does not want him to know too much, want time to go slowly healing, I would like to wait for him to come out to find the stable down to talk again things between us. But I often fantasy goodbye to another of his scenes, but then we have changed it, we've become a stranger. Because he has been erased from his world, what conventions have become a bubble, melt into the sea, drifting into the air burst.
If I hated his own humble, the hate their own hesitation, but whether it is more to be pitied. Humble mercy hesitate to use kindness, mercy no one understands. It has been said to me, "When you can not protect a person, you let her go ..." When I've tried everything to protect the people I love, but I was hurt, and physical injuries can heal my heart on has left a scar. Still no one to protect me, sinking, touch on the easy broken heart, already fragile like a bubble at any time.
In fact, I know my heart better than anyone else uncomfortable, I 有苦说不出, I do not know myself to what I do not know my heart is in the end want to do, why always so vague, I do not want to hurt them , but hurt the most weight of my own replica gucci belts, but you see less crying. Let the late autumn cold evening breeze blowing in my heart, because only it can understand the temperature, let it misty darkness into my heart, because only it can hear my cry, I can not see my heart, I lost self, in fact, I am alone, the heart of a sense of insecurity has been floating.
The ticking sound of the rain, wet my heart, and the gloom of the sky, enveloped my heart, I am so quietly, quietly watered with tears, my years.