Waved yesterday

Today is not a disease to across the xu 2010 grace, a 2011 amorous feelings, guilty, the beautiful scene haven't even watch carefully, and one place new, the charming scenery immediate and present before my eyes.

Look back over the past one page history, those who warm me, and be my warm person, is so familiar and unfamiliar; Those who had been moved me, also touched my people, though but again there, near at hand in my the journey of life, you will daub, a strong dignified color, so bright and so ChenDian.

At the moment, seems to have less important dispute blame....... After all the life of people always met countless, encounter Lin Lin always, difficult to do the will of everything. Who is not a traveler who in the life? Who is not who catches the eye and a place landscape? Who is the who's who? How much more will life more distressed, even if again more than it again and again and how?

So really should thank all of the memory. Thank you all once gave me all, depressed frustrated; Happy satisfiedly; Moved by the warm, each kind of feeling is so true nature, seems to be happened yesterday, gently haunted by lingering,; Every flavor is so special, bitter sweet taste is a long, hard to forget.

Thank memory of people that, just let me have the sweet and bitter experiences sometimes taste of chance, will not encroaching in realistic society lost themselves, just keep blind, resulting in vain. And more clear oneself, wise to gradually adapted to the all, always cherished a grateful heart, on the way of life is more and more go easy.

Imperceptible stroll the world of mortals for many, many years had passed through the romantic, also seems to turn and walk steadily, maybe one day a hobbled, years too in a hurry, or become tomorrow today, today again back for yesterday, still too late to satisfiedly comfort; Still too late to regret, countless feelings of sadness became intertwine moment early in the past, and stopped yesterday effectively locked in memory, the most deep place. Occasionally a person, from time to time to remember things, such as the tide of thoughts as to spread around quietly.

Has been like quiet man. Total love immersed in the world, the silent a carefree, can't seem to the rapidly changing and times synchronism. Occasionally graffiti a few words of text and solace boring feeling lonely, enjoying the time, no matter whether other people see would be a farce.

Always wanted to be in a kind of looking to move, looking for a kind of truth, always want to in imperceptible in can also to move others, warm a memory. Even for you to set a bunch of brilliant, woven into a golden clothes, wear in your body, warm a life; For you to pick a silver fai, light your feet the rough road, will not feel the night is too long to pick a way: the most resplendent star, gently in the palms of your hands, it will tell you is silent gold will eventually as well as it flash.

In the years between junctions, gently combing the still have a heart, the down on the earth, with the noise of the eyes looked world of profusion, busy, a silent long heart gradually awaken scorching heat, after all the new new century to resist temptation, suppression, not the joy to use the filled with enthusiasm to welcome the New Year. Let I picked up not happy mood, gently brushed the memory of the old, let it into the sky with clouds, the wind or so go!

Remember the past-calm! Laugh to the future-to force!