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2014 年 2 月 20 日  星期四   晴天


I want to look at the sky 分類: jishi

Life over quietly in the head, cast shadow mottled deep, time gaps in the us with vigour and vitality, march off, leaving the once over, over.
Be reduced to fragments of memory is a puzzle, I didn't have the time and opportunity to complete the scattered part. The clear once the burning in the firmament of baby blue sky, only a thin desalination silhouette, with no reality whatever in the edge of the heart, Anan surrounded a social oxidation corrosion heart.
The speed of light in the development of the times, I do not know how many people were killed in the time gap. We do not know tired to go to the next station in life, but does not know what is the end or the beginning. He was standing in the fleeting time shake to stop the river once, watched us drifting further and further away. In the feelings, mind empty pale era, what we actually get? The curtain fell the bustling desolation.
Remember only a short while ago look up to the blue sky, the sky was clear watery blue reaching far beyond the horizon, like a newborn baby faint blue eyes. Can't remember which year which month one day, just remember that in the sky is so happy. Laughter is always far throw into the distance, in the Baiyun stretches between infinite. Time is always very short, cheerful brook sang along. But don't remember when it first started, everything changed. Day in and day out life deep sky in the sea, the children left home in a silent cry, the soul can not find the back direction. The blue of the sky, is a kind of disease.
Only in high speed rotation age, the deep sky grew sad hanging in the headspace. Summer hot and bright, fresh and green plants over the rise and dance in a happy mood a lonely gray sky, extend be nonplussed over sth.. People come and go in a hurry hurry buried his head in his own way, no one to pay attention to it because of lost beloved balloons and sitting in the roadside sad child. The dust dancing in the sunlight, hurt people be in a hurry to depart the eye. They through the flowing of the sun, I once saw the blue sky. A speeding car roared past, awaken them to the mechanization of a dead-alive person. Time to stop being dry sun corner, lonely stay in the air, the water molecules coagulation with masses, damp and annoying. Chaos and dark days, I can't see clearly once the road.
Under this sky, a heart becomes Meng Dun, ignorance in the oppressive atmosphere, to avoid the original truth, goodness and beauty. In order to happiness and go, or ignore the most true to myself, to break the heart bottom line. The color of the sky has long been ignored, people just keep moving, toward a do not know the end gone.






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