Or the town, a few years ago where high school, his alma mater has already become a kind of, the rain is potholes, sunny is always dusty playground into plastic, and the construction of a high-rise blocks, originally thought in the summer will not meet the teacher, still meet, can say what? Silently walk away, everything has changed here. The original memory let it stay in memory. Like this friend originally want to see also not to see, remember that a few years I always called pig girl I'm still a little Kuiyi youth ah, the total can not be separated from love. Contact her, but what should I say? These years of experience, but also some not happy, but who have, once again, sometimes not happy may be a long time.
Silently leave Lu'an this small town, a friend has a reason to come to see, regardless of the way. Maybe someone will ask you for help, don't be so concerned about it as if you don't have the fate, can help you help. And now I understand this sudden request. The trajectory of life will be a lot of intersection and a personal encounter, then continue to forward a lot of people will not Zaiyu become a passenger. However, the next time you meet will not know in which link.
Always feel oneself is a no root of the Ping do not know where to take root in. A person without a care, do not have to rely on, or after a lot of bearish daxitaibei. Listen to their elders always say that a home with the child will naturally stable, it may be so, with their own home has a responsibility to care, many things have to take into account the natural. I am a person, without such a mind, let me take care of things not so much. But think, the most splendid time cannot bloom the most charming flowers or end of your own sorrow.
This summer vacation to return home, or the same as the last. Quiet, do not seem to Xianghe, should be more appropriate for sorrow. A village only a few elderly people, a lot of the door full of weeds, and the dilapidated house. Last time, like this. Surprisingly large tracts of paddy field, and corn are race, green together. I can not help but to those who remain in the village old man of thought, with the development of society really want to abandon the country. The old man in the city is drinking milk every day, his time to exercise, eat white rice may also be a country to come out of the country. Look at the bent back in the field is busy, I admire them a little more or a little more.
Night, no stars, no moon, a dark, a bed placed in the night breeze. Remember that before the neighbors are talking each other day, at present only silence. Fell into a long time of thinking, has been walking on the road, you want to stop to see the scenery around, the relentless time pushed forward. Want glances, sea tide, misty rain misty can taste what.
Walking on the road, see the, encountered, you are suffering from the editor of his own story, faith in the pursuit of the heart of the ruler never lost, where people need to support their own roots.
