Also happylonely
West fall sunset, the beach is very quiet evening, had shown the desolation. Waves kept beating the rocks top key holder and the coast, the sea breeze from the sea gently blowing away, feeling a little cold.
And the same every time, or several of our sworn followers, and their only time together, I return to my true nature. I thought I could cover up the bottom of my heart long period of sentiment, but they can touch or catch the eyes of my depression, what is it? No, ah, how can? I hand off the front edge of the smoke to answer. You tonight, or more than what you eat, in this state? This cigarette smoke is really a pain in my eyes … …
I turned and walked the beach, shoes filled with the sand, just take off. Superficial sand barefoot to feel the warm and dry and loose, but also able to feel the next layer of moist sand cool and solid, the sound wave in the evening especially slow, especially soft. Think about it, how many more years to the time it was filled with ups and downs of the ocean waves? Many years it39s time to put rocks softly into the sand erosion, and their uniform at the foot of the floor in my?
I have the impression that in this deep blue sky Po, of breathing in the sea and downs, as well as the land under the moonlight, have a person accompany me. I quietly, an impulse towards the sea would like to, I would like to loudly call the desire, heart may have a perception, hope, longing. In fact, love a person, not just the feelings of more than just strong … …
a rapidly passing from the front, I do not know it was not a lonely singer, is not it also has a lonely nature of the soul, is not it always have to abandon? Suddenly there is a floating Xiao Sassou39s comfortable, gradually up to my heart. I found the air cleaner was amazing. Securinine would like to drive more than an ideal boat,far, far away from the hubbub of city life with fetters bound, I see it as quietly enjoy a quiet, lonelyinto the dream of his.
Waves, sandy, and the moonlight far put behind them. Looked at his daughter39s face made of flowers, feel the joy of her, but also my happiness. I finally understand that each of the path traversed to have this journey has its reasons, each of the future to go up there as it had to take. On the whole human life has been like an artistic creation wondering, I already have started before, I will not come to a halt after, not the end. And my season, my existence, it is this long process of essential skills that every decision I have every promise, and even leave a mark on the wrong city … …
