Did not say goodbye , miss the habit !

May last chapter, Orioles magpie are owned by the South, this time always used to revel in the hundreds Feng Qiming buzzing when the sounds of nature that; June prelude, flowers are blooming, the flowers at the moment is always used sidewalks while blooming was refreshing fragrance. Let it's like to invite you to taste and a magnificent summer, when I look back to the floor only to find people to do is empty, Suddenly the wake reminds me of me if you already do much speech, so full of lonely I understand that the passage of time but still not used to your departure!

past is always like a naughty child [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], regardless of settings, from time to time the jump to the present, mixed with frustration like headache; tears is the naughty elves, always escape to the outside world, covered with wounds Sese springs at full, all only because of nostalgia for past events.

Bao Jianfeng from tempered, and after read it slowly and it contained a dozen sword gentle enough. Always used to enjoy their own half outline with lace, just if I always used to look back on the set painted picture of dozen. Often kept behind the memory read, can not help out two clear streams, and I already got used to miss.

When thoughts become a habit [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], will always be invited in a toast to the moon without knowing more than when placed under a few glasses [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], because the shadow of blurred vision or because the light is still nostalgic past of a laugh?

When thoughts become a habit, always will be full of unhappy memories of time past many years can not help, because sometimes it past towering, or because the past can give little comfort to expect?

When thoughts become a habit, always break the sky in a meteor more baffling when the petition to the heavens, this time because of excessive luxury, or prayer to bring rain, because hope thoughts?

Magpie eventually to the West back to the Orioles, flowers, eventually to wither away. Good times are always short, just the endless exchange of thoughts. Long years of seemingly instant has come to an end, bid farewell End of the World after the scattered thoughts into the source.

hard as you and I will pursue a dream, the wind will blow, the rain also hit, but so Chennai Ruo He? Indifferent, and 笑看风云淡, Ying magpie will come back, the flowers will eventually re-opened, better will eventually come back.

(Editor: Juelian Red)