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A few days ago of a night, unexpected received hard phone. Are you free? What’s up? Almost nine. I and XX in ladies’ market hot pot shop, can come? …… To not come? Well, good, er shi fen zhong after to, we also two people. Green ants new grains wine, red mud small stove. Four of us around a table, watch hot pot heat spiral rose gradually and gradually wet air flowing a tipsy warmth. Cheering, push a cup to change between, unconsciously eyes became blurred together. I Mechanical through the amenities, joking, pretend to be easily, pretend everything see very transparent, show water quiet and indifferent, calm and collected, Dew trace, also tell others, such a wonderful life we have no reason not happy. Oh, only myself know, mood continue our to sink, sink again …… ******* separation, I do not know when has become my heart could not uproot a Thorn, in countless midnight, quietly tormented me. Suddenly feeling Chinese-text and profound, points, is put a knife into people Heart, abruptly originally together something separated. Always think, the person’s whole life, like hurry, carry luggage non-stop. From birth to death, from start-to-end, his behalf also will stab anyone countless. Can decree by destiny encountered, the same way, side by side into a long, also be fate and blessing. However the ugly side of life is, no one can never way xiangpei. Twenty years, the experience of seems also has experienced many, parting of countless, bereavement are also present. Although pain, however wave Fenmei tears after also can in late at night listening to “go go, are condemned to learn a person grew up”, and then quickly tune into their unique world, because unseen between certainty believe In drove own lonely way. Therefore, if to parting, I think I will haste pack up the man, face flat and, can’t find a bei bei qi qi. But, although early know all predestined, but when story creaking to end, I constructed by an independent and free self-world or quietly collapsed, inch tile without leaving. I infinite sad to find that, own not appear to have had hoped line such as cloud-like no fetters no attachment. I, has not put. This unprovoked tie him down with timidity and heartache, I deep fear, unspeakable attachment and sadness, soft, warm and sour. ****** If you in hospital spent, will shock in those creates with life miracle people. The kind of rescue desire, like a lightning split uncertain dark, let its beyond its own physiological and psychological limit and stand out in all mortal beings. Therefore, I also always looking a new beginning and a good direction, but every time of hope as air in colored bubbles that, within reach but still want to watch them a little bit of disillusionment and despair. A sad painting not, so, crumble slowly to the extreme, Heart of Edge also started a little, over and repetition of the thick blood scab. No longer to do meaningless hypothesis, because don’t know outcome will because of my efforts and change much. That stubborn struggle with inner deep dismay, away lingers, as Root of seed, even stop running, still will surrender, and then the inevitable involvement and wrong. Even if finally hit head broken and bleeding, but also willing. This, is the most thorough heart robbery. So, forgive my sensitive slender, forgive my cowardice, forgive me Spoony addiction of persistent, forgive not give up obsession. ****** Remembered at junior high school, every time suck will run to Zhu teacher for office crying. Comfort of discourse said a thousand times seems also are deaf, I still with a face take things too hard, not put ku xi xi expression as response. Finally, he sighed a deep sigh, made me a pessimistic prophecy: one day you learn to take sad, no matter what way. A prophecy. Memory of the fairy tale is slowly melting, instead, is boundless, as dark night heavy sorrow. Try to do a cold fool, don’t know anything, what also don’t care, and happy to walk, want to, has been, Enron face of the alternation of seasons and the cycle of life, heart is still beautiful clear; Try shielding sad, not allow yourself any leisure for memory pondered, to study hard, work hard, even make myself look lengthy TV series, listen to more joyful music, disseminated in audio-visual feast, avoid sad wake display. But, cold fool not anyone can competent, deliberately escape and change, end is hard. Be happy, be happy, can often be a look back, search less than happy shadow, some still just endless melancholy. So, I’m insane. ******* Silence in early winter is more like a kind of silence. I sat by the river, watching not seal of river quietly flows away, as this night as cool to bone, quiet people panic. Time passes quickly, really away from something, never hubbub, not moving, and that’s how — not sound endless to away, disappear. Bend over across river, what of the cycle of walking from my finger storage across, a flash without a trace. Year four seasons, four seasons a year, life seems to be in this endless cycle spent. Always believe, ethereal is not necessarily illusory; More believe, those who wander of numerous, will one day in beings of bitter looking for Yi under bring about an amazing, to people interpretation, world all things, somewhere already doomed, all helps to guide that vigorous gray trajectory slowly, never abandon, impartiality. Buddha said, death, just this period life form of disappear, out of this world, is inseparable from the three realms and six palingenesis which. Students also die, die is also, change of just the life of the form only. Cycle is wander, like a legend retained world, like elegant weak tea revealing of a ray of quiet, across nose, with people in the front and this life of infinite intent, around wandering, although bizarre, not not meet, meet in the lights dim, another in Swords, even meet in earthly every corner of. Brian Weiss in the past and present “in follow Catherine personal experience, for we drew a with bitterness and pain of different cycle, enough to prove that, ethereal bizarre is not illusory, World circulation, but there’s always have those things precipitation down. Hope, confused, joy, and sorrow. Because cycle, Life obtained reset opportunity, this life not, next life goodbye. Then life missing in a confused, a more open-minded, students also disliked, dead also not sad. I regard the simple conclusion as a guest. Cause I’m gone, I forget years, forget the palingenesis. ******* There is still a next intersection in my life, the next intersection, but maybe you will not appear again. 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