One nightOne lonely night
There are a lot of people have asked me, why are you so sad? Always will write let a person feel so heartache article?
The problem I have thought for a long time, still can't get the answer? Actually live in the world, each person, very sad, always not from the aspect of sad, to give others to see, even see what? That will only be sympathy, and from already but don't want to be pitied, thought it was a pity, for his own face and selfish, would rather abandon all, exactly a person how long, a person's road and how long it is. Now sitting in the classroom, I look at each of the students in the class, is noisy, and discuss problems keep himself had sat alone in the corner, writing an article, that feeling really good is unique, good serene. But such feeling, I also can have how long? Time is a second away in the past, don't want to lose, and as time slowly disappear, hard, very hard to keep the again, believe themselves can, in the blackboard in the classroom to include my past, I had, tell the class every student, I have, you too have had, just don't want to mention, raise hand, slowly hold, hold now I still have all, I don't want to wait until lost, that will change enough trails regret, open acoustics, turn to the most loudly, some put a he jiong upon their arrival time ", "forget for a long time didn't listen to this song, whenever I hear this song, you have a good memory, remember the feeling of this song first heard of time, is in my cousin's cell phone rings, as heard in that time, have been for a long time looking at the wall newspaper posted in the article, the in the mind suddenly have a feeling of relief, this article called" their ideal "after graduation, is that I write, that day I take this article up, read to the students in the class, and to each of the teacher in charge was there, and when I finished reading of that a moment, the teacher in charge and the class of the classmates cry, but I have to endure the tears, because I was the last of the leading role, I can't cry.
I have been so love to write articles, wrote the sentimental let myself think very heartache, and then tears again slowly down the pen, stop, deep sigh with, what am I to give up when to wait the day of a good?
The coming of the night slowly, the whole dormitory is I was the only one who, even if the night again, I'm not afraid of the dark, even if the room is again open, I also used a person sleeps, on a night like this I used to, don't turn on the light, because more lonely as no place to hide, and stood in the door of the dormitory, the light shining in the shadows, and is so long, raise hand to his own shadow, with his hand, saying, happy birthday! On April 17, today is my birthday, squat down on the earth with the hand, drew a circle in the circle, then draw a circle inside, and then draw on a few candles, this is I was 16 years old birthday cake, from his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes and lit a root, heavy smoke one mouthful, then slowly out of the smoke, a spit vanished, has not complete, the lonely or lonely? But it has been calling me, let I can accompany it, so that it can also with me, no longer let each other more lonely, thank you it has always been with me, and I spent with 16 years old birthday, no one blessing birthday, I think I can also has been very good, "said with tears break up, I would not let you go, her mouth and residual love no greetings" mobile phone rang, I accidentally see once, is calling her, I picked up the phone, hello!!!!!
She: we break up!
She suddenly to a word as, let my heart at the dispute cannot untie, didn't finish take out smoke, instantly fell, slowly die off, I calm for a few seconds, and said, why? Why do you suddenly want to break up with me?
She said dryly: because I'm in love with the other people, I'm and he go shopping together, so.
I: but today is my life...
Before I finish words, she was hanging, isn't she know today is my birthday? Uncontrolled tears streaming from the inside of the eye, I don't want to call back to keep her, because she is really not love I, or also won't just say the word, and ended the relationship between us, everyone to finally this is to leave me? Suddenly there is a thought flash across, I stand up, loudly shout: the HanXiaoFeng, I wish you a happy birthday! Even if you are a person, you will lead of very good, you know.

After Shouting, heart calm a lot, as if the world is just me, in the edge of the row back pain, even if a moment of joy or hadn't had a, lie on the bed, the body has been cold, even if the quilt cover, or feel cold, the face of the tears still remain, I by hand wipe gently, comfort from already, well, all in the past and don't be sad.

Slowly I close my eyes, at this time I really feel trapped, when I woke up, the sun from the corner of the window as to come in, warm warm, without a hint of icy cold of the residual, out of the dormitory doorway, that moment let me feel different and exciting.
The feeling of heartache no one will understand, experience, and said to the doesn't.
When a person is injured, feel the world only from already in sad, sad.
Actually living in this world, as had from already want, just by accident was rejected from already.
We will not always just to from already living for, will one day be around for yourself every man and live, although that will be very tired, but we much a persistent.
Walking in the street, why was everyone to see each other one eye, because it can remember each other's appearance, tell yourself, not only from already in efforts to live, then slowly forget each other, no longer remembered.


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Love-I said to calculate
When I became a witch, sit, the freedom of mop fly.

Don't want to be the queen, also don't want when Cinderella. Love, by my word.

As for those pushy also made my daydreaming rubbish. It is best to cast mana, will eliminate waste. Gone forever. Plus the seals, buried.

When I when I put the garbage on the sorcerer, into the water and sprinkle it on the road, evaporation, and buried.

And then, I now so happy in the home, giving a group, let the light of its exotic garbage out.

What a beautiful imagination.

Love, women still realistic. Don't because some foreign of garbage, to the good life destroyed.

Rubbish, is always the garbage, it don't know, you are just a use of product. Using such as finished, no any use value.

Love, women still awake a little. The love of life, based on a real live a peaceful day, slowly old. So, just a real life.

The child's good dad, don't worry, I'll take the rubbish clean, will be home is full of sunshine into the nest.

Love, I have the final say.

The child's dad, we will be good, will be a good life, also can be happy looking at and the child grew, and also will slowly grow old together.

Believe me, we looked at our baby from the moment of birth, we had meant to be together forever. No any garbage can stop our happiness.

Love, I have the final say.

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