Near May, leave the school, leave four years of life, have learned the place to learn. It feels a bit messy, thousands of Wan Xue, do not have a head, it is better to finish.
Whether it is good or bad, it is a jealous, and the years will always be engraved in me.
The ignorant madness, light floating, with four years of time, with my youth, such as the fog in the morning slowly open. Leave it is thinking and desireing mature heart.
What did you get? What did you lose? I have asked themselves many times. The answer is not very. I can't give my satisfaction. I can't change it. But I am grateful to me People, they let me know that the world is difficult, they let me see the ugliness, good and evil. They are what they have long.
Life is always accompanied by joys and sorrows, regards regret as a kind of gain, you will find the dawn of the shadow. Maybe. I really want to thank my people who love me, I have not let you be happy, it is my sorrow. We are all unfair. Love makes us grow, let us understand this world, let us have no normality ...
The people I love, leaving the whistle for you, it is reluctant to me. I hope that in the future, I will learn to forget, learn to cherish, learn, I am eager to give you but Didn't come to you everything.
A glass of wine, drinking uneven friends, I can't comply with my heart. When we re-gathe, do everything still? Years will make us change? Let's go. Let's go, this one of this one is not The promise of changing is a commitment to meet, we will give each other!
May we go all the way ...
