It's been a long time to come to this unfamiliar city, everything still feels so strange. Unfamiliar streets, strange people. In this large and bustling city, you will feel your own small. I have been going out of a day, and I will go back to go back at dusk. There are several olders on the road to flying a kite, but they have no heart to watch, but after walking, it is still not independent to stop. Looking at this kite and thought a lot. Feeling that you don't like this kite. I have been away from home, my thoughts are my only direction. Just like this kite, no matter how high it is flying, there is always a wire to make him tightly. This seems to have no line, is the only navigation in the direction of the kite, if you break free from this line, the kite lost the direction, and the consequences can be imagined. I don't know if this line on my body still exists, but I can feel that there is a direction in deep attracting me. I remembered my parents brothers and friends, I don't know if they are in the distance. Every time I will always have a few sentences to my family. In my heart, you can understand who you can understand, everything is not from expressing. I don't know if I am still the original, I don't know if there is any change, my thoughts are in my heart, and they make stalks. Suddenly I found that I did change, a bag of smoke, maybe I thought this is the only way I am only my love. Maybe I am wrong ...
