I can't think of the title, see the time on the computer, and make the title. I have jumped now, I have been 0:49. I plan to lying on the bed before 1:00, I only give myself 8 minutes. I don't know if I am growing up. Suddenly I feel that there is a need to record life, such as this blog. Nothing is constant. Today I said that I am happy, maybe I am sad tomorrow; I said I am alone today, maybe I am happy tomorrow; today I write articles here, maybe I will hit the road tomorrow. Even love will change, what else will it be unchanged? The beginning of feelings is because of alone? seems like it. But why I am alone so long, I suddenly encountered someone who I expected. Is that the feelings of feelings, isn't it just because of alone? What do I want? In fact, I am very clear. Just, the feelings are too complicated, people are too complicated, society, too complicated. There is also a feeling of black, but I think I will still go. I hope that you can give me a light, even if it is weak, I will work hard, even if one day has to stop. In fact, what is the use of these? Maybe tomorrow, I will change. Remembering the "left hand love poet", if I haven't forgotten you, please don't think of you.
