She doesn't know me, I don't even know my existence. But I am familiar with her, I understand everything about her. I know that she is lonely and satisfied in the strange desert; happiness and loss; also understand that she is a woman's sorrow and pride. I can even feel her deepest love for her husband, and the fans of her last life before she ended her life. She is happy, there are many people who love her; she is the most sad, and she is too thin, giving her talent that others can't have, but she does not allow her to have a long time. Many people envy her a lifetime of her drift, but maybe she can understand that she can understand the loneliness of drift ...
One
Young girl is sitting on the plane, beautiful clouds brushing a blossomed side. Her heart is crying, this is a rebellious daughter's deepest embarrassment! At the airport, the scene kept repeating in her heart, the mother could not stop tears, father's sigh and worried eyes were still in the eye, but she knew that she went back. Temporary, my loved hometown! In order to disturb the love of the people, this will make her painful ending, she must choose forgotten. I have to forget, I can only leave. From now on, it is destined to: drifting, it is her mission.
two
Before, it is a borderless and unbornful rolling yellow sand. The wind is in her ear, and the huge sand is not in the face of her white face. Looking at this desert, her heart began to retreat, what is the decision here? When she was confused, she saw a pair of arms only for her, when she laughed, it was her favorite Hi. She welcomed him, then, in the no neon desert, she spent a paragraph in her life, but also the happiest day because of his love.
three
sad,
It is the most chewable
taste.
If you don't pass this pain
- After the day, the year is passed,
It is impossible to play other people's lives.
happy.
sad,
There is no possibility of a booth.
It is forced
installment,
Even people have
capital.
She faces her face, standing without God, does not know what to respond. She felt, happiness, is slowly away from her. The eyes are dry, there is no tears, she tried to digest the news, the life of this life feels painful. She doesn't believe, and she is not willing to believe that even if she is the body of her favorite, she is in front of her eyes. Let's get up, I'm, my favorite husband, stand up and tell me, you just have a joke with me. Nothing, she is disappointed. Huge pain is like her heart, and the loneliness has never been emerging from all sides, and she turned into a person.
four
At the last moment of her life, she hesitated, fascinated. The dead god raised the sickle behind her. Finally, she was squatting, and the knife scored a deep wound on her fine wrist, but she was actually painful. Suddenly, her heart was so cheerful, this is not what she wants to find? She closed her eyes and waited quietly. In the darkness of the devour her consciousness, a highlight is slow, slowly approaching, modeled model, like a personal shadow. Who? Is she muttered, is it an angel? Getting closer, finally clear, he is Hi West, she is happy to call, but they can't speak. He yelled his hand to call her, she revealed a last beautiful smile, and the happy paradise is not far away.
Many people regret her, but people who really understand her will be happy. Love her friends, even if you are an atheist, you have to imagine this: On the side of the sky, there is a pure place called heaven, where there is a favorite flower, her The face showed a sweet smile, her side, her favorite Hiyi always accompanied her. Fives
you left,
Like a flying meteor,
Flying over your life of your vicissitudes.
you left,
Where is it not important?
Important, you left
- Sound and light.
