Just chatting with the outside girl, suddenly remembered, in a bunch of 2002 letters found this paradise, I used to touch my heart.
Each of us is a clown, walking on the stage of life, walking, doing some people think that you should be able to be competent, but he is afraid to die. Whether it is the first attempt, still countless, I hope that others will help others, and they are afraid that others are not solving, so they have to disguise their own lack of lack like a clown. Each of us is a small role in a cold eye. It is considered that the success of the outstanding person should be, and the universal of the outstanding person is the gesture.
