Fragrant floating night, occasionally a star-filled sky, occasionally pinpricks, occasionally was in darkness. Night always let a person fancy unceasingly. And tonight, as always, is like from general yesterday borrowed.

Thought that is shown slightly puffed up because of the wind brought cool and refreshing and become lovely, but it took thin light rain panic to the ground, wet spawned a depressing moist air together outside the window, the light will not well-known floret, devastated the ground only petals. Probably, on what the branch no more!

Light lots of, that messy scene not consciously make mood of sense of desolate up, an intense sadness eyelid, as if out of the cold winter, receive of fog upset linger in the deep, occasionally looking around and water embellish contact, but let person ice into the bone marrow.

Those who were buried in the story of the moisture, in this sentimental moments, slowly sprout, growth, gradually take full of sharp thorns branches, swallowed with each inches of skin. The day of the dies, the road never to return, not come day the road ahead, after a long, long, full of thorns.

Was looking out the window of the scene, rain and curtain such as hazy yarn, with light blue house layer upon layer, wrong, after seemed all but dead, and lonely leaves with the breeze of the grown old is a lonely feeling, like abandoned the puppets, even light and bright, also let a person feel dark lonely, cold make people love dearly.

In reality of anguish, always think they lived in before the happy memories, and those who never stopped chewing in of the past, however, of the fingertip and a sweet savor across leave much? From the memory walked out, and they knew that this is all trouble, but is more pain is double.