Every day, always eager to have a period of time alone, with a roll of silent heart, walking in a deserted field stem, accompanied by the setting sun afterglow, quiet, plain, ordinary. Not for who sad, don't ask who sorrow, with a soft, from time to time to look back, watching the shadow still, footprint still, so, continue to walk forward. When has been out of the field stems, back light is no longer, but there is still proud of the footprint, perhaps not dazzling, but there is a clear gel enough, so, just quietly, quietly drunk in a breeze, quiet, plain, ordinary cooling towel.

Love without regret

Once that, he is a very rational person, can eventually is found, the original or do not understand their own. That night, like a lost heart, eyes, is you, is also your sleep, a strange feelings can not suppress like spread, wrapped the confusion of thoughts in mind, graceful as words, flow turning that no distance away, leaving only a often in heart ringing tones, a pillow indelible cool. Now, each other faraway, in former days like that only under the brow, but the heart of melancholy is not clear, but I still remember Dr Max, there was a person, let me deeply love; there was a net if Qiushui long days, taught me what is love. Since then, even the old, time gone, will understand, love, love without regret!

The green years, along the way, there have been many times when I look back, turbulence in a calm heart, now dare not easily to think, is really fear. Mr. Lu Xun once said: "true warriors, dare to face the bleak life, and dare to face up to the dripping blood." Indeed, but true brave warrior, and could dim truly unafraid to every look back company formation in hong kong? Really put it down when the depths of all suffering and joy, sorrow and pain? When those years ago people and things, in a quiet day, ran in front, real warrior, can really be able to resist deeply sorrowed heart?

A landscape, a passer-by. White Luo Mei had such a word: "all of the world's encounter, are reunited after absence." The past, I and others have had many wonderful encounter, otherwise, this life and can be so free to imprint is engraved on my heart. Heard that there are many gate night lights, there are how many ambitious dreams. In those years, the heart of the tiger day, to a nameless longing, I have missed many beautiful scenery along the way, Silent Farewell, lovely scenes were really became again also could not return. Look again, eventually end, inhuman, non-material things, things in the past, people in the world. Love is difficult, but the final powder......

"There is no bodhi tree, nor stand mirror. Original none thing, where the dust." Every time I think of the words of Zen of Huineng, there will be some new experience. That everything in the universe has a reason for its existence, every life has its good or bad outcome, we don't have too much questioning foundation,. In the mixed warm days, we just need to have a light heart can. Not to be high official positions and riches infection, don't hate Qingqiu blinded for love, look at everything from a positive perspective, indifferent, treat all. Then, the seeds of dreams nature can bloom in confused world "the flower falls, those past years still can like years ago that grace million, and we can thus, calm, not panic old.

Each story, is a curtain of the long-awaited dream. The end of a story is a dream, no matter how did the story end, we do not have to go to do, as long as remember, had a dream, let me understand a lot, but will not remember, dream dream, whispering......