I live in an empty room, a only belong to me a man's room. There is only the mother will come a few back, for I tidy bed. Occasionally dialogue is a few sentences, then after I alone am left slowly, slowly to the look, slowly write. But oh, little some music, making how comfortable atmosphere increasingly depressing some. I'd just returned to stay to enjoy a quiet, see only I can see window scene.
Long time no note window scene, but didn't find the change, has such strands of green outside the window, no longer hang down only a few branches withered bar and some desolate just. And the TanChiShui, once and fresh life already tired of the pond fish, because that has not once the pond water, fish in the rise of meiyu had the bad luck of the escaping from the pool. Only the trees still struggling in a pool, though only a few on the dead branches, but why, you still don't willing to away from him?
The sunshine here and not enough, but also appears dark, the soil is not fertile, issued a few word instead still stank. Even that only the sparrow is not willing to visit your ShaoTou. Why can you still so persist? If you are willing to left to remove, everything became enlightened. There's a pond, you go to, someone will take you as a place to appreciate beauty; Even midsummer season, fish are also willing to seek in your shadow. But why don't you walk? Do you have any care?
Maybe I'm too strong, because everyone is different. Maybe you have your beliefs, perhaps here are your beautiful memories, if not, what is worth you miss?
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