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2014年12月16日
Summer has gone
Time is too kind, any cut in the darkness, and let thoughts suddenly self embark forget the pain train, frantically tearing past the memories.
 
Biting wind relentlessly wake me from sleep office furniture, my heart shuddered, whole body exudes the biting cold, cold air filled my eyes, cover my hazy vision. My consciousness gradually clear, the original summer has gone.
 
Seems to remember, just yesterday, I silent reading their favorite books in the sun, writing his own love of poetry, but also all the warmth greedily appropriated; remember the sky is too warm, accompanied by thunder down a field has a hearty rain, but not with the slightest chill let me be able to grow different. Remember, it is summer, then I do not exaggerate, not impetuous, only know how to simply grow, grew up and became a young look.
 
I always persistent, continue to let his thoughts go back, back and forth. Wind, if there is no direction, do not stop its whereabouts, should the case, it would be well!
 
In the wind and rain "hissing" sound culturelle, I left the city, that I used to love the city in the night in a daze, my sadness also follow along to leave. I thought I could go without the care of, I thought I could not miss, not love, but I will still be in the dark in the rain accompanied by thunder woke up, still secretly miss turned out that getting and tears ...... is summer, everything turning to a beautiful illusion, but it is still fighting back tears, said strong words.
 
The sun is too hot, burns up my young heart and slightly sad memories, as always. I still blindly like that summer. Many days and nights, I especially miss the direction of home, nestled ever forget, forget the gentle hand in hand; a lot of days and nights, I miss those extra a sweet smile, but tired of tears, I do not know heaven are they safe? Well wait, vigorous growth, desire to live quietly without dispute, the final exchange casual end, in order to trace the years of a loess! It turned out that took place in the summer, there is joy, there is sadness.
 
Helpless, the situation has been the break, the wind took me from that summer abruptly pulled back to the cold and biting reality mercilessly thrown in the cold and wet winter, leaving a shell shivering in the cold. Cold waves hit, those lonely soul was suffocating, I suddenly felt that right and wrong, it did not, it does not matter all have switched.
 
A pot of tea, a glass of liquor, I drank enough to the joys and sorrows; burst of wind, a blizzard, enough to settle his life miserable.
 
My feelings become fragmented, and there were numerous seemed like leaves have the same doomsday-like sadness, lost its way in the wind hair transplant, one step short of going to perish.
 
Unconsciously, too tired to go, even the heart has become empty, I became very panic, wanted to walk slowly, slowly stopped, only to be cast aside, and so on all the way to his own soul, so that their world will not break in the winter, and will not eventually become an empty shell, shivering in the cold.
 
Sky, cold wind blew away my nonstop sadness, my thoughts lost direction, but I can not help but think of the summer away ......
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