Noon bell rang, this mother originated from your doorstep, Aspen at the same time plop kneeling within the lower limb for my father, together with cried: "Dad, I'm sorry, That i was initially the college hair brush, may not be eligible to do any exam. "

Heavy to several deep breaths once again feel the taste of spring , even if there is too much sadness , they have this piece of waving green . Some people like the way of life , something to leave , you can only turn away , and these people , these things already doomed , and we have only one intersection, the intersection too, we have to return to their own trajectory.

Also enjoy the delicious winter time, because only to the cold when we can eat sauerkraut stewed pork , so delicious , unforgettable. People gathered around a charcoal fire , and then rinse the pot support on copper stove talking and laughing and happy .

Since then, I can not sleep day and night , in a wanton sad lonely person , able to escape the feasting, able to escape the hustle and bustle of the Red , also able to escape the thoughts of you , past love, and more want to live in the depths of your soul , in the corner of your heart , looking past my shadow , turning picking up old memories of you and me , even if already covered with moss , with full of dust , so I used to love to clean , and soul to watering , Yongming to cherish , even if only to be able to wake up your moment nostalgia, short gentle enough .

Written in the early morning of MaySong, in this city of glitz, unrest somewhat restless.