Apr. 24, 2009 - In June and leave and not come back
I have not good at the sensational. Although I have. This time last year, said the Colombian button then, you must also have so many good faith, had come from. I noncommittal. I understand the new friends at the same time refusing to new friends.
Fall back guy that trip, and then go
Serena came back that winter trip, and then go
This spring Shunsheng trip back, and then go
This summer we are back, and then everyone leaves
Everything quietly changed. I could do nothing about it.
Unable to retain their youth, I know. And not catch a lot of things, such as water. The corridor in the dormitory was heard singing the July , I said to him, you see, in fact, we simply do not have the in July. At that time we have left. In any case this reincarnation began. We have a farewell gathering, but also to take photographs, but also to bid farewell to the site, but also, but also crying. Life is like that. N said the day of L and X lie on the lawn a few houses, several of the few to draw conclusions With death so that the meaning of life - then, is parting with the meaning so that gathering. Treasure every second, this may be a solution.
Sang that day by chance on the road, the song and found myself like this feeling, quiet and a little bit at a loss, but did not lose hope.
345 of the bus stand in Beijing all of a sudden the car I am sad, a bit desperate. I will stand alone as always. We can play with it? My friends.
Flowers, such as Phoenix, I have to get out of. I said, I am not reluctant to Weifang, I said, I had to go in any case. L told me never have a new beginning, will never end. However, he did not tell me what is forever. I am just desperate to know what is our birthright, and in despair we can do is let themselves smiled. Tomorrow? Maybe the sky will become another kind of color, we are here to be safe. Stop thinking.
Seems to deliberately allow themselves to write the essay like a proposition, because this afternoon I do not know what I should do this the first election, I fall or other songs of Xu Wei, it is because in a pile to. mp3 file to see the name of it. When No one will pay attention to, the city of fall from the speakers in time to sing out, I know I was wrong, I should not choose such a song ... ... may be allowed to listen to songssome of their own in a good mood, and Xu Wei listen to the songs, I said, perhaps because there is no long time for him to let me indifferent, I can not ignore the impact he told me, and Xu Wei singing things piled up together called the day, maybe one day I can forget the voice of the people, who forget my brainthe guitar sound, forget those on the You , on the I lyrics, but I can not forget and the memory of these songs, and some days together.
This is occupied by the months of football, I am no exception. And therefore took no action to write something, look at sports news at noon, XX Despite the lose, there is a ray touched my heart. When the afternoon sun as blood according to the XX face, I seem to see past one39s prime hero of the sorrow, looked up, silent you ask God? Is not it a kind of passage of youth? Shen Qing is written more like their own youth youthso tired I do not regret the rain seasons snow to fly so I was extremely emaciated ...must write a sentimental youth.
I only know two is called youth of the song, one of the Qing Shen, one of Wang Feng. Song of the former widespread, while the latter39s young people know that there will be no less extensive. Book before the stalls in the senior graduates to spend a few dollars to buy the disk sub-Jun of the album only has not how to listen. To sell their own books, when a senior, has sold almost sold out again. Finally because I moved something, and she decided to stay. Wang Feng one evening to hear of the youth , I know that it would eventually hurt me.
Jun Zi in this tape has been mentioned on the title page this song was recorded when she cried, and why she was crying I do not know, maybe this song is used to make people cry. Those black-and-white photos, to sing the song of the people have gone in this world, as well as Wang Feng addressed to her - the beautiful world of the orphans, you see the shuttle vehicle, the distance neon flashing, then more as we dream. About this time last year, we are drunk, I and L stand on the balcony dormitory ventilate, I looked at the night and those weifang taillights turn on the car, I choked a few singing this song , L turned his head to me shout, you do not sing Ah hell, his face full of tears. These things the same as last night39s dream, but not close to a search at your fingertips. One day, after all, we may also go to the football field, go, go, changing the color of the sky below.
A certain period of time last year, I have been listening to these songs, has been listening, have been listening. Later on, the less was heard, then listened to the how I do not. Still later, bought a new mobile phone - black Nokia 6300, download the songs, began to listen to later, less heard of, all calm. Still later, in buses, in the subway, I also listen to the voices sound familiar, those people who matter, those who dream of their youth.
This afternoon, the sun was very warm. I saw the window of the poplar leaves are shiny green with a flicker. I humming This the End of the World off their own. Thought in July this year will be I do not know what kind of place, the most important thing is do not know if that place is not the same then is there such a landscape.
I have a friend that he will miss everything here, in addition to the college called the University new dior sunglasses men of Weifang. I think everything here is not part of the school is it? May also include thosebeautiful tree. I should not miss everything, even the school? But this time the phone rang, and now a student in Shihezi on the phone, still those words I am bored, work, very boring.
Have been to many cities, each city seems to be the same, air pollution, as well as beer after work overtime. However, we still have been doomed to a lifetime together with the city. Leave, etc. regardless of how it was in front of another vehicle exhaust is full of the city bar. Weifang really left, leaving the city, I will this summer and nostalgiagreen tree. Yes, even those who cherish the memory of those stories that song!
life is an interval of one year each of the two I try to figure out, and received, as always, it is at a loss. Occurred in the past year, has landed a lot of things can not find a memory, but they changed so clear, I am now sitting before a computer screen blue ... ...
This is my last one in the summer of Weifang, and when the siren sounded I am leaving.
Although I stayed here for four years of their youth, but the city is no longer reluctant to let me.
I live in the city for 4 years, it is my home it has been for me to warm.
When I pack up the station to become crowded, I really never thought this day would come so soon.
It is unclean, it is not quiet, it is too cold in winter, it is my cradle, but I did not complain.
Not every city park, there are shortcomings, I would like to leave my youth, only to change my future.
Away from the city, miss getting longer and longer, farther and farther away you are.
Away from the city, cross the tracks, my dream has been fragmented.
Away from the city, such as the river early morning rain, wet my eyes,
Away from the city, a person to change my future.
I will miss you. All my classmates and friends!
Every day before going to bed, I will shout out You all right! ! ! !
Time flies, or stationary? In fact, only the illusion of our time will never change the frequency. But perhaps only those who live in the illusion which is why we are the reason this time. Would like to once again feel the heart of the moment sound would like to find a chance to enjoy the lingering tears poured out of the past touch time once again after that and never change the frequency. Last year I should be doing now dream, a dream we are all very handsome.
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