(1) selection

As the paths go, there are times when you need to look at it, and you do it, and it accumulates in your heart, and it does not dissipate.

In life, there is no doubt is a libra, it is not just two, but as in front of the crossroads, starting from each point, slowly branch, the more the more points, either to burst, or to the beaming of rebirth, is their own choice, there will be any regrets hatred, don't know, of course, so some people before each branch feel anxious, some also including me. This anxiety becomes a seed, which has been dropped into the heart, rooted and germinated, unable to be destroyed by its strong vitality, and slowly can replace all emotions apartment rental.

Hehe, want to be replaced? Maybe not.

When have it mostly in the form of a bad mood, but that's just it's dark side, it also gives a person a kind of satisfy feeling positive, about happiness, because those things all on the branch, want oneself to choose, also want to consider, accept on cardiovascular exercise, live.

When looking back, found that too many things all is fading color, endless regret and remorse, heart to anxiety and sad mood to continue to occupy the soul, only in the sleeping time can not bear the suffering, seemed lost half of our life. Perhaps when looking back, I, or other people forget the one side, the side shouldn't some self mood, laziness, tired, lay a path is the root of desalination, imprison the mind cannot be broken, no hysteria only silent sigh, there maybe I did not see the scenery, the true everything always cannot be a mere mortals know, spread, so a little bit of infiltration of the skin even soul, finally it is calm company registry hk.

The darkness of the end, or the light, was always there, waiting to be seen, and there was no turning back, and the man who stood there was meditating.

I choose if I can.

(2) twilight

The remnants of the sunset, I mentioned its loss, probably not the same as the old, just because the black line of the home that found the home burst, gentle, elegant.

Orange and some red semicircle shape at the edge of the sky, the clouds got into the corner of it, it looks so gorgeous, seemed to have become the protagonist in the sky, and those who remained a gray white clouds slowly, with the decline of the sun over there, die without regret, long a relief.

Ignore those.

Dusk and dawn the biggest different, presumably after them, like us, is a child at dawn, dusk is the elders, as fragile, but soon the fate of the future must be different, because of this, only at dawn and dusk.

The scorching sun was in the middle of the sky, different from the eternal life of the mountains, and it went out in time.

The same, no matter whether it is still cloudy after the rain, still can not say words, as to what, I am also looking for.

Fall in the body, let a person feel very subdued color, from the edge of the window with his fingers caught it is no longer hot, a little sympathy, a little envy, who will know at that time what kind of mood, even I myself have forgotten 通渠.

Four seasons will have the same shadow, is just come early or late, but not in each individual heart no such thing as a fan and a cloud, different calm of the sea, there is always a little hint of sadness mixed in, unpredictable.

I would always miss it, and indeed, after dark, I could not see anything. It was dark all around, only to know that there was one man's eyes wandering.

In situ, synonymous with a most cordial feeling, just stay there few people, back to not go to countless people, worry or pain relief because of it, in the sky lost its strength.

Presumably, because the sky has a weak, unnameable power.

I wish my evening was not so late.