There's a man in my memory,with his thin and miserable face,like nothing in this world can distract him,neither me.
Perhaps this is the reason why he has been so attractive to me.
It's rain heavily outside the house,with thunder and strong wind.
I shut down my laptop,feel tired and mournful.As a ordinary person in the world,I sense that I human didn't have the ability to do things right all the way.There must be some mistakes in life,in silly or deliberately,teach us the correct behavior or attitudes.
Sometimes I think about people's death.
Our culture doesn't allow us to think,even discuss about death.People are fearful about it,refuse to accept it as nature.We try to prevent it.And when death comes,we just died,with lonely and sadly.
If you cannot conceive of something, you cannot imagine it or believe it.
He still live and travelling in my memory.All of it felt like just happened yesterday,and now became a part of history,companion of time,passed through my flesh.
It looked like this melancholy rain wasn't going to let up for a while.
I decided to take a nap until the rain is subsided.
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