sad or happy

When the field is full of rape, it is my happiest time. --Inscription

When I heard this song, my heart seemed to see a wilderness. They had a vigorous and vigorous power, and there was an impulse in the heart. At that time, I was intoxicated with a bit of sourness and sometimes a pleasant melody. Although it is pure music, I can hear the words behind the music and the story behind the words.

I heard that sadness lives in the streets of happiness, leaving only for the happy people. But my world seems to have little sadness. I live in a colorful world and live very leisurely. There is no shortage of poetic language, similar to decadence, it seems to be the sadness I understand. Sometimes hiding in the corner alone, crying secretly, is also inevitable. It's just that it's hard to compare it with happiness. Of course it's just my thoughts. The original singer of this song must be a very emotional person, he can interpret a song so perfect! I am alone on the street, groaning, looking for the sadness and happiness that a person has left for me, but the rare encounter in life will make me lose my way.

Blurred in front of the traffic lights, I like a bird that can not withstand the test, hanged his head, although there are many helpless, but the melody of this song has been in my heart. When I heard the lightning and thunder, I would hide in a small black room and listen to the simple music. I must have enjoyed it. In this city of drunkenness, I am afraid that I am not half of my heart. In the streets of the street, I look very small. It was a blooming flower, it was the music that made me tempted. I like to walk alone on the street. I like to sit alone in a dark house, but only in that environment can I get free breathing. I am eager to escape from the cage and stay away from sorrow like this song, looking for happiness. . That doesn't seem to be a good way. In my world, exams, grades, parents, and teachers all exist because they are the "must have" in my life. I rely on them like this music.

I squint at this beautiful note, swaying this wonderful melody, all my things, just for that sadness and happiness; my life's life, only for the sorrow and joy, no gorgeous words, only true emotions Like the funeral of the rose, I buried my memories.

Cixi City Ciji Middle School, second day: leaves