Blossom

As the wind drifts, the flowers dance in the air. Inadvertently, I came to a dream, turned into a flower, and lonely waiting for a piece of pre-announcement flap. Flowers bloom and fall. There may be stories of every season in every season. After our story is filled for one year, new stories will happen in the new year. In such a reincarnation, I finally shook my head in the face of those things that I couldn’t remember, and then walked forward with steps.

These days, I always write some sad words and say some sad words. I chatted with you a while ago, I said; I am going to graduate, he said; I am also. In fact, I really don't know what to do if I can't bear to leave. He said that he has CW, but I think how to relieve the pain in my life. In fact, everyone is very vulnerable.

I am thinking about what is left of my 2006, what else left, what I remember. I remember the poplars on the way home. I remember that they would be sizzling in the wind. They would shed a shallow leaf in the autumn. When I passed by, I accidentally fell down and wiped my clothes and landed.

Recently, the moon that has been watching for a few meters has forgotten. The warmth of the little boy made the moon forget the fallen loneliness. However, dreams are as fragile as bubbles, happiness begins, and sorrow has lurked. The grown up moon can no longer enter the little boy's house, and seeing the farewell will be the only ending. The little boy who floated the lily in his dream didn't really lose the moon, and the dream had a day to wake up. The warmth that I have had is always remembered.

Just like us, there will always be a separate day, but people and things that have given us warmth in life will never be forgotten.

I feel like the neurotic girl in "Angel Emily", I believe that I am different from others. I can feel something that others can't feel. I feel that something romantic and incredible has been happening around me. I love fantasy and still have some narcissism. In fact, I am also a person who lacks self-confidence, but whenever I have to make a decision, there will always be a strong force to support me.

I am going to school earlier than others. I should have been in high school in 1993. I will graduate after more than 100 days. I don't know what kind of mentality I will face, but there is no doubt that I have to go strong. Life continues, and every year is wonderful in a limited cycle.

In my dreams, I am embarrassed to face the flowering and falling, I have been unable to listen to the sound of flowers, until now I understand that behind the life of purgatory, in fact, the sun is still very bright, the third day is boring, boring, Boring. Sometimes due to rush, sometimes due to falling, because of heartbreak, because of sentimental, there is no time to experience the philosophy that nature brings to me, there is no time to listen to flowers and flowers. But now I understand that because people lacked the heart to watch the scenery. Nothing can erase the new hope that life brings to me.

Listening to flowers and flowers.