Memory makes me feel that the world is beautiful and colorful. The window of memory is very wide and bright, but many times, it makes people feel heartache, but there is nothing that doesn't make people sad. It's absolutely impossible. Let the past pass. They often say that. However, I can't do that. There are no excuses and reasons, because I often can't think of it, That's why you do that.
Night is about to fall. At this time, I am in a panic and want to shout, but I can't shout out. I have only one way, that is to promote my memory to recall the ups and downs of the past. Wind, I like it, rain, I also like it, but the tide in my heart can't calm down for a long time. It's better to change memories, such as the happiness of the past, the sunshine of the past, the star or moon at night. If there's nothing to think of, I have to sleep for a while.
The classroom is very quiet but not very quiet. The lights are on and the windows are wide open. The sound of the piano next door keeps updating my memory. I think of my girlfriend, but I don't have a girlfriend. I think of being a star, but I haven't become famous yet. I think of flying to the blue sky to see what kind of circle the earth is, but I can't fly in the end & hellip& hellip;
Alas, people, it's easy to say to live a lifetime. There are many joys, sorrows and joys. It's not easy to say, but it's just like living to live. They just want to live happily. What is human nature, what is beauty, what is ugliness, what is good and what is evil. This is just a way for people to keep themselves alive.
At the moment, I don't have too many ideas anyway. Only the sound of the piano is still flying in my ears. I'm very tired but feel relaxed at the same time. This feeling is difficult for others to understand and understand. Only I can. I know, but I can't say it. Think about it, it should be & hellip& hellip;
The coat of heaven has not been covered by the mother of the universe. For such a while, the night has not gone a step, so I hate it and stare out of the window.
The sound of the piano is still winding around the air. I don't know when it will end. I think the sound of the piano is over and my life should end & hellip& hellip;