- "I'm still young, and I'm looking forward Sheung."
I have experienced in the era, there was never a moment, as it is, there are so many restless soul, and so desire to live elsewhere, wandering on the road, to find themselves difficult to explain something.
Is the memory of the most warm spring or summer of the last one rose.
Where is the autumn wind-whipped leaves, or winter night faint candlelight.
We follow the wilderness breathing, chasing stray clouds. Had met the eyes of the most clear, drink the most aromatic wine.
Is a continuous drizzle in the willows Yiyi, is water under the bridge again and again to the wooden club.
Time and time again to reach, once again parting times.
Always walk and then walk the distance is still far away.
We are looking for the lost, get lost again.
From the sunny southern Jiangnan came raining, the road on both sides of the plane trees withered branches extending toward the low gray sky. I wander aimlessly in the city, chewing feeling lonely.
6:00 minutes, days have been all black. Out of the elevator, the door European style cafe waiters wearing thin uniforms, huddled in the cold. The black uniforms of red banners hanging from the chest oblique, like any beauty contests, award-winning beauties, seem ridiculous.
Walk along the lake, the lake waters have been frozen into a thin ice, wind Kongkuo havoc to scratch the surface, through the thick clothing, pierce straight into the Such is Life. This tingling feeling, people clearly aware of its existence.
Flat sea, the smell of coffee Starbucks blowing rains, is an attractive dark forest lights. Round arched across the road on both sides of the billboards, like a rainbow in the pedestrian's head Road, the point are a place: the same, the same, the same ri ... ...
I can not help but think that with the years, when can work with you in there?
Turned Yan'an Road, city-specific busy rushing toward the noise. Alone, in the crowded populations interspersed forward, the roadside boutiques songs are coming from Adu, and Xiao-gang. Recall Huang Shu-chun in the "change in 1995," Lane said - across the United States are in RAP, Taiwan in R & B, only the popular no music. Myself chuckle again.
Walk in front of me two girls wearing the most fashionable winter clothing, the trouser legs wrapped in leather boots Mi yard. Fringed boots sloshing footsteps as the swing, more and more to become their little tacky. A tall boy with long hair brushed past them, the girl stopped and turned his eyes followed, using from the "Meteor Garden" where learned Mandarin in Taiwan exaggeration to say out loud: wow! Good Shuai E!
Jimmy in the "walk left, right away," Lane said: Like the city, like most people, life would not know, but have been living together. He is used to the left to go, and she used to right away, they still have not met. However, there are always many coincidences in life, there may be two parallel lines converge one day. In life there are many accidents, shook the hands of a kite in the line will be broken.
I was not a need to change my walking direction?
Is there a person in this city is doomed, and I meet it?
Snow, and snowflakes drifting across the cheek, gently stroking like a lover. To leave the lights of the Yan'an Road, and into a quiet side streets, like the end of a grand banquet, in the end to come to an end. Street at the end there is a fruit shop still open, that small group light in the darkness to pass a warm atmosphere. Squatted on the ground lug from the bamboo basket of fresh sweet strawberries, feeling satisfied and happy. I always can not resist the temptation of the surface of a beautiful flashy things, like childhood, the face of colorful candy.
Snowflakes flying the fall around them. In my hat, in the shoulders, melting, but also falling.
Back home, all the room lamp is turned on, put a record, so that the sound filled the entire space.
Holding a cup of hot tea out of the balcony, overlooking the West Lake Avenue, a huge billboard. I have used every night with it Duishi through numerous high-rise of the gap through the sky snow. In the dark, it is surrounded by bright spotlights, Daiwa powder wall on the screen as if shrouded in fog, with only 'Wuzhen' of these two pearls of black surface. Like a stage play performed in deadpan, and my business, out of reach.
Strawberry fields table exudes the fragrance, ENIGMA's music as a call from the distant mountains, repeatedly sang: return to yourself, return to innocence ... ...
Author: echoqw
