彎彎的月兒

Once, the light sound of confused never stop. The light of youth, often playing in my heart.

On the stranger of youth, from time to time, for some people, off some people, too. But I don't remember how still have more is off. Leaving behind their faint shadow, and the familiar and strange smile.

Every hour, every day I see different people in different corners, different things, different the sky. See other people's joy, anxiety, sadness, but I how also don't understand their heart, also see his own inner world.

Suddenly feel it is very hot, it's going to rain, in this called summer season only half, not the past, just like that. So I just lay youth of notes on the ground, and when the rain will be integrated into the earth, along with the rain into the earth.

But, I just want to put it in the earth, when the next rain, I can find my footprint, but when I look back on the road, all the same. Only I changed.

Hazelnut, flicking through the phone book, look at what some since I don't know what time in missing of familiar and unfamiliar figures. Seems to be regular, but ultimately heartless.

Often look at your QQ space photo album, they walk through together in those years, I don't know where is? How about? As if is a long time, can't remember their appearance becomes how, whether still can recognize each other when they meet in the no.

Youth is life's most beautiful, the most wonderful time, once when fantasy comes, to put down everything to fly through the clouds, mountains. But when youth footsteps coming but I can't find the courage to the magnificent wings and fly.

All say, walk by a city, want to leave your footprint, wasted a, have their own loved one, is not to visit. But I worked in several cities, how to leave their own, also can't find any place to drink, also don't know I love deeply of the person in that, long what touch kind. This is my experience too little, so want to go to more places, go and see. But when I am ready to go, but don't know to go there?

Today overheard a netizen in the space, a song like before. But even each note this song already deep soul, at the moment, and I'd forgotten about what will be like so delusion, and for what reason, so like the song, and unconsciously forgetting it.

Feel what life forgotten, begin to turn over the diary, photo albums, the phone book, mailbox. Constantly looking for, finally found the, that is a word "yi".

Now I just understand, in fact, I walked through the road is not short, met not a few. Just slowly forgotten. Their names, their appearance, their dreams. Although the in the mind is very understand each people all have to go to cherish, youth as well.