The cold wind of wintry day has been blown, and my criterion bends over to brood on the desk, clement dress still does not block the callosity of cold wind. Why? I from give out a loud cry. A sound of far takes wind and come however, penetrable the resound in the my ear film, heart that prickles me, brain in me. Be " " , be " alone " ... Be! Be alone! Be alone! Alone heart is frozen, by inside the iciness outside arriving. It is the sun also cannot. Why am I met so alone? I can't help asking my, can get an answer. But, it is this quiet, the static thunder that can hear cold wind callosity only. I am unavoidable feel, abjection. True, I very want an an an answer, real answer, understanding me, the answer of the person that knows me. But it who there is is OK to who there is? I look up, look at the Shan Yuyun of distance, how carefree, Bai Yun! I not by give out from the heart plaint. Be in further however, I see a flock of innocent children are playing to belong to their game in the world that belongs to them however, happy laugh passes through heavy block up inpour that one my ear film, chord that touched my heart. Be! Once I why is not to pass so, had been too busy. Little heart is such pure, thought be such innocent, resemble that one Bai Yun in the sky. And now? Does true meeting change all these? Still be me just a special case stopped. Want to return the past very much, return that innocent times, wear what bring consequently, I in those days never loneliness passes, over- . Because I in those days am innocent, be too busy, always think the world yes, happy yes. Want to return the past very much really really, let the happy days in those days stop halt in the heart. But answered in the past do not go, how should I be good? Someone says, I am a risible boy. Every time when I hear these words, I can give out a forced smile from the heart. Is this true? I can say only, that is you did not understand me to stop. Sometimes, laugh not to represent joy, it is favored in the expressive means that people cries in the choice and just laughs at this to differ two kinds " laugh " this kind and with. I am same also, you cannot see I cry, because you still do not deserve to see the true, does not deserve to see me sadness in my heart, my loneliness,cannot seeing me is. And I, also can use only laugh to face you. I tired, tired, continue to bend over to go up in the table, gently close a key point, a cold wind still merciless had blown from my body, a silk still rises from extensive of my bottom of the heart. Why? Because... I am alone... |
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