There are a lot of people have asked me, why are you so sad? Always to write let a person feel so heartache article?
The problem I have thought for a long time, still can't get the answer? Actually lives in the world for each person, very sad, sad is not always from the side, to give others to see, even if see how again? That will only be sympathy, and from already but don't want to be pitied, thought it was a poor, for his own face and selfish, would rather abandon all, exactly a person how long, a person's road and how long it is. Now sat in the classroom, I look at each of the students in the class, is noisy keep discussing issues, and himself had sat alone in the corner, writing an article, that feeling really good is unique, good serene. But such feeling, I also can have how long? Time is a second away in the past, don't want to lose, and as time slowly disappear, hard, very hard to keep again, believe themselves can, in the blackboard in the classroom write my past, I had, tell the class every student, I have, you too have had, just don't want to mention, raise hand, slowly hold, hold now I still have it, I don't want to wait until lost, that will change enough trails regret, open acoustics, turn to the most loudly, some put a HuGe "forget time", a long time didn't listen to this song, whenever I hear this song, you have a good sense of miss, remember this song first heard of time, is in my cousin's cell phone rings heard in, like at that time, have been for a long time looking at the wall newspaper posted in the article, the in the mind suddenly have a feeling of relief, this article called "their ideal after graduation," is that I write, that day I take this article up, read to the students listen to each one of the class, and the teacher in charge was there, and when I finished reading of that a moment, the teacher in charge and the class of the classmates cry, but I have to endure the tears, because I was the last of the leading role, I can't cry.
I've always loved writing sad articles, wrote let myself think very heartache, and then tears again slowly flow, stopped my pen, deep sigh with, what am I to give up when, can wait for the good that day?
The coming of the night slowly, the whole dormitory is only I a person, even if the night to black, I also not afraid, even if the room is again empty, I also used to a people slept, on a night like this, I'm used to it without lights, because more lonely as no place to hide, and stood in the door of the dormitory, in the shine of the light, the shadow of him was so long, raise hand, to his own shadow waved, say 1, happy birthday! Today on April 17, is my birthday, squat down on the ground, with the hand to draw a circle, then draw a circle circle inside, and then draw on a few candles, this is I was 16 years old birthday cake, from his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes and lit a root, a heavy smoke, and then slowly out of the smoke, a spit vanished, has not complete, the lonely or lonely? But it has always been in calling upon me, let I can accompany it, so that it can also with me, no longer let each other more lonely, thank you it has always been with me, and I spent 16 years with the birthday, no one blessing's birthday, I think I can also has been very good, "said with tears to break up, I would not let you go, mouth and residual love no greetings" accidentally mobile phone rang, I looked at it and is calling her, I picked up the phone, hello!
She: we break up!
She suddenly to a word is, let my heart a dispute cannot untie, didn't finish take out smoke, instantly fell, slowly die off, I calm for a few seconds, and said, why? Why do you suddenly want to break up with me?
She said dryly: because I'm in love with the other people, I'm and he go shopping together, be it.
I: but today is my life...
Before I finish words, she was hanging, isn't she know today is my birthday? Tears of the surge from the inside of the eye flow, I don't want to call back to keep her, because she is really not love I, or also won't just say the word, and ended the relationship between us, everyone to finally this is to leave me? Suddenly there is a thought flash across, I stand up, loud Shouting: HanXiaoFeng, I wish you a happy birthday! Even if you are a man, you also want a very good, you know.
After Shouting, heart calm a lot, as if the world is just me, the pain in the edge of the back row, even if a moment of joy or hadn't had a, lie on the bed, the body has been cold, even cover the quilt, or feel cold, the face of the tears still remain, I by hand wipe gently, comfort from already, well, all in the past and don't be sad.
Slowly I close my eyes, at this time I really feel trapped, when I woke up, and the sun from the corner of the window as to come in, warm warm, without a hint of icy cold of the residual, out of the dormitory doorway, that moment let me feel different and exciting.
The feeling of heartache no one will understand, realizes to, can't say.
When a person is injured, feel the world only from already in sad, sad.
Actually live in the world, are all the same happened from already wanted, just by accident was from already abandoned.
We will not always just to from already and live, and will one day be everyone around for yourself and life, although that will be very tired, but we much a persistent.
Walking in the street, why everyone to see each other one eye, because it can remember each other's appearance, tell yourself, not only from already in efforts to live, then slowly forget each other, no longer remembered.
