Lake lost child

 Avoid the noisy streets, away from the heart of the city, said goodbye to the tall building, bungalow, hut, and the little people. Came to the country, but just turned and came to the hill and but is his solitary liao woods.

The sky floating clouds continuously, and wind slowly, before the grass, little flowers. Affable flavor in the mountains, just off and on a little whimper diffuses to come, cry for miles and found, was passed by the flowers and plants of flexor grass buried by the thousands. The little flower, injury cheek how also brushed less than the sun.

Slightly ask you, why do you cry. You mixed with nasal of say: I can't find my partner, had the good friends, and I generally partner, are in the green grass, look at, smile, the talk, but now, a are not, no matter how's call, and how to swing, all could not see the shadow of partners. And then the waves of cries, as if to comfort her, but words to his mouth, but to swallow.



You are destined to be alone, your life, and for the first time, with partner of the shadow of the endless after years, will never see partners. In solitude, cry, spent in silence. In the English giovanni cobolli gigli, you have a name, the name of a sad, lake lost child. Lost in the lake, how also can not find the way home, only one, long a long down.

I said, you go with me, to see the world, to looked out on a moment, actually not only you are lonely, there are actually I, I am your incarnation, are meant to be with you. Silently, with me, put her small flower spirit in my wek-jin, flower is put in the body, and one day, you return.

Came to the world, go to the city, is a piece of the light. Began, work, and received, the choose and buy, then is the men leave, repair, cleaning, according to is you busy, and my answer, you just go, have time to clean. Going to the other place, light gossip, convenient play games. A day in the night over the work, then, is to get to the Internet, listening to music, stunned, a person, he did not say a word, and sometimes go in front of the store, the leng leng stunned, looking at to come and go.

For a long time, you can ask, your life is like this? Drab, ordinary, not too much words, most of the time just one person?

I said, is.

Know? I was also on the road, in the street, far to find his partner, but in, but we can't see, is like a wisp wind, rolled up, also can let him disappear in my tracks. Helpless, hate, more looking forward, the next time, I will find you.

When I know, I lost in the middle of the lake, find no way out, I will no longer be fantasy.

Light point below. Back? Back to you the hill-top.

No, you said, you will remain in my on the wek-jin, with in my heart, we get lost together.