Life is a long road bumps, fall times, and climb up countless times. Such as as children learning to walk, looking forward to some support, but found that people are coming around the selfish, eyes can't accommodate anyone, even hope you fall, you can no longer climb when good joke. So, a person walked for a long time for a long time, the long walk a long way.
That time was lost, lost helpless, but is still not over the life of the line, as the get out the way of the rough life. Don't know if there is any different with others, but through the years of the youth leave traces of, still can not grasp the future, can not grasp all the folded hope, a person's road and walk of such a long, bumpy twists and turns.
Throughout the past, they found that a person walked many here, maybe more because young and ignorant, because no can value who believe tell you, the way ahead. So a person lonely go many, many years. Could not walk alone and lonely, get out of the long pale. Pessimistic, just want to loud cry, faint see the tears of falling, only the heart to tell yourself, don't give up.
Grizzly can't imagine, everything is grey. Just young heart always filled with too much pride, all the ambition soul has handed given happy future. B: yes, maybe I really hard enough, in any thing. The life of people in so limited time, why can't lambe, their own life great dedication out? Has a pursuit and dream, is happy, and I'm sure.
But, young always make mistakes, total't escape from the years do STH over and over again, the four seasons of exchange jc fall, is one of the fresh example, tell you, life to the road, so ordinary and extraordinary.
Always seems to for the past, the light have taken the footprint to confirm what, but don't know sometimes, we strive for results but still is a great mistake. Once, we missed the time, maybe more than once. Sometimes, the rough life is just like a knife, deeply you of the blood also tong to get in, let you feel hopeless cry, tears in the heart dropped, and constantly laugh at his own, there are others, also have your own.
All emotions and belong, and still missing, like life in pursuing. Remember when I was young, had trodden upon the green flag and the way that the way to school in memory, gird up the naive girl braided, need not sorrow, happy walk through childhood, exceed growth step valves. The ingenue in the good years left, was instantly, the most don't want to let time dilute the memory desire, looking for a love and care, seems to be in the front wait silently. Only low memory, is really call people sick. Childhood, is so sad sad and heavy, once because heavy, and makes life can't understand and can't forget.
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