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just as the sunset
  | 日記 | 2014-09-05 17:51 |

Just as the sunset, I decided to choose a drifter. Wandering, only for the sunset.
The sunset light, I walk the edge of the ideal and the reality, dreaming of prosperous interleave and lonely, to regain the lost and broken glass. Do not remember, not to forget, just to put down. Laid down three years sour, sweet, bitter, hot, put three years of laughing and crying, gain and loss, put down the groundless talk and comes three years'.
In three years, slept in the Tang and song, the dream as the Qin Han watt brick. But the evening rain, not sad.
In three years, pointing Jiangshan jiyangwenzi. Filled with student enthusiasm boldly we cast all restraints aside.
In three years, created a dream, and out of the dream. Finally want to wave sleeve, but could not see across the tracks of the setting sun, red is so scared.
The sunset, I walk past the tree lined trail, the sun through the leafless branches, sprinkled on the way, the spot. In this little blood, see the old picture, has been so warm!
Remember that the passion of the classroom, the lonely long, the sleeping quarters, has slowly become blurred, warm. Perhaps, the last remaining only faint memories, disappear in the sunset, the sun was sinking in the west.
Remember that wind thin moon night, the cream thick star cold morning, the come and go of the season, have gone in casual. Have not had time to sigh.
Remember that busy figure, those familiar faces, the strain every nerve to manage small bookstore, only in the memories of their missing.
Looking back, is changing, many Langsha, little by little fades charming scenery!
Work, home or buried dreams, I don't know. But if you can, I want to make a three dream space, no longer wonder, no fantasy, let the dream here.
Looked at the road, is still long, look at their footprints, crooked, shades. Look at his tired figure, still trembling in the chilly wind, strong said it. That life is always needed some excitement, said he will fly!
Go ahead. To lose when there will always be some not, so many people in the theory value and worth, I said I do not regret it. Some people say it is worth, I think is. In this three years, I have been involved in the literary beauty, philosophy, history and biography of deep. Give yourself naked soul made of a thin layer of the veil, is not thick cocoon cocoon, but more transparent, the sun. I think, this is what I want, always do the most true to yourself. She also said.
Perhaps, this is the life. Hide in the corner, eventually break in the dream, but, fortunately, I am about to leave. The world from getting closer, or farther and farther away from me? I don't know. Get moving! Let's go. To the mountain sunset over there, see people simple, hard work. They can be integrated into the fragrance of the earth, no worries, no longer sad......
Leave? No. Just to be able to come back better!
The drunk violet was written in Jiangsu
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