How could let soul not be lonely
It is a line of scenery beautiful that a lot of in life are met by chance, a lot of posts in life are that one is accompanied by the aftertasting of the tear. How much is agony in the frustration of trials and hardship? How much wind take to hit happiness at snowing night to have? ! Everybody says that life is bitter and short, everybody hopes life is full of color, everybody pursues happy life, everybody wishes eagerly to have a period of life beautiful and excellent, but how can not that life be uninteresting? ! How could to want to let soul not be lonely? !

Unless night, last kinds of breath air,on overwrite by loneliness of one, look for a stretch of one’s own space, keep away from the right and wrong among this world.

I like staying alone, in that quiet moonlight, look at the star light all over the sky to circulate, the change that swiftly, extremely affect my state of mind! Aftertaste the years passing, pick up chip that pass, recall dull life in staying alone. I like being lonely, like the heartbeat in night to echo the sound of rain drops, dance together together, realize the right and wrong, lost regret and happiness got in the human society —I like dreaming, it is attentive to describe in the dream clearly, centre on a person’s neither very warm nor cold body temperature. That exuding tenderness and love smiles affectionately, that tacit knowing smiling that knew each other, the ones that made me palpitate with excitement are happy and disconsolate. But I dislike, dream, because all want, get back to reality come on after dream wake up —

I like the characters, I give vent to with it! State of mind whether I make up and imagine I paint others’ plot in characters in the brain, write one’s own compliment, keep but is revealing one’s own mental state! Take one way, show one mood, but the love in the heart can write to the limit with rich in variety characters that? ! I like coming and going hurriedly, one moves ahead sonorous and forcefully, the laughing and joking sporting while coming, the meeting glad, treasure the time when every part meets, wave the sleeve gracefully when leave, silent leaving, does not take a cloud away, does not leave a silk to think fondly of. Although words say but a each one sport each each meeting of meeting so, everything here can so graceful to wave sleeve leave really? Needn’t take a cloud away, but go back does not have a silk and is sentimentally attached to? !

I know that lonely not only a person’s loneliness in night, I see, it is one’s own tenderness the most not to let soul be lonely, one’s own care the most, I do not want soul to be lonely, not afraid soul is lonely!