I am a book, I am not very familiar with the emotional road, the love of walking cannot be stopped, the words are superimposed on the wrong path, many slim hearts are gone, and tears and rain are difficult to ask lovesickness. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info does not retreat at any time, because there is still dawn, looking at autumn and not leaving, because there is still the winter of protection, the two hopes of the years, and the change of seasons, I am still walking in the junction of words, what I remember is to reminisce, and what I can't catch is the question and answer.

I am a tear, into the acacia but do not retreat, meet again difficult to say, how much accumulation has an appointment, how much pay into the acacia, the road once walked will not change, but the rainbow line of this landscape, has been hanging to my side, let me reminisce, let me break the soul, let me never forget this life, chase the taste of infatuation, fall the guardian of this life.

I am a dream, a heart that can't go in, a love that can't jump out. Across my heart, jumped out of the vertical and horizontal line of love, for others, for myself, walking in the vertical and horizontal line of the years, no memory of the company, no warm lovesickness, but continue to be thin and tasteless, rotating the figure of lovesickness, can not experience the heart, can not feel the tears of the heart.

I am a tree, standing in the sadness of others, without saying a word, listening to the movement of the words, not setting off for this, thinking about the change of seasons, not waiting for this, because my heart is on the ground, guarding it, being happy for it, and leaving the fallen leaves, the love of the leaves, the feeling on the ground, the lingering words, into the heart, across the landscape, to see the harvest.

I am a heart, the words in my heart cannot be spoken, but I can see the departure of others, the tears and rain, the parting of words, sometimes thinking about the truth, sometimes walking the false, the truth and the words are adjusted in the transformation of thinking, which makes me vulnerable, makes me worry, worries about the feelings of others, worries about the changes in the periphery, because my departure cannot change the direction of others.

I am a road, there are you and him on the road, you go to your fate, he calls his share, their own destined, all belong to the adjustment on the road, I can't see your starting point, I can't understand your words, because the changes in your heart can adjust the hope ahead, and can drive the blessings of the distance, I am powerless to wait for a piece of you in my heart.

I am a sentence, the words are you sent to the hearts of others, but you pay so incomprehensibly, others accept so unclear, the clutch of words, my movement, to the sky, but you are waiting at the end of the world, he is pursuing at the cape, and I am persistently protecting the taste of this lovesickness, we have never met, but we meet in the red dust.

I am a light, scattering light, in order to illuminate the heart of myself, paid the accumulation of words, refracted the taste of encounter, you don't have to understand, because I will be at dawn again, I will still let you accept hope in the evening, walking in the vertical and horizontal line of time, our fate is just passing by many times, but we can't wait for a lifetime.

I am a drop of water, without the feeling of taste, but can make many people see hope, in the passage of time, unraveling the combination of words, understanding the response of judgment, powerless, I walked into the warmth of my heart, unable to feel the taste of acquaintance. Our hearts are walking in each other's taste, and how much accumulation has created a tearful lovesickness.

I am a door that needs the right key to open, but I have two directions to open for you, one is your word, and the other is your deeds, when your words open the door, you will not be able to enter the source of deeds, and if your deeds open the door, you will not be able to accept the response of words. The reason why you can walk through this door is simple, as long as you give, then you can get analysis and judgment. Your waiting can also open the door, and then you will have a helpless encounter.

I am a line, pulling the people in the words, the scenes in the deeds, and the shadows in the places. It appears because of the light, the soul is injected because of the meeting, and the parting is made because of the encounter. It is not the impetus of words, let alone the regression of deeds, but the sunshine in my heart that makes me, and the warmth of the evening still guards the love in my heart.

I am a gust of wind, walking silently, finding sadness, seeing hope, leaving blessings, running for distant dreams, walking in the vertical and horizontal lines of the years, I float fast, disappear fast, I walk slowly, I can't let others feel the power of the wind, my direction is very simple, just to chase others in the hearts of themselves, my departure is very simple, just let others know that there will be warmth.

I am a rainbow, there will be less when I appear, there will be a lot of time for others to say, although a lot of people are waiting, but the time for me to appear is very slim, because the time when I appear is not something I can decide, but in the change of the sky, my departure can not represent anything, but let everyone see that some knowledge is less, and more to analyze is correct.

I am a fire, it can burn, it will only make others disgusted, it can be distributed, it will make more people afraid. My mood is uncontrollable, but with the movement of the words, it can make people change their mood, and with the arrangement of the words, the direction of the heart begins to be confused. I didn't make too much mistake, but you used me to help you, don't blame it, blame only the direction you chose was not what you wanted.

I am a piece of paper, anyone can write their own giving, but this lovesickness will never change. I am getting heavier and heavier, my space is getting smaller and smaller, and your lovesickness is getting heavier and heavier, the more you accumulate, the more you hope, the more you pay, the more your path, the more you analyze, your judgment begins to be confused, and I have never changed, or still accompany you to old age.

I'm a net, you go, you can't get out of my waiting, you think, you can't think I'm listening, you're busy, I'm not busy, I'll say, you say, I can't tell where I am. I can walk into your heart because you are still advancing, I can walk into your side because you are waiting, I can wait for you at the end of the world because you need to move forward, I miss you at the cape because you can't change.

I am a you, you set off at dawn, and I didn't wait in the evening, because we all accepted the time, your departure is for yourself, my departure is for yourself, all grow in the vertical and horizontal line of time, we can't change the ending after departure, but we can look up to our starting point, our time and departure are the same, and our ending can't be calculated, because we still have many friends around us.

I am a human being, my parents have given lifeblood, time has given growth, place has given companionship, words have given knowledge, and deeds have driven the dreams in my heart. God-given encounters are prepared for me, I have to set off for my side, I can't decide my own path, but I can accept the guidance of others, use the warmth in my heart, to protect those who belong to my own cherishment, and use the accumulated encounters to create myself under the words of others.