Lost souls

I haven't picked up a pen for a long time, and after many years, at this moment, there is a fog, and the sky is all in one. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info at this time the heart is much calmer, there is a feeling of seeing the end of many years, I went there. At this moment I found that I was back.

There is a saying that after a person dies, as long as the body is not rotten, the wizard can resurrect the dead through spiritualism.

And I haven't lost my soul all these years, and my mind is very clear, but I feel like I've lost my soul, and I don't know when my soul was lost. In short, this moment made me feel that I had lost my soul. A familiar feeling reappeared in my confused mind. A feeling all too familiar. Maybe she's running to another dimension. In that space, Ao You went. Perhaps, it was because I was so busy running around that I forgot my old friend that I had not seen for a long time, so that she also forgot about me. But, I understand it very clearly. She was around me all the time.

When the lonely lamp is in the palm of the night. She's a friend of mine for years, and she's vaguely blinding my retina. An irreversible psychology is constantly fighting against it and yet having a heart-to-heart with it.

Yes, I probably like the feeling of loneliness too much. She has walked so many roads with me, I can't forget it! Forget the New Year's handover.

Yes, it's probably just the feeling of night. Then throw away the night!

。 There is no twilight, but it is one with the earth. More or less, it dug out most of my heart. My retina was clouded again. And, this time it's even worse, it seems, something, will take the soul from my eyes too. It's becoming clear to me these days. As a result, I began to wonder if I had gone to a certain space. Generation Shuttle. In such an era. There are many things that cannot be done, but who can stop the continuation of someone's life, unless you give up on your own. Or rather, that's how it should be.

Perhaps, the saddest side of human nature is the two sides of human beings. Multi-personalization. so that people can't tell the difference, and they can't see it. But he can't get out of it.

Perhaps, in the midst of demons, there are not many ways to bend forward, but people must always be fearless. The things that I am afraid of will be understood by you and me. But it also has a taste. This is the end of the prayer.

But, at the very least, it can be confirmed. I am a brave man. A fruit that is firm in fragile softness. A delicate flower blooming among thousands of flowers.

This strange and familiar feeling is also getting closer. All these years I was restless and kept asking myself about myself. The world is different from me.

There is - there is - there is - a little - it doesn't matter at all.

Of course, the result is this, compared with my long-lost friends, my old friend, pen and ink, plain paper, more or less a few lines of text.

So, I picked up the pen, opened my notebook and started my creation. My lost soul has returned. This feeling is much happier than that period of lost soul and disorganization.

I seem to have found a friend again. A few lines. Expressing my affection.