Wednesday, April 13, 2011

transfer refused to grow up

 The past I was an exception and cheerful girl. my heart full of joy : the sky is blue blue and clouds of cotton candy like that , like children Cute , like fantasy, romantic longing . Warm spring day, clear sky , the cup of tea, a book, plus a apple lollipops , that is, all my holidays . College life, though the economy is distress, limited living expenses like buying a piece of clothes, snacks will be calculating the costs , but the peace of mind is sufficient substance for now does not come . Head covered by a book that , whenever he woke up lying on the grass , now it ? Time is divided into a piece of the rules , in order to separate the piece really is not easy. Even if there is time, not necessarily have such a feeling ; or the time and mood are allowed , nor the environment. This has raised the price to be paid . of happy people is a slow animal , always have to wait until it is over, can be realized . Good things that always remain in the memories, the feeling of happiness can only appreciate in retrospect . miss the warm sun on campus that spring , young-old banyan tree , the grass patch of scratchy . . . . . . . . . . , is to miss the joy more pure mood.

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