Autumn in Beijing, there is no dust, no sun, no biting wind; plenty comfortable. Of course, the joy of harvest.
Took out the last cigarette from the cigarette, lighting, curl of smoke drift in front of the eye raw so prickly. watch full ashtray of cigarette butts have been lying, smile, had tonight, I also added their own - (19t3) minutes of life. open the windows, can not help but shiver, late autumn night, Really cool. out the window of the road in the hustle and bustle of the day was gone, like the loved one first met the girl is so shy. orange and yellow street lights for the shy quiet girl tales of a trace.
light, can tear broken black night; mind the corner it? what to light?
friends once said: a lonely soul, is a completely belongs to you emotionally can help you reject the opposite sex. < br> fingers back to their own thoughts of pain, smoke, almost burnt out. last cigarette, I did, just a puff. no matter whether to save for themselves when the 2 minutes 50 seconds of life.
smile again, 2 and a half hours ago, still wine on the table deal with people, talking to me, at this time how so melancholy? one with work and friends who filled their lives, is not a coward? then the fear of the quiet how to change the face of this cowardly and the long night? In particular, this will not smoke in the night. Why not have a house near the 24-hour supermarket ah. worth mentioning, quit it a night. to adjust the speaker volume a little bigger, the house sound insulation works fine, it should not affect the rest of her. do not know when, in their own sad sad song night like children. Luguan Ting's like it. like the kind of listening to songs, and my heart feeling sour.
open album, look at past photos, or smile. there who think that this total the grin on his face, full of confidence The boy is now sitting in front of the computer typing this person? Perhaps, the two sides of the human embodied in me is particularly evident; perhaps, is to be lonely hh
lonesome?
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