Perhaps making a fuss, but also perhaps a response to the call of the soul, the heart of what hard aground, he tried to comfort himself with words. For example once, such as at this time. Therefore, the text sometimes quite messy, sometimes very plain boring, but sometimes people feel weak and incompetent. So, some people say my words empty, there is no available place, it was difficult for formal occasions. In fact, I have also have a certain Ming Wu, but these seem that I want to express. Does not have wanted to change anything. Moreover, the change can do?
I I, therefore, decided to go its own way, though full of passers-by thorns, but also head forward. I know, I am a very emotional person, and even said to be sentimental. When alone calm down, think of a lot of people, a lot of things. "I ask to have misery, like a river flows to the east."
I do not like the wine field in the fun, do not like the life of debauchery. It seems that I have been accustomed to live in their own world, no matter how the wind and rain inside, how the weather is outside. Some people sincerely told me: "You are too unrealistic, and no goal, no ideal, National Cheng Kung University after the hard, a man should be unrestrained life." Some people sincerely said to me: "You must be true, do not bury their own too deep. "Every time I hear this is the case, there will always be mind waves to disperse layer off, while they slowly disappear.
I always thought he was targeted, written text, to teach students, if possible, also wants to sing. I always thought he was very frank, and as the feelings of people around the most important. I just want to express their own sense of nothing. But now, because of poor leadership, or they have changed, no longer have the passion to see the loss of students, has no interest to the class. Oh! A bit irresponsible, but do nothing ... ...
In fact, I did not notice that I change, or change the text. After all, less and less time to write once those gorgeous text. Is bound to live only feel creativeness, inspiration is swallowed. No reason is the general apoptosis Love Hua Xie, suddenly the sun and the moon is not flooded Xi youth, such as black hair or towards evening the snow disappeared. No reason ... ...
In this way, I use my text records the marshes, record the sun and the moon change, record the ring annihilation. I am here to cherish the memory of the past, the record now, looking forward to the future, to all before, put into a permanent jewelry. Reluctant to wear out, they put together collections crystal box, until, when bored, secretly come to appreciate about it, gently touching, infinitely memorable, finished and then secretly put it back. What people fear to be killed, although these are not rare in the eyes of others. Then write exudes a touch sad mood and lonely characters, alone quietly despair pregnant. So: My text, use of blood and tears to my funeral. "Continue to tell their own long loneliness that insignificant. The reality of the rogue.
I I, therefore, decided to go its own way, though full of passers-by thorns, but also head forward. I know, I am a very emotional person, and even said to be sentimental. When alone calm down, think of a lot of people, a lot of things. "I ask to have misery, like a river flows to the east."
I do not like the wine field in the fun, do not like the life of debauchery. It seems that I have been accustomed to live in their own world, no matter how the wind and rain inside, how the weather is outside. Some people sincerely told me: "You are too unrealistic, and no goal, no ideal, National Cheng Kung University after the hard, a man should be unrestrained life." Some people sincerely said to me: "You must be true, do not bury their own too deep. "Every time I hear this is the case, there will always be mind waves to disperse layer off, while they slowly disappear.
I always thought he was targeted, written text, to teach students, if possible, also wants to sing. I always thought he was very frank, and as the feelings of people around the most important. I just want to express their own sense of nothing. But now, because of poor leadership, or they have changed, no longer have the passion to see the loss of students, has no interest to the class. Oh! A bit irresponsible, but do nothing ... ...
In fact, I did not notice that I change, or change the text. After all, less and less time to write once those gorgeous text. Is bound to live only feel creativeness, inspiration is swallowed. No reason is the general apoptosis Love Hua Xie, suddenly the sun and the moon is not flooded Xi youth, such as black hair or towards evening the snow disappeared. No reason ... ...
In this way, I use my text records the marshes, record the sun and the moon change, record the ring annihilation. I am here to cherish the memory of the past, the record now, looking forward to the future, to all before, put into a permanent jewelry. Reluctant to wear out, they put together collections crystal box, until, when bored, secretly come to appreciate about it, gently touching, infinitely memorable, finished and then secretly put it back. What people fear to be killed, although these are not rare in the eyes of others. Then write exudes a touch sad mood and lonely characters, alone quietly despair pregnant. So: My text, use of blood and tears to my funeral. "Continue to tell their own long loneliness that insignificant. The reality of the rogue.