After so long also can you find that I have felt particularly joy, although only in my heart of that kind of inwardly secretly pleased, although this spring is not peace, the noise of the night, but I'm still to find your footsteps, although it is so light, so quietly, although left no any, but I still put you to find, to be honest, the moment when I discovered and confirmed as the extent that the ancient monuments archaeological finds that really excited, I once again.
Know that you have to leave the place, but I still miss and miss her shadow, the warmth of spring, hot summer, autumn bleak, the romance of winter.
Too many times by the plan you want to go there to look at, there has been such a method, but again afraid again into that ever let the place where I love, I am afraid of seeing the former emerge, I fear to see the small streams, the squeal of the tree-lined, elegant, and that I am afraid to see those who are familiar with every nook and cranny, but that I have been in my heart will go, one day I will go again, I'm going to feel the long-lost shock and the strange feeling of pain.
Seriously, so, I have to love without intuition, think that these have been far away from me, only know that I love as it does not return over the lost, is no longer what can make me really heart, really have a dead feeling, sometimes really like a ghost wandering in the air, still looking at all of this.
I can still hear the sound of the where once, where appeared, where the figure of rush around, where the hill a wood a mood.
Don't want to know you have good and bad, I don't want to really concern with you, I don't want to put you in my heart, don't want to go to will miss you, but sometimes just want to episode or time, but have not put my bosom, I will signature smile silently, I will be at the window stood silently for a long time, the scar has not feel pain, there is only the scar of a precipitate a lot of time, I will not go to think of it, has no intention of just when alone to caress attentively.
You every day I will look at the same sun, same round curved month Yang hui, perhaps when a gust of wind, it maybe your taste, consider these I also very satisfied, have to admit that time has been a long time, have to admit that my thoughts is very long. Recall past, actually, have my shadow, including now, can you say that you won't I think of, even if you no longer love hate me, but you will definitely be thinking of me.
Better today, I don't know in my heart said how many times, still wait for you after all.