Holding the phone, I did not know who to play. Since when everyone around you coming and going, but suddenly in one night, found himself will have no intention of carrying telephone calls and I do not know Who's sad. no sleep, a night without sleep. alone in a room holding stillness, let alone penetrate the dust all my thoughts, so that the mood of the moment will be in such a desire to be surrounded by the music flowing wound. The night wind is still high, Lone Star is still facing me. sit at the computer screen before the issue of fluorescent always have some to expect from the ownership of the emotions, expectations a little bit warm and gentle light energy to be alone Fengyun cold heart. This night I want to cry.
sitting in front of the computer, turned the page after page post, my eyes beginning to blur, pushing a chair to stand up, give yourself a cup of bubble frozen mountain top Oolong, no fragrance has been around the nose to drink. to clarify the water, Tracy leaves are Bi Ying Cheng Cheng was a full glass of water.
reached the balcony and let the wind blowing their own silent, drip Ocean in the Earth's surface that the blue liquid, no longer is the sea, and a drop of heartbreaking tears, tears began to blur the line of sight, that, tonight, there is no moon. Who is whispering in my ear: see the moon, you know I was thinking of you. But tonight, no moon, but also someone like me? have said, no longer lies in the words sad, sorrow and music no longer resonate, but how can I pass the messy mind it?
a sip of tea, I saw the computer screen, back room, QQ, some people picture in the flashing. I smiled, glad that they are not alone. Every night, there are many months to linger in the network every corner of the soul is the master of the night. they are in this virtual world in search of the wings of freedom, and diverse in the QQ BBS staged a wonderful scene where, where truth, freedom, without regard to the detention and the world constraints. lonely, perhaps not my patent!
night wandering in the network of people, most of them are lonely. the day will be busy for the time being we may forget the lonely, but every time the dead of night, my heart suddenly filled with the share of loneliness will cover up his own thin body.
fact, no matter how many close friends, there will be empty. lively piece of silence after more terrified! have friends, only show that not alone, really, there are a few friends can really touch the depths of their hearts do?
network unreal, yes, probably because it's unreal I Fall in love with the network. One night, at some unspecified time, I suddenly wanted to find someone to talk to, and nothing else, just want to say so few words. Sadly, the reality could not find the right people to listen, so I had to share the network as the hearts of sustenance. Perhaps it was because the network illusory, and people get kind of feeling of security. lonely night, we took off the mask, each share of his mind open about, share helpless!
just at the right time to find the right person, you can this lonely city night sky to find a resonance in your heart sustenance. we are all strangers, and everyone seems to not strangers. you may never have no chance to meet, but the mind is difficult to enjoy each other, sharing a story with Concert .
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