风之快 ，雨之急，情之切，心之乱，意不移。看路人 ，路人无意 。看风景，景中生情。为意中景，为景中情 ，为情中你。
夜袭寒意，我在风中起，街有灯 ，心依暗。不感伤，心自在 。我欲乘风，在云端 ，上青天，忘却数年之历，欢乐自在。不是逃脱 ，只因厌恶。一醉方休，一觉解千愁 。喜好睡觉，只因梦中有想要的生活。离梦想只是一步之遥，即将实现心中所想 ，虽自醒或惊醒。失望却乐意接受 。
城市的深夜依然宣泄，不分黑白，我也习惯。白天来睡觉 ，在我处在梦乡之时，时间飞快的溜走，没有告别 ，有的只是永远不能遇见。就像落叶一样，永远不能再回到树的怀抱 。
曾经，一个人挺进大山 ，离别。而今，一个人步入城市，开始。反反复复 ，哪里才是我的归宿？我该扎根的地方？城市的繁华，虚伪的事态 。穷困的山村，朴诚的农夫。纠结，未知的路途。向往 ，美好的光影。
尘埃落定，曾经经历再多美好，弹指一灰间 ，也会化作泡影，说散即散，世态炎凉 ，人心叵策，以为存在的情感早已烟消云散 。等下一个守候，谁还记得谁？
心情飘忽不定 ，一个人，一件事，一个场景 ，总是牵制我的思绪，令我不得释怀。会想念，会感动，会铭记。我具有复杂的情感 ，不是多愁善感 。有些东西触手可及，终究却擦身而过。不去感怀，只想用一次次的挫败来记住自己的成长。以慰藉不精彩生活里那一次次心灵触感 。
The wind is fast, the rain is urgent, the love, the chaos of the heart, the incident. Look at the passerby, passers-by. Look at the scenery, the scenery is born. For the middle scene, for the scenery, for your love.
At night, I walked in the wind, the street was light, my heart was dark. Not hurt, heart is comfortable. I want to take the wind, in the cloud, go to Qingtian, forget the calendar, happy. Not escaping, just because of disgusting. A drunk break, a feeling of understanding. I am happy to sleep, I only have the life you want. It's just a step away from your dreams, so that you will think, although wake up or wake up. Disappointment is happy to accept.
The city's late night is still venting, regardless of black and white, I am also used to. When I am sleeping during the day, when I am in my dreams, my time is fast, I don't say goodbye, some are only never met. Just like fallen leaves, you can never return to the embrace of the tree.
Once, a person fought in the mountains, parting. Today, a person stepped into the city and started. Anti-repeated, where is my home? What should I take root? The bustling and hypocrisy of the city. Poor mountain village, Pan Cheng's farmer. Tangible, unknown road. Tall, beautiful light shadow.
Dust settled, once experienced, more beautiful, bomb, also will make bubbles, say scattered, the world is hot, people's heart, think that the existence of emotions have long smoke. Waiting for the next waiting, who still remembers?
The mood is too unfair, one person, one thing, a scene, always holding my thoughts, so I can't let me feel. Will miss, will be moved, will remember. I have a complicated emotion, not too good. Some things can be tacted, but they will pass. Don't feel your feelings, just want to use a setback to remember your growth. To comfort the feelings of the soul in the unambiguous life.
Quiet heart, there is no excessive speech to express the dark injury in the heart! Silent, listened to the tick, and unintentionally created a beautiful sad melody.
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