一直都在想，要为自己的情感 ，找一种最合适的表达。婉约也好，简洁也罢 。适合自己的就好。为此，我努力了很多年 ，却常常还是无功而返。
情感，总是随着生活 。起起伏伏。兜兜转转。就像远行者从起点到终点，终点回到起点一样 。一圈的距离可以很长很长 ，也可以很短很短。一如一些离开，转身，就是一光年。
不管 ，是一回倾心的交谈，一次美丽的擦肩，一份幸福的约定 ，一个微笑的晗首。还是一场醉人的花事，一句温暖的鼓励，一行深情的句子 ，一帘幽静的情怀 。都会让人为之动容。为之沉迷。
它让我们相信，有些美好一直都在 。只要我们愿意，每个人都可以拥有获得它的权利。哪怕 ，生命注定会在某些时候，被一些光芒灼伤，留下疤痕。或是因着一些理不清的柔软，纠缠成结 。我还是一直愿意相信 ，在我们短暂的生命旅程中，会有那么一首歌，触动我们心中最柔软的情愫；会有那么一个人 ，与自己的心灵相依 、灵魂相守。
不去追问，他的位置，是在云端 ，还是在天涯。不去查询，与他的距离，是远 ，还是近 。不去占卜，跟他的未来，是携手 ，还是擦肩。
只要知道，有一颗心，能够感知自己的快乐和悲伤。只要知道，有一个人 ，能够小心翼翼地将自己珍藏，不管是捧还是装，都怕蹂躏时 ，心里溢满的，不仅仅是悸动，还有深深的情 ，暖暖的意。一份直达于心的柔软，散发出来的阵阵清香，沁人心脾 。此去经年 ，不失。不忘。
于是，学着将心腾空 。在触手可及外，开一扇明亮的窗。在靠近心脏最近的地方 ，安一张床。乏了，将窗打开，让温柔地和风和暖暖地阳光进来作伴 。累了，就卸下沉重的负担 ，安然入眠。
不去管，明天醒来会怎么样。不去计较，付出和得到的多少 。不去思量 ，喜欢和爱，那个更为重要。
人生，原本就不是一道几何方程式 ，有着固定的解题模板。我们的问题，抑或是疑惑，答案从来都不是唯一 ，也不全是多项 。这需要考量，我们所在的位置，还有思考的方法。
就像抬头看天的时候 ，我们会发现，蔚蓝色的天空，时而通透，时而干净 ，时而忧伤，时而明媚。其实。天空，本没有心情 ，只是看风景的人，赋予了它情绪 。
虽然如此，我还是常常地 ，会在很多时候，发现自己一直生活在生活之外，在自己编织的梦里挣扎和徘徊。没有勇气丢弃多年的执念。骨子里的坚强 ，是自己为自己的倔强撑起一把漠然的伞 。
其实。我最想要的，是做一个心静的男子，在自己深深的空间之外 ，有一个更丰富的生活。不被那些曾有过的纠缠，有过的怨叹，有过的惆怅和茫然，扰我清思 ，乱我悠然，分我神韵 。
可以在忙碌的工作之余，停下自己匆忙的脚步 ，看顾盼流离的风景装饰自己的窗，装点别人的梦。偶尔，还能在一杯咖啡的时间里独自陷入沉思 ，让那些或远或近的念想，浓缩在卡布基诺的醇香里。或是，在得闲时 ，以往事为墨，用尘世里那些最是轻浅和安然的情怀，写一支心灵的圆舞曲 。
I have been thinking about it, I have to find a most appropriate expression for my own emotions. It's just that it is good, and it is simple. It is good to fit yourself. To this end, I have worked hard for many years, but it is often reactive.
Emotion, always with life. Appeal. Pavilion turns. Just like the traveler from the starting point to the end, the end is back to the starting point. The distance of a circle can be very long, or it can be very short. As some leave, turn, it is a bright year.
End of the sky and the end of the world. That's it.
Celephant, this world, will always have a surprise that constantly staged, and people are eager to be happy.
No matter, it is a controversy, a beautiful shoulder, a happy agreement, a smile. It is also a intoxicating flower, a warm encouragement, a passionate sentence, a quiet feelings. Will make people movement. For it.
It makes us believe that some beautiful has been there. As long as we are willing, everyone can have the right to get it. Even if life is destined to be at some time, they are burned by some rays, leaving scars. Or because of some unclear, entanglement is completed. I still always want to believe that in our short life journey, there will be such a song, touch our most soft feelings in our hearts; there will be such a person, with your own mind, soul.
Don't ask, his position is in the cloud, or in the horizon. Don't query, with his distance, far, or close. Don't dine, talk to his future, or shoulder.
As long as you know, there is a heart, you can perceive your happiness and sadness. As long as I know, there is a person, I can carefully collect myself, whether it is holding or put, I am afraid, my heart is full, not just sharp, but also a deep feelings. A soft and fragrance that is dissolved from the heart is straightforward. This is going to year, it is not lost. Do not forget.
So, learned to be empty. Outside the tentacles, open a bright window. Close to the heart closestFang, An a bed. Due, open the window, so that you are gentle and wind and warmth. Tired, unloading the heavy burden and staying peacefully.
Don't go to the tube, what will I wake up tomorrow. Don't go to a more, how much is it? Can't think, like and love, that is more important.
Life, originally not a geometric approach, with a fixed solution template. Our questions, or doubt, the answer has never been unique, nor is it. This requires consideration, our location, there is also a way to think.
Just like looking up, we will find that the blue sky, sometimes transparent, when it is clean, sometimes sad, sometimes shining. in fact. The sky, this is no mood, just watching the scenery, gives it emotions.
Although so, I still often, I will find my life in my dreams in my dreams, and I will struggle in my own dreams. There is no courage to discard for many years. Strong in the bones, is a umbrella that you can stand for your own stubborn.
. What I want most is to be a scent man, there is a richer life outside of myself deep space. Not being entangled by those have been entangled, have adequate, essays, essays, and disturbing me to think, let me leisurely, divide me.
You can stop your own steps in the busy work, see the scenes of the exclusive scenery to decorate your own window, install someone's dreams. Occasionally, you can still fall in a cup of coffee, let those or far or nearly mind, concentrate in Kabhno's mellow. Or, when you are leisure, it is in the past, and it is the most lightweight and peaceful feelings in the world, and write a circle of the soul.
The stacked sentence of the string is that the year of birth is a sad man.
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