the night

The sun set, all the noise of dust settled, but the heart is more and more impetuous, ripple upon ripple.

Late autumn night is very cold, early spring night is natural, lonely heart will always feel a little bleak, all the way through how many bleak nights, this is a kind of isolated loneliness, can not be resolved, daytime dazzling sunlight used to arm themselves, like a strong hedgehog, such a vulnerable in A heart, living very contradictory, namely strong, weak, and numb.

The night is like water, the gentle moonlight will be a little bit of illumination of the mind, the day is a strong man, the night may be a sentimental little princess, past experience scenes in mind. To the key point, I can not help but wonder, if I had chosen another way, now I will not have a more natural? No one answered, the darkness of the night swallowed the human mind, forcing one sensible person to bow to the reality of the night is wise, it unconditionally retain your mind, until you are tired, it will use its tender sensibility to comfort you, sleep, tomorrow is a new beginning.

Night, with its wisdom, tells the world that there is no time for grief and joy to go on a new journey.

Living for a long time, looking at yourself in front of the mirror, why do you feel so strange? I can't help thinking about what I've been searching for under the moon. Have you found a foothold? Is it farther and farther away from the heart?

Night is always a light of sadness, the old people used to recall the past at night and look forward to the future, happy night is always too many possibilities, but the dawn.. should continue