When the time is always don't slow with, in the face of profusion, beginning some youth trance, when GuiFu noisy, in the heart of the peace rose is a loss. Dream have wrong? I do not know when the stranger, when his, more and more frustrated, finally found that once the dream has go too far too far. Sense of sadness, boring loneliness and depression reduced, not run this terrible times disease, sad. Now I finally understand so helpless, we grow that grew up the choice of the face also many, sadly life there are so many choices, and we can choose only one. Everyone to his future has not tell the anguish of heart joy or sorrow, standing in time the turnoff for carrying the way are so vague, and looking at nearby of friend, sometimes laughing mature day by day, happy happy, and make crazy is silent, their wounds. I do not know when the mood of the found himself also mature and the expression of the indifferent mood.
Write down the restless youth in words and the "sad", is to want to let us know, those who oppose it's stupid. "Sadness" always followed hard after as "growth", we always have to learn to live with the pain, with the passage of time is getting more old, those of the past youth painful also can only become the old content.
Life is a full of unknown road, the road everyone who comes in a hurry, and go to in a hurry. Everyone is not willing to stop his steps, and never look back to see world of mortals, feet leave footprints, always in a hurry to run in the world, also don't know why I did so lost.
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