Autumn came in silently, with her ice-temperament, some bleak, some withered and yellow, as well as bright and clear look. I think I have a serious love autumn plot bar, not just to me in the fall coming.
Busy summer and fall, no, no Huazhizhaozhan spring, nor winter's clean, but it has a simple, practical people, people, as always, outrightly, as well as a sense of quiet comfort.
In October, not cool late autumn.
Inadvertently received a letter is not signed, letterhead, be careful of the open, clean writing, gentle words, like in the ears nonsense, about his dusty mind. I knew he was lonely for a long time, I know none of that happened in his mind the pain, but I do not know yet how to comfort the injured countless men.
And hundreds of thousands of pedestrians pass by, but will not know at that moment, that place with his acquaintance. At first glance to see if he knew he was a gentle man, and has a noble temperament, a sense of peace of mind. I remember clearly when it is at this time, but I just looked at him from far, so distant, looking like a close, but distant horizon feeling. As a result, silent watch, and watch bits and pieces of his life, all the time or the surging prosperity bloom.
Smile, really blessed.
Imagine your life if you like soft and flowing with huge tracts of warm, sun-like signs as you smile, I want to see you each and every person who will be deeply attracted to you, and you bathed in the same sweet happiness inside. Your life can only be a nuisance dust Do Bar.
Years hurry, time flies.
For the story does not end, but only wait quietly, silently waiting, enduring grinding the Xin-Zhi, of course, is a kind of torture bar.
As a result, turned around to leave and pursue a better alternative. The poetic in that autumn, there is no romance, no beautiful legends, and memories.
Tell myself forgotten, when the advent of another fall.
What does a small letterhead, do not understand how to comfort you sinking, such as the fall of that year, the same erratic heart, just know that you now need is a little warm, but you also will go sooner or later.
Fall, you are gone, again.