The same once, constant of friendship
Everyone has a memory, or sweet, or sad, or dull, or happiness. But the main character in the story is ever of the us. Do you still remember the years we have just entered the scene when primary school? Remember the first time you class feelings? Blink, has six years on, you may have to forget these, but I believe, the six years of primary school life must be good, happy.

I still remember grade three of the time, you new here. The face of the flush let I see your shy. At that time, because you may be new students and not familiar, appear more formal. You are like the next term was a changed man, completely let go, you start and teacher bicker, began to don't want to do homework. You said, you would not difficult math problem, in fact I know, you're not won't, but don't want to do.

You always love to play, to hear concerts. There's even a times to see the concert, specially to please leave to see. Actually when that, I don't understand why concerts must see. Maybe, is really do not feel like it.

Remember when you five years, sick, but still come to school. Math class, you as abnormal, lovely. I think that, you know....... However, when I ask you, class but you said to me: "do you think I want to do? I that is ill well." Until then, I just know you sick. I ask you, why even come to school today. You said, because we have, so even if this is also going to school. I listen to the very is touched. I never listen to you mentioned you again to come to our school students, maybe before you really too have individual character, let a person can not accept it. But, from now on, I accompany you.

You're watching video. Have a singing competition, we all thought that you must be sewn, champions. Looking at you came on, we are very happy. But after you sing, I knew, no hope. Because in the climax several sound low. The final result, just what I expected, you can't get champion. You is very sad and says: "early know last night he watch video see morning." I said, you even the national competition with the first prize, but soon the match what care.

You no longer cry, but I know, you still sad. I no longer say, just accompany you walk quietly down. Write here, suddenly don't know how to write on, maybe it as you say, the past is often not once. The interpretation

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Give up the love dearly after
All summer, the moment has the tree outside the window of the noisy cicadas called. The mid-term exam to the past. The result can till the end of the month. To tell you the truth, I hate to wait for days, the in the mind some uneasy. Heart as if be put out abandoned in the uneasy suffering like that bubble, bit rot. I don't want to know that I did not take an examination of appearance, I know, if did not pass the exams, that all my dreams may are even a vapour.
What is happiness? The former I always think have a good love his own people is happiness. But now I find that I got sick of the life, I just can't seem to find sense of direction. The sweet between lovers let me some nausea. Don't know why, once so expect to hear now so disgusted. Once I fear a personal life, the time go to school is always about good friends go together. Once I afraid of others despise the look in the eyes of the words of others, always to hide. Once I like fantasy, sleep in the night with his imagination. I like a fear of injury little beast, always hope to find a man can for his from the rain. Little by little, to kill time now, but I like a personal life, the time go to school always like to depart know, don't want to say "hello" and they greet, yourself silently walk. Now I can look into other people's eye lights, until they view the transfer. Reality a lot, I mind a lot.
This is the growth? Like moldy feeling, remember read an article in the article said that if a person and the boundaries around more and more fuzzy until completely melt into, then the old, even if he is a young man, his heart is old. Young people should is the sharp creases. I want to let oneself the paranoid not old, but again under the teaching of the well-meaning parents I slowly compromise, started the on behavior, and in mind. Mother to her friend said I obedient, said my many, her friends reveals the envy of facial expression and the QiGuGu said they's child is how not obedient, mother is very pleased. Only when we both mother always said people say I obedient. In my heart of hearts I wry smile, that's all people want?
I was not completely change, at least I at a certain moment want to do your own thing. I don't know this is right or wrong, if you like, to me, I might do in this world can't live, but at least I magnificent and victorious crazy. If choose old go to, then I will be the ordinary school, married and have children, and die. Why? If a man does not live in this order would be pointing fingers, little which step seem to be all right. But who play it must stipulate this kind of? Just all lead so it, but I had a little in the mind but the seeds of change. Choose a life-style. A man traveling, a person see the sea. Blowing in the wind like crazy Shouting at the sea, until the fall on the beach was unable to cry. I total is one of life's a traitor.
Currently in the displaced "I read in a words: in fact no need to frustration, or make up for, I thought the choice of heart and is indisputable position with, at that moment chose believe or inheritance, later don't believe and give up also won't become more light weight. Escape or suffer or, say, first and last, is our hands harvest, let it be and will be for our feet away.
I don't want to have a love, because that need two personal careful management. Each people all have to pay a lot, but the result is not necessarily an effort in return. I don't have so much energy and power to do so not sure thing. Between two people in my feeling here has evolved into a perfunctory by serious about it. Go or stay all right, I'm not complaining, even if I was really love a person, I also will not leave any keep said in his words or anything. Should go all go, don't come back, the life is such. I don't know what is the object of his own life. That said, I don't have that is negative ambition, I just want to let oneself to be able to use their real life, like this is just. I was lazy are lazy, and can but won't say, can not do is not done. I want to a people listen to music in the afternoon, and a half to narrow her eyes looked out the window. That my heart is the most comfortable, has been to the setting sun down quietly. Keep a white cat. That is how quiet life ah.
I won't go to expect anyone to protect me, in the end can only let these people you trust yourself deeper wounds just. See, I have sequela? Mother will pour out every day, she deliberately take heed of my all, it makes me very angry. But I know she's just want to let me live better, I just this plate, the wind blows to can not find a north. Might not do have the physical strength live, although I have the determination. But I have not really tried, I don't know how to figure things out, when I look at the books I was a helpless.
Every time a writing articles I mood in low spirits, I know this is the real I. This time I can rejected all I don't want to do. Mother seems to be mad at me, and she let me go out to buy some supplements, my father work tired. I have just opened my heart want to write something, so I simply refuse to her, it seems to be she had not expected. She went to, although she said that her father will delay to do dinner. I'm really not good boy? My heart why always so rebel? It seems that I was a bad boy, so hypocritical, so artificial. Like and don't like I never said.
I give up the life you like to please all and I give up their loved ones, got only again and again too demanding. I try to go forward, stumbled. All we see is the happy I, have sad can pour me out, it seems I can all absorbed. Yes I can absorb all, then one of the people experience, some of the nue slowly tendency. But who knows in the middle of the night I a person hold tight the silent in the bosom of the toy bear. I'm not the thorns were trespassed, perversely, the I. That I was myself with chains in the dark of the cobwebs cell, so I became moldy. From the heart beginning.
Give up doing what I was, and began to do a adapt to the environment, to adapt to the crowd, adapt to the idea of fame and fortune, I could not love dearly. That I'm dead.

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