Better meet you miss
This evening, another brother fete-day that I couldn't refuse to listen to his songs, singing low rondo, melancholy tactfully, like exposed ocean let me suddenly body of the love and life to oppose the world rat resentments cold with warm self-knowledge self-pity. Look back at how has become, the past is empty. If floating dream theorizes, didn't find willing to use atrium and hands over the warm lonely soul.
The night was dark, people already walk, wine has bitter, tea is cool,
Heart gradually static, smooth song on, old, ripple easy up...
Miss is a wave of curve, the end result is doomed.
Time dilute something.
But some moved like wine, because years but and mellow.
Write down these words, unexpectedly forget sad,
Since cannot meet again,
Let we will miss stay heart,
Say a voice, better meet you miss!
April 1st, I again in Shanghai, morning wake afternoon, wine, won't at go to sleep, today is his brother's death, I again in Shanghai, the sleepless nights, the ritual of SanSiYue write brother is really sad days, a few days ago just finished writing the ritual of haizi and brother, today, I feel a bit fete-day endurance, but no courage and they choose death, as WoGui jump off a building needs to have the courage to do, my courage is just enough in the middle of the night to write their memory.
The Shanghai tonight the cliche goes, I've missed with that of meditating on the move, when I saw the mirror self-pity of the same sad face trance. Some people, is worth an entire lifetime to miss; Some things, is the need to use lifetime to forget; Time reversal, you still so fresh. I don't know which way to honor you should use the left.
I remember a long time, I fear memories and memory is like a huge whirlpool swallowed with my soul. I hope I'm for live today for tomorrow, and those of the past song, I dare not to go back to; Those of the past things, I dare not memories; Those of the past, I can't go to talk about... Let the world, the grass sprout out of the earth, with the changes.
After that brother go a long period of time, I can't go to see his movies, listen to his songs. Thought not to touch, that copy of the sorrow will slowly recovered. But just when I thought the thoroughly forget, actually he is the deepest of my heart grow slowly one corner of the.
This evening, another brother fete-day that I couldn't refuse to listen to his songs, singing low rondo, melancholy tactfully, like exposed ocean let me suddenly body of the love and life to oppose the world rat resentments cold with warm self-knowledge self-pity. Look back at how has become, the past is empty. If floating dream theorizes, didn't find willing to use atrium and hands over the warm lonely soul.
I was impatient with the other hand gently touch cigarettes, with lighter snap lit. Mars a flashes, and immediately dim. I deeply inhaling deeply from one mouthful, then this special day out REINS in the first breath.
The night was dark, people wore on, wine, already suffering heart gradually static, singing on, the ripples also up... Miss is a wave of curve, or a round again rebirths. The end result is doomed, if have the end of words. Time dilute some things, but some touched but like wine, because years and mellow.
Write down these words, unexpectedly forget sadness, bear can afford, inherit cannot bear, where the shoe pinches.
Remember three years ago, also in Shanghai, I wrote to his brother's miss, now the text, the gutty leafing old familiar sorrow rise.
On April 1st, at midnight, I am in Shanghai, dreaming of his glasses broken. Bleary eyed, felt himself to up the glasses are still intact, the mood are getting sentimental, melancholy. Originally that last broken not eyes, but the thing that hearts.
April 1, 2001, the cliche goes illnesses that a glorious kingdom to the moved once lost, when I saw the mirror self-pity of the same sad face trance. Some people, is worth an entire lifetime to miss; Some things, is the need to use lifetime to forget; Time reversal, you and she is still so fresh. Some for once he and she wrote, moved now of you and me. I don't know which way to honor them should use the left, so I use text to record, first, then go to move yourself you cry. The text is what I write, but not addressed to you, tears are you flow, but not flow to me.
A bird in the world have no feet, be born to keep flying,
Fly tired can sleep in the wind,
Life is only once, the landing when it dies.
So I understand, your life in the fly, continuously fly.
I think you are tired, in the wind you still cannot let you sleep.
Have the soul of the body, always so heavy.
So I understand, you not only perfected the leave final fly.
But I, still trance,
There is a feeling is that you have died, another kind of feeling is that you still alive.
Time really is a false appearance, puzzling.
He had exquisite silky look is full of sorrow is spreading, and
Putting those who once again the majestic song let tears.
These days, the temperature sudden cooling of Shanghai fell suddenly didn't just come unthreaded low is very low. Getting up early walk on the road time can smell leaves familiar smells, can see mouth exhale, can be in white gas of howling wind can't help body. Financers Originally, winter haven't go far, in that corner to walk still keep silence the. I have been a people who are sensitive to seasonal changes. And today's sensitive but not because the weather, but because he, this had brought me countless happy, touched, excitement and countless painful, sadness and despairing man.
Death, what a terrible word. We tend to think about it, but can't feel him. And with me he is to let I deeply feel the fear of death. Dead, is nothing to this is the sacrifice. Death has enough to bring me any pain. But it is everybody will eventually meet, I need a reason to live, need a reason to stick to my faith, even if still have my sadness and helpless. And miss you, pain for you, the moment I think is not need any reason.

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