Because it is not lonely to remember
Because it is not lonely to remember
At mid-night of at yesterday, twining me again of insomnia, the same quietness died in this world. In the twinkling of an eye, I have tasted lonely taste. What a kind of feeling is that? I am unable to describe the characters. Have gone to the balcony, certainly have friend who I doted on towing the stiff body ---Cigarette.
Lonely and gloomy light, deserted and lonely person form shadow only, have me this piece to smoke cigarette let lonely person that engulf. I think, all people are lonely, no matter how many friends do you have? No matter how many girl bosom friends do you have? What the friend can get down to listen to you and speak is few, what the beauty gave to you is only the comfort of paralysis in the twinkling of an eye. We have no place to look for the best listener. Listener who then becomes oneself!
For example in this night, I what everything go through in careful, careful a grand one, past event for a long time translate in the past, to go, read every page one, read I smile, read sad I getting sad reading kindred to be I getting happy reading love to be I sad glad time. Those past events that has already gone over, many people say time can dilute all either sad or happy things, a lot of people say time is the good medicine curing the wound Reciprocating Pumps| Metering Pumps long long ago
. This is the best way, I think, all of us are unable to refute. Because we were all once the time best attempt person. It has to be excellent in life in story, act as time that we all memory dilute when, the ones that begin to change in our life are vague and general, people have not remembered, what a terrible thing that will be. Whom we go through, like by we, we hate, have no trace at all wash. If it is possible ones that have at yesterday only too page,how that is have pity on, grief.
I frequently always filter all things for a long time, leave the story overview of the thing of going over of the residence. At a certain mid-night or a certain dusk, in my lonely time, the memory slowly, will not be sad in order to lose getting, will not become others' bride to cry bitterly for the woman that loved at that time, will not be overcome with regret for doing the thing that shouldn't be done. It is unnecessary to go to bear any responsibility for past thing, remember after all and go over, we are unable to go to retrieve now, so, just present twinkling of an eye is touched by the past story, what a great hiccup the mood will be, there was such and such person telling a story and the person who listened to the story originally in this world, a kind of soul that this is is wonderful, the pleasure of a kind of memory, a kind of fun picked up. That of forgetting that don't be thorough was once gone through, my friend.
I think of me at a certain mid-night or dusk of seventy years of age, a cup of green tea, one cattail leaf fan, close eyes remember all one's life, face have proud smile that satisfy right away getting enough. Memory can support our lonely heart, all memory that don't let time take away, because we need to remember, or good one, or bad one.
It is a most comfortable mid-night at night at insomnia for me tonight, because remember, I am not lonely.
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Date: 10 October 2008, FridayAt mid-night of at yesterday, twining me again of insomnia, the same quietness died in this world. In the twinkling of an eye, I have tasted lonely taste. What a kind of feeling is that? I am unable to describe the characters. Have gone to the balcony, certainly have friend who I doted on towing the stiff body ---Cigarette.
Lonely and gloomy light, deserted and lonely person form shadow only, have me this piece to smoke cigarette let lonely person that engulf. I think, all people are lonely, no matter how many friends do you have? No matter how many girl bosom friends do you have? What the friend can get down to listen to you and speak is few, what the beauty gave to you is only the comfort of paralysis in the twinkling of an eye. We have no place to look for the best listener. Listener who then becomes oneself!
For example in this night, I what everything go through in careful, careful a grand one, past event for a long time translate in the past, to go, read every page one, read I smile, read sad I getting sad reading kindred to be I getting happy reading love to be I sad glad time. Those past events that has already gone over, many people say time can dilute all either sad or happy things, a lot of people say time is the good medicine curing the wound Reciprocating Pumps| Metering Pumps long long ago
. This is the best way, I think, all of us are unable to refute. Because we were all once the time best attempt person. It has to be excellent in life in story, act as time that we all memory dilute when, the ones that begin to change in our life are vague and general, people have not remembered, what a terrible thing that will be. Whom we go through, like by we, we hate, have no trace at all wash. If it is possible ones that have at yesterday only too page,how that is have pity on, grief.
I frequently always filter all things for a long time, leave the story overview of the thing of going over of the residence. At a certain mid-night or a certain dusk, in my lonely time, the memory slowly, will not be sad in order to lose getting, will not become others' bride to cry bitterly for the woman that loved at that time, will not be overcome with regret for doing the thing that shouldn't be done. It is unnecessary to go to bear any responsibility for past thing, remember after all and go over, we are unable to go to retrieve now, so, just present twinkling of an eye is touched by the past story, what a great hiccup the mood will be, there was such and such person telling a story and the person who listened to the story originally in this world, a kind of soul that this is is wonderful, the pleasure of a kind of memory, a kind of fun picked up. That of forgetting that don't be thorough was once gone through, my friend.
I think of me at a certain mid-night or dusk of seventy years of age, a cup of green tea, one cattail leaf fan, close eyes remember all one's life, face have proud smile that satisfy right away getting enough. Memory can support our lonely heart, all memory that don't let time take away, because we need to remember, or good one, or bad one.
It is a most comfortable mid-night at night at insomnia for me tonight, because remember, I am not lonely.
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