2015年05月12日

Don't part with gentle


Look up at the endless grey clouds, the season is called loneliness. Way to start a backpack filled with household, road walk.

I don't know when to start the fear of the station, wharf, airport, strangely. Because there is always carrying a person is too much fragile emotions. Or not with the eyes of nostalgia and went through the farewell smile tears as burst its Banks after the turn. Perhaps parting is in order to better meet again next time.

I like to use finally, finally had a holiday, to finally leave here. As if all the lights and go their separate ways is a relief. Many schoolmates had on me to go out to work, after they got the news of the work was not so easy, the true, no one is easy. They suffered in strange collective all people's eyes, is exhausted. But they still insist on down, in order to resolve.

Far from home, are turning into autumn moon. But I do like the falling leaves falling in your heart. I always believe that no matter how long the sun get the tree's shadow, it always and root. Here I just want to whether people go out to work far from home, or face, respectively, the classmates said immediately, no matter how bitter, don't give up gently.
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