Early morning sun is very harsh

But I still think the dark ages, and a little cool ice ice. A look back known until the autumn has quietly come, just kind of sense of pale; Understand that this is the flavor of the autumn.
A man walked across the memories quietly all the corners of the mouth, micro Yang, canthus tears; Little drops of clips section; The world of mortals with stranger, solitary shadow self-pity; Just want to know the incomplete beautiful pieces how to piece together a complete?
All seems to be a bit cruel...
A chance encounter a isn't perfect journey, a only didn't start the ending of the story; Light sentimental, maybe this is the so-called fight has there. It fragment awaiting perfection
Turn the head end strangers, turned around and has a lifetime.
Dream no longer simply, always effect; Who can not sigh, who can not I, who is who? Who
Deep shallow whispered, write a direction not with faint smile, it seems everything all only that light.
However, the dumb sad line of defense, and through the fingertips of shallow gray around, and say, said clearly not put, throw it out.
Out of the window and looked at the blue sky, deep blue, shallow blue with silk. Look at the roadside every thing, specious; Look at the roadside pedestrian already be strange to let a person suffocate, that is what the world often sigh thing is people have the scene?
Suddenly, the brain a blank, the helpless, the coolness coolness, even with a smile to empty also unable to hide that shares not depth of sentimental coolness!!!!! But I do not know whether this feeling will also go to the future...... how long
Maybe will be to the end of the world of any one corner!