Close care will let me weakness, foresight will let me disappointed. Once upon a time, full confidence I, so am faithful.Time slips away, ACTS leave vicissitudes of life reality, so worried.-a man who speaksAnother night WeiYang, sometimes think, life is so long, long to let us count the time for a living.At the moment, feel the life need choice, need passion and spirit. The easy for nearly a year, so to speak. theFor me, perhaps is happy, but I really want to have pressure have concern. Had always feel a quiet uneasy,Can a busy will be agitated, ah, embarrassment and the age of the contradiction.An age a year, how don't call me disappointed. I live alive, there is always a day will realize the true meaning of life, onlyIs to that day, may all have decided. I like the uncertainty of life, at the very least, can explain, you haveA day may be successful, perhaps will fail, also may not-mediocre yung. "I am not a man of courage, and, with little yearsJamie's naive. "Ah, that time song will only make the more I listen to more innocent. Who wanted to, now sounds do not have taste.I think the choices right now, and no matter how to choice, it is a road, a fuzzy andFull of thorns bumpy road. Choice never terrible, terrible is the choice of remorse, no one dared to say to yourself ?"I never regretted his choice." People are all from simple naive up step by step, perhaps, full long,Regret and it becomes the word "pale.Don't know why from at this moment, knock on the god of god on words. May is the heart always haveA desire to go on hope has not become a disappointment, before ever, the hope has become after despair. Has someWant to read, after the end of the real and the unreal life journey.And sometimes, the life the but again a short scary, a moment, several spring and autumn already, close your eyes, all alreadyA temporary. All said to a fleeting, can be dissolved after, it really can be any marks disappeared?When I open a song, that is the student age favorite melodies. I will suddenly associated with many, many,And I have not how kind feeling, sad, but, in listening to the melody, the bitterness of the past with joy by the willThe Lord will emerge, this time, I found myself, has the love to laugh love make love no brain age headless."Go through the crowded, the lights and did not have to look back, one and a walk not over of the journey, when canGo through. Can't back, no longer the loss of time, not a choice, not a choice, never toBefore, because, has been on the road. ""Well, I'm not disappointed, it has to read.