夏天的飞鸟，飞到我的窗前唱歌，又飞去了。秋天的黄叶，它们没有什么可唱，只叹息一声，飞落在那里。
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall, there with a sign.
——题记
I'm a fantasy.
I always fantasize about some tiny happiness.
I only wish I could have personal sad when accompany at me nearby, never say a word, and then look at. Help me to wipe out the tears.
I only hope that when I am happy to have personal and I together, share together, happy, happy. Just look silly. A happy face.
Life is short, want to let oneself life is colorful, there must be a dream, everything is dream! Youth is the beginning of dreams, dreams are always accompanied by youth, because of our youth in the world, and are curious, we will have a thing has been struggling to explore in this process, can let us know what is your dreams.
If cloud, the dream is youth is wind, with wandering youth, if the world youth is, the dream is flowers and trees, dotted with the vast youth, if the dream is youth is white, ships, pushing the waves move to youth.
Love is the crystal, need maintenance. Floating youth, never disappear! When you're sad, who give you comfort and love, In your happiness, who sing for you, for your blessing, love, In you and friends, who is to wipe your tears, is out of the corner of love! The power of love, in my youth feiyang stage, as fish need water, flowers need sunshine is as important as the dew and the next, in love, I believe, surrounded by youth.
I like wandering in the street and see the bright wind across the entire city, through the branches hung aureate leaf through my feeble fragile youth.
Look at the window, I saw the blue flowers.
My memory is so cluttered and light, like one scene of dance, scenes with my excessive, the float in the sky of happiness and the heaviest pain.
Like many memories, before the floating foam as far YuHaiTian wander, and finally disappeared handover places in the dark abyss.
The youth and life, in his hand.