find that once calm and quiet, unfortunately, the passage of time and years, or let the days of youth aesthetic full of deep sorrow. Sunny spring, but did not feel the slightest warmth flowing in the heart, only can not throw away the sadness. Farewell season after season scenery, experienced the wind and snow and the end of the melody, turned around, or be sad and lonely tightly entwined. In the memory, the hot tears fell down, and there was always too much sadness. Do not give up the beauty of the prosperous, do not give up the beauty of attachment. Time is running out, the past has also been scattered into the past smoke, distracted eyes, has long been unable to see the ignorance of yesterday, only fragmented memories and regrets can not be erased. The so-called thousands of sails over, the general will come, the general will go, even if want to retain, but can not stop the pace of departure. How many people are passing by in this prosperous youth dream? How many of them are passers-by. Meeting and leaving is nothing more than to add sadness to the memory of the years. Spring sunshine, blossom is not gentle, after all, open will be attributed to wither, life is the same, the world is too much inexplicable heartache, too much inexplicable sadness. I want to use a happy smile to hide my feelings, however, that sadness has been deeply embedded in the bone marrow. When fate is doomed to loneliness, youth is also stained with sadness, and what kind of mood should be used to interpret the wisps of the heart, and how to release the sadness of life. Life is changeable, and the beautiful things of youth can only be found in the memory, trying to make up for the shortcomings again and again with happiness, but the wings of happiness have never been close to me. I don't want to write about the strange past, but the pain in my heart never stops, still as always tore my heart and lungs. The time that slipped away, the scenery I saw, perhaps, could only be recalled in my dream.