Might I wander the eye?

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The double hands enter pocket,No destination walk on the road between the company and home,since you are gone after,my life always stay on during between company and home,it seems like lack some color or else what。ago, every time I walk on the street district,Very special hope able to meeting you,just both meet to say:hello。 now I knew this impossible already,impossible meeting you again,because of you back to hometown yet.....       this is a spring seaon,one of the love sprouting seaon,many of the single youth people begin tidy the winter of sorrow ,wear up the charming light-color to seek the another one of self,or direct to say seek own of the hunt。 I also gradually go out that sense to you,It‘s like the earth equaltor,not only far distance and repeat rhyme,can‘t look the end ,don’t have belongs us the endpoints。    past some days I familiar a girl,just a little beautiful ,she is people‘s teacher,I buy a bunch of rose flowers give her,our emotions develop so fast,now she is my girl

隨緣流動,快樂永恆


大千世界,遠方與夢都精彩,晚風與浪都痛快。朋友,何必困於苦海中。


我心想,一個人可以成為別人的仇敵,成為別人一個時期的仇敵,但不能成為一個地區、螢火蟲、字句、花園、水流和風的仇敵。

入睡時無意識,醒來便是夜深,燈未關,也許從樓外遙望此處猶如大洋孤島,深林遺舟。我似乎都能聽得到一些呼吸,來自魚群或者人類。白天仍然糟糕,夜晚仍在等待中縫補,過甚的腰線像是中斷的睡眠,清醒是提前的懲罰。


她意識裡的火車向來不會延誤,所以允許大雪,風暴,泥石流和荒謬。


凌晨兩點,路燈還不肯入眠。幻聽的時候有風聲灌滿耳廓,我就是越海的逃亡者,率領孤寂奔赴流奶和蜜的迦南地,一揮手杖淹沒萬千追兵。在沒有月光的晚上,樺樹睜開一隻隻眼睛,從現實裡往虛空窺探,廣告牌掛在風的脖子上思考人生。從口袋裡掏出手點煙的時候,我看見,滿天破碎的繁星。


我一心記掛那隻走失的船,破霧穿過遙遠的大粒海鹽,擱淺在風雨不息的孤城。此地沒有光,只有在十月,星宇間的迴廊會成一台戲,給世人和野獸觀看。不要害怕,它們不是掛在牆上的那些短命道理,而是掛在宇宙間如銅器般誠實可靠的命運。


十二月即將到來,透過它的窗口,我望見了一月,一月大雪瀰漫。


夜裡有風,如海有話。晚安。

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