From my hand across a refers to the quicksand, streetlights started YiZhanZhan, systematically according to the order according to open. Night falls.
 
Ah, did not find before, the original scene at dusk, have so good-looking, but now of I, just learn to pay attention to, learn to miss, learn to cherish.
 
Quietly, I entered my reflection: oh, isn't that I failed to live up to my time?
 
Then the wind blows over, this let I , filar silk rain and dew of moist.
 
I've learned: oh, that's right, the original life so happy; Oh, that's right, the original is my lack of a pair of eyes to find beauty; Oh, yes, originally the world everywhere there are beautiful, there are bright. Oh, yes, I failed to live up to my time, but I think, from now on will not -- I would not let my youth, leaving the regret.
 
As for the paper, for now I have to don't want to. I know, I shouldn't because this small thing, add a few more ChouSi strands. Oh, yes, I have a good youth, there are a lot of good things waiting for me to appreciate.
 
Just let it be, I gently waved, turned to leave.
 
"The cloud, bird, sky, thank you. I also bless you, have a better tomorrow."
 
That evening, radiant. Very beautiful, very sweet.