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Artistic conception and arc

I couldn't restrain each note arrangement of the sad melody, also cannot escape from each confusion intersection melancholy Concerto; I cannot isolate each line of text narration of the silent journey, also cannot hold every smile convey the joy of discovery; I can't stop a life suffering tragedy, also unable to retain every fleeting beautiful scenery.

The years go by, at dusk I watch you leave the intersection, year after year. However, follow me is a sound and a sigh. Sorrow and yearning wet like rain like fog in the eyes. Ewha open again and again, green banana once again, however, can not hear your voice.

From time immemorial, hate free, since ancient times, those in the years to wait from the back, to the last, who is not just wait until their own shadow, is only a shadow.

The past is mottled, and adhere to cling. I often in the dim light of night foolish ask yourself: why not stay together, is it really you never had the feeling, you want me to leave? Why do you leave but so sad and helpless?

The years around, so the contradiction and trance passed. In the blink of an eye, has over three autumn fall winter play. In the most beautiful Hua year, together with you hand in hand through autumn years, love each other, each other to worry. However, in a long distance of Acacia, curtain, although the outcome is not the end, but the termination of the plot development. Love, finally did not stand the test of time and distance; the end or not worth forever.

Song of youth, in the melodious afternoon, scattered into the wounds, floating in the diffuse hot blue. The most beautiful time, journeying watch happiness moonlight, youth is cruel joke, a ray of smoke, I do not know where to float. Youth, youth no longer, however, and happiness is far away......

Do not want their dusty in the misty rain in the south, but did not dare to believe that the red feeling there is always a moment scattered evanescent.

Turned to look back, a man quietly like a stream flowing from the diffuse stone like three years. In three years, I fell in love with loneliness; three years, I can not get away from the lonely lonely. Sometimes, also have secretly tears, but not for you to leave, because you leave I can't change the fact, only for his own in three years still can not forget the back when you leave, so that three years did not find support for his life, did not find the sunshine their own flow.

Sit in the blue afternoon, through the years to write a diary, those lost pen to draw traces, so clear. Negligence, chaotic void I put the Buddha see my future because there is no sunlight in the night!

The sunset, or disappear at the far end of the hill, the sky to restore the quiet morning, if not see the sun to fall from rising, who will know in this autumn of blue light had across a beautiful arc?

Not only is the way of life is full of frustrations and pain? In the ascetic way, also often asked myself, this life why, I belong in? No one can answer, I also do not ask who can answer, or no one can answer. But, the day still hurried away, some things in imperceptible in indifferent lost. In between gains and losses, there is always an invisible and untouchable dynamic balance, unable to grasp. Life, it is just a dream.

In the face of the various life, simply and discrete sad not to be alone and looks in pain and sadness, wandering in the everlasting, I can do only these puny efforts, you simply can not find love; life experience all the sorrow of parting, quite used to come and gone, lost in any the pain is wanton spread, let alone is more serious in the heart, I have used only a sad day, gradually learn to forget, sometimes, forgotten than mind can express the heart unwilling helpless.
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