Like an old door, which is endless darkness. I stood at the door Long time wandering, but not the heavy step, around the scenery constantly changes, like a one-man show. Used to it, and got tired, so I leave here, go find a piece of pure land of their...

Although a bit disappointed, but you do not regret. Life has been seen in some places, and not, and cannot, without discrimination. Because it belongs to the heart, is long and repose, is engraved on soul as rushing rivers. People in their own hearts,...