Finally, is a flower, a flower will bloom in the summer. Many people say raspberry remain silent when the spring flowers are blooming, with secular indisputable quiet elegant quality, but also because it some time in late spring and early summer, so many people the mandala as the season finale. So I naturally contact them and leave the two words together. It sounds like a sad thing to leave such a thing. So today I feel along with the light sadness of yesterdays miss, continue to talk about such a more sad proposition: Company is a long farewell. Speaking of which I would like to talk about the differences, the majority of people choose the attitude, is always out of the majority. The - accompany me insane through the final days of the friends tell me, in this world not who will at any time to understand who and some straightforward tell you they dont accept your ideas, and some people because the relationship between you and very close, willing to exchange greetings and listen. And there is little people have put aside the idea itself and to really care about how to make you feel that you are not alone. I believe everyone can have the very few people as a few friends. I also believe that people are more willing to experience frustration, in order not to let these people worry about the mind under the bit. That moment, I suddenly found that I was very lonely. I realized that things like is said to be nothing of that kind of feeling, from my most trusted friend. I dont want to deceive myself. Then sometimes intersection, and he talked about forest exploration to cherish, I said I liked her style of writing, although straightforward, like telling a story, but the text is very clear. He without hesitation said, oh, I also read her article, that she is very long winded, dont you think she cited many examples of said a lot of nonsense?? Froze for a moment, I smiled and said, you said there was nothing wrong. In a word, it is not happy for people to gather together in the context of context. I seem to see the future of the road, he and I go farther and farther, only when the need to help each other will appear in the field of vision. So then I very love a word, self pity. Of course, the first semantic is lonely. I suddenly found that there was no pressure to talk to the people, and slowly became not like to speak. So most people see is always a side of my madness. Of course, I also like this way, but less frustrated when, I also learned to shut up. Because not all like radish and dont like cabbage would be kind to say, turnip cabbage like it, they tend to prefer and ridicule satire cabbage how unpalatable. Then I chose second of its semantics, it is narcissism. I think, no one likes me, then I have to like myself. These seem to have little to do with the word. But in fact, when you are in the noisy crowd, you look around, stand by your side, is waiting for you to open the mouth, you will feel more and more, you leave those who really care about how far the distance between you. Separation of life and death. Are not the parting that I want to say. In fact, as long as the attention to each other, the separation between the two may not feel lonely. And if your heart goes further and further away, even if he is standing by your side, you will feel that he has no need to stand by your side. Of course not, "there are moments when you dont want to be there, so you dont need to be there." Some away, helpless, trampled upon. So now this lengnuanzizhi life, I do not think what a bad place. I want to drink a cup of it carried the bag to go out, do not have to consider the other side there is no air, good mood or not willing to accompany. I know more clearly some of the places you cant see, there are so few people, as long as you a phone, listen to the sound, you can not say anything to feel at ease. I was so turned to ordinary people, no, I should say I have been very ordinary, but I finally willing to ordinary. I have said such a sentence. The old man is never from the appearance it is from the beginning of the heart, no sound after the lonely voice lost again. As a matter of fact, old the word too bold, because real maturity is supposed to calm, nor is the so-called people not saddened, but we dont need to use a special way to let oneself live in calm, relieved, and happy. Finally, those who lost in the long river of time once best friend. I hope they become stranger flowers, to the summer, in a world of his own gorgeous. But no matter how far, this time with a long farewell, I hope all of them well.