Fear? Death? Shaking? No heart beating? Paled face? Blending with green and red? No increasing? No decreasing? No dying? No collapsing? Living was dying? Dying was living? Was the camera real? Did film record everything? Was the pretty girl in the dream a bless or? What was it at the back and under the bed? Was it the air roaring by? Did the relatives truly bless you?
Subway, is the vein of our nation, thus, music is the soul flowing in the vein. The busy people, coming from their own minds space, music is the best rhythm after the busy time. With the music in the cold subway, it turns to be romantic, warm……
The girl is mature, the boy is handsome, singing the sadness into the song, at this moment, bluebells is blooming, nothing can replace. For hundreds and thousands of years, who would like to turn round to uncover a scar? Actually, even though the love is deep enough, keeping distance is necessary, so that each other could turn around, The true love does not need time, the feeling is right, everything is right.
"Hug" is a whole new bedtime story. It uses soft music, good pronunciation to draw children's attention. It includes more acceptable elements of bears and balls to last children’s happiness from bedtime to their dreams.
Maybe because of the curiosity, maybe because of the newness, the attraction of two makes them walk together. Keeping this feeling, the two start falling in love. But when the curiosity becomes well known, the newness fades to ordinary, how to protect this affection? Together or breakup, insisting or giving up, how shall we choose?
ALL has gone. Although there is some regret in the heart of each other, still keeping some feelings of the other within somewhere deeply in the heart, have you already had another girl let your heart beat? You should care her now but put down all old things and her feelings.
Why do people have poor, cold, disease, grievance, tears? Why do people have difference and misgivings?
When people suffer from these, the ones who love them will also suffer from these. Man, why should we bear the feelings?
What is happiness? I asked about it around the street. It has been said that happiness would be by hard work, I have considered so. When I went for it, I was fatigued with the journey, dead beaten, but can not find the source of happiness. So I live very tired because of pursuing of happiness.
Missing is condensed into sour sobs, how many heartbreak that the bitter tears carry? Who said that time is the treatment of pain? Who said everything would be okay? Day by day, month by month, year by year, when at vulnerable time, there is always a voice, a familiar face appearing, let me clearly see this fragile heart dry ice burning in the air releasing the wild white gas. The cold thing burned the beautiful hand, but nobody knew that it even would burn me into ashes.
In mining of Changsha Mawangdui fire tomb, at the night when the coffin was opened, the Museum of Hunan province did not lit up all night long. After the archaeological expert Bai Rongjin said he was unclear of the situation inside, the surrounding provincial leaders gradually dispersed. But this was not the case in practice, only Bai Rongjin who cut the silk wrap knew himself. In this silk wrap, Bai Rongjin clearly felt a body very elastic. His experience told him that the coffin mummy preserved like a man just died soon.
Behind the imperial mausoleum, behind the heavy guard, behind the bleached bones, is there hidden the thousands of years of anger or the Millennium puzzle?
