When the lover has gone, I realized sorts of feelings , called: loneliness, scare, hopeless, bitterness....I was able to taste the emotions, unbelivable, unhappened and even unimaginable before. It's a real one, unexpected. Then we quarrled, laughed, shared happiness or sorrows with each other again, however, I was aware of its false, cuz all had just passed , and run out when I opened my eyes, yea... that's just a dream.  Now, I only could meet him in my dream, in black night, but with the start of another day, I had to confront myself with the trueth, he has left.

    So what about friends? We have been seperated from each other since we left schools. Nevertheless, it seemed that people struggled to keep touch with each other, everything has changed.Dose really direction gives birth to beauty? I don't think so. Grow older, Happy less. With the development of age, people who can profoundly understand us significantly decreased. A real friendship is so hard to buid and make advance. Adults are secret, avoid being the subject of the mental readers but eager to be others' mental readers...it is funny, in the other hand , it's sad. Because of these, real friends are not easy to make, yet they become increasingly sincere and cherishalbe. Owning a real friend is a lucky thing.

    Rich feeling is not a fault, but a burden, which nurture one's thought, ameliorate one's pyschological inmunity, and no dbout make a wise man, however, it give more space for sorrows and deep thingking on some heavy things....