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Afterwards with friends , one whisper alone in a small town . Month, hazy , like Qinghuang lemon . People , slightly tired , like a wandering soul. Darkness deep , noisy town restored ancient quiet . Occasionally , one or two passers-by hurrying , the home must be warm there is a light waiting for their return . Months, cool, very chill . A little bit of sadness slowly flowing from the heart . I do not know when, life and dreams have been farther and farther away . Simple pace of life more complicated,woolrich 2011, more crowded mind . Endless back and forth every day , as before can no longer sit in a rocking chair in a quiet desire not jump to the reading . First came to town , every night looking at high-rise buildings in the light , always want to have their own house, there is an orange-red light illuminates , the books piled up in the full study , I looked on the scholarly sleep. Today , all the desires are gradually on the implementation. Home has become a hotel , just a place to stay . Early in the morning to go out at night to go home . Study, where a thick layer of dust had accumulated , how long did not read, and their have been blurred. Heart , like a glass bottle . Filled with more than water , as well as gravel and so on. The fetters of life , material desires , among a big crowd , I lose myself . I can not find his way home , a loss at the crossroads . I have respect for nature , but can not resist the downtown . Tangled spider web like dark room , parking space for each space. Horizon last fall of a star also . Streets are lined with beautiful posture Althea is preparing for the arrival tomorrow . Like