Always feel that a commitment was a holy and beautiful thing Dr Renew. My life to the wonderful, far more than I need a lot. With a most pure desire, I wash to lead China's metamorphosis, say goodbye to the morning dew, goodbye to the west of the cloud, dazzling, toward the once promise, will be retrograde in the wonderful time.

Which bits of the years time, and left a decade long meditation, right hand never forgets anything firefly. Carefully studied the palm of your hand, many complex context interweave together, as if he were telling me something about it. Stumble across one after another ten years, the huge obstacles on the road, wild flowers bloom, which is not as good as looking up at the sky to give me more touches. The sky is broad, and the human mind is broad, inclusive of a season and a season of bitter suffering metamorphosis, filled with a happy year after year. So, we for your small, insipid happiness, a little have a deeper understanding. A dream, there is hope.

However, look at the busy streets, in the shelf inside buildings, a glimpse of the reality and scarred. Stole the waiting time Dr Renew, parents can not afford time to wait until we grow up day by day, has been slowly getting old. Years under the moonlight as a sincere greetings, let those torn, and efforts for the life of people, the trace of branded with the simple and dignified.

There is a miss, is not indulgence reserve; There is a kind of reserve, is insurmountable. Shallow night, deep blue is the essence of it is dignified. There is always a sad feeling, hovering in the lonely night. Has been obsessed with looking at the stars, like a seam, offered a universe infinite tranquil and broad. Star gave me the desire, but I was given the stars wider content.

Trip, had not capriciously gather a tender plants. They like me, hungry for growth, for the time and time again after nirvana reborn sacred and solemn. We are a small dust in the universe, enjoying the natural cordial greetings. However, more often, we are with their own hands to wipe the journey tired; More with his own tears, to comfort the soul of every boring, the imperfect of reality.

In the gentle behind the line of sight of you, make promise once secretly: tread don't want Dr Renew to do a tree, the grass; And strive to become a towering tree, offered shelter to you. Sunlight from the window aperture secretly sneak in, stole my diary dusty. A crack in the drip from the time of youth is fleeting time, just know some things, really very helpless; While some helpless, filled with a saddened when young.

But, I don't regret. Road is in, brave go on. Because this is my most devout willfulness. Keep dream, keep.