i have been on the road

Standing in a noisy crowd saw rows of shops and the balmy breath of, the pieces of yellow surrounded by each other, much like the soldiers unite spirit of waiting for the arrival of the military parade. I looked at it smile, as if it is towards me and smile, that the sun fusion of flower color makes me feel a little glare. I subconsciously hides a wide mans, with the palm section when I put down his palm branches have been pulled down in her hands the lane, deeply before it is placed in the nose to smell, probably the smell is not so good other flowers, see the hand gently a cast, with yellow primrose, the branch she was lost to the ground. At that moment, I especially like to have some Korean dramas in a divine power. At that moment, I imagine everything still live, I slowly walked over and picked up to it. But it cannot be returned to its branches, I also have no power, so it was a cruel throw to the ground, gradually be trampled on, lost the original shape of braking. At that moment, originally all shine disappeared, and even can't see the original appearance neo skin lab derma21 . 

I walked out of the crowd, no longer look at the winter jasmine, because in the past, spring summer, there will be more beautiful flower hangs over the world, no one will remember it. I walked forward, some curved path, rained path will always take the pedestrian shoes with a lot of mud, a beautiful woman was wearing bright drill the high-heeled shoes in front of the station are anxious about how to spend this period of narrow dirt road, but car phone ringing again remind of, the expression of beautiful women become more anxious. She was wearing those high heels stepped into the mud, and then slowly walked past. You see, the road ahead no matter how hard it is, get someone to go in the past, because that is the only way, even if this time need your splendor, lose self-esteem you must go in the past is not also! 

I have been on the road, look at all the way scenery, listen to other people's stories, but still live with his life. Through the bustling downtown when see a middle-aged women in the bridge to the crowd knees and knelt down, there is a big piece of paper and the many words before, I seem to see a pair of feet as I felt her low head walk beside her stay no sense of loss. I walk quietly in the past, but has no one from the wallet took out a few note down. To take out a business card to squat down to hand her, gently said a sentence: "if you want to use their own hands to make money, you can contact me." Money can save a person temporarily, but will never regain confidence. Charity can temporarily to feed my stomach, but also can let a person produce degradation. No one who is obligated to or have the responsibility to help you, if you can when everyone else give you these what you can give someone. 

Maybe for too long,some tired, I parked in the empty street. See not far from the corner a person cry, I gently walked over and pass on the towel. She said "thank you, but I don't need a paper towel, I'm just in the elimination of excess water." I said I am a man and to hear the story, but I didn't get in her story, but it got a significance beyond words. She said, "sometimes is not only the sand lost his eyes, throat uncomfortable, steam smoked wet eyelashes. Sometimes is not only a happy smile, tears, sorrow, peace without incident. Sometimes a lot of things not complicated, but is not simple as you think. Just love jump the dalai, noisy, mean love age, learned to smile more often sheltered behind scars, learned how to struggle in a bog fall. Sometimes hate myself too early to know some things, too easy to see, but it's too late to convince themselves, these are the facts of their settlement in the bait hides the hook, let their as autumn leaves litter in the wilderness, rotting, into the earth." We just each other may not be met for the second time in my life traveler, so did not leave contact information did not leave any memorable things, I think maybe she will forget there is a me, but I'll never forget there is a she, have so a touch to my heartscientific development.