Silent night far-reaching, long the snow wave, after midnight the strange world of peace.
under the street lamps and step on the road to the track less and less clear, there is no wind blowing, so I feel fine and light footsteps, is the kind of loneliness and the strong, and the figure is as mobile helplessness, Is the kind of tired of the groaning sound of footsteps to press forward to moving images, to remove the other side of the road, however, I feel left behind in every step, so that the wave of snow buried on.
have a feeling scattered in the clean thoughts, it seems as if I am behind a familiar figure, as with my mobile and quietly moving, as is the light, as is the Pentium is the way the reluctantly Feeling seems to be worried about what I found, that the hearts of unlimited joy of feeling excited, as if Yigunuanliu into my heart, she must come, I am afraid of her loneliness, depression, I fear, she doubts that the Footsteps, and closely follow the rhythm in my footsteps, the footsteps that the frequency of speed, I made my feelings.
She sent me to a certain distance, so I left the city before the cold is not alone.
suddenly I look back, I would like to capture her puzzled look, a look that haggard figure at ease gave her a comfortable and quiet smile, give her to me about the missing and also I feel that her leaving The cold city, to the quiet life, not for the love of the confusion in the past.
However, I am back in the blink of an eye that the world is as cold and indifferent, and I am passing scenery, and there is no change in excess of the outstanding, I do not want that feeling in all, I do not look forward to The figure was more like I did not receive the consolation and comfort feeling, to those expressed by the eyes and a smile, and say the words, both quietly hold back.
I could feel my face and my heart is at the same time a bit tight, the whole body's blood flow seems to slow up the flow of a cold, I began to circle the body, I know that the familiar The strange figure will not happen again, but at first the kind of loneliness and loneliness is gone.
In Xue Wu did not encounter pedestrians and vehicles in the past, only a pair of eyes stray kitten in the litter around the yard looking forward to for a food and can not rest, just as I feel the same erratic day Thirst, around the height ranging from construction groups, all the snow cover in the world, a bit less during the day's glory, only a few light of the sparse few lights, gray in color, have shown that they can not Glory.
open platform, in addition to me, there is only one of the sleepy cut ticket, the throughput of smoke, a few messy beard, with a thin layer of Frost, humming do not know the name of the minor, pass the time while his The back, there is a familiar figure, carrying a red pack, and that familiar with the luggage, my eyes hurt, Zhibu Zhu's tears, rushed to the chest, she really is my shadow, always for me Hand in hand.