Some obviously are happy with the time and trouble will come, then hearts. So happy with the time, despite feeling the pain of separated by a line with the music, but not removed any of them. So, happy, and some relative.
Sometimes the obvious is the well-being, and doubt will come, then hearts. Let the well-being of the years, they filter everything, thinking of whether this is true then? But happiness is a feeling of doubt that on refining its stand that a growing number of well-being of the existing refining its stand, little by little, until the disappearance of the happiness one day. Like the book that is also a kind of torture to wait, no one is willing to wait, wait absorbs the energy, refining its stand the patient, grinding the end of refining its stand patiently on the love again.
Sometimes it is obviously full of hope and loss, then the hearts will come. So there is hope that a dynamic world, has become a little bit at a loss. Clear the way on foot, as if they do not know the first step the right foot or left foot.
Perhaps a person, there will be two himself, two of its own contradictions, the strength of their respective Zhang Xian. Would like to move forward, will want to rest. Would like to close, will want to flee. Fly higher, but tied up the wings. Like freedom, has its own constraints.
Sometimes headache, a headache that is not pain, is a kind of tortured thinking. Perhaps the suffering in life is the existence of the original, and it is necessary. Because the torture to make you immediately think about and one day you will select an answer. But the answer itself is not the answer to life, the answer can you have a direction. You will in a very long time to move forward in this direction, running or flying.
痛苦的时候，忧郁也会跑到心中来结网，大脑里于是浮现了许多曾经的失望与绝望。装作摆一下手，想暂时歇息一会，不想理会一些人与事。但摆脱不了的是生活，因为活着，我们就要继续生活下去。
有的时候明明是快乐着的，烦恼会跑来心中作怪。让快乐着的时候，感觉虽然有一条界线分隔着痛与乐，但毕竟无法挪开任何一个。于是，快乐，也有些相对。
有的时候明明是幸福着的，怀疑会跑来心中作怪。让幸福着的岁月，于是过滤一切的一切，思量着这是否是真实的呢？可是幸福是一种感觉，怀疑一点就磨去一点，越来越多磨去原有的幸福，一点一点，直至有一天幸福的消失。就象书上说，等待也是一种折磨，没有一个人愿意等待，等待耗去了精力，磨去了耐心，磨完了耐心就再来磨去爱。
有的时候明明是满怀希望的，彷徨会跑来心中作怪。让存有希望充满动力的世界，开始变得有点茫然。明明路就在脚下，仿佛却不知道先迈左脚还是右脚。
也许一个人，会有两个自己，矛盾的两个自己，各自张显其力量。想前进，也会想休息。想靠近，也会想逃离。想飞的更高，却捆绑了翅膀。想自由，却束缚了自己。
有时也会头痛，这一种头痛，并非病痛，是一种思想的折磨。也许折磨于人生，原本是存在着的，也是需要的。因为折磨会使你立刻去思索及有一天你会选择出一个答案。但答案本身并非人生的答案，答案能使你有一个方向。你会在很长一段时间里，向这个方向前进、奔跑或飞翔。