I am looking forward to someone can share with me the end, this is the loneliness. I probably should have known the original of this world no one can replace me, no one can ever accompanied me, long overdue, habits, should not be looking forward to. Perhaps happiness, like money and fame and fortune, it is not pure, kind-hearted people might not. Perhaps there is no happiness, only one of our Department's **** are met, like the spring inside the flowers, to be reborn, and sunshine, happiness bloom, or whether she was eager to get rid of a cold winter, the biting wind and frost, but get rid of away in the spring of ****, in the sun engageante have met, she smiled and laughed more beautiful than we had, is the performance of well-being.
Happiness may not be bright, not a long time, not so that we have to expose a smile, so do not expect too much, so like, so like, it buried in the bar behind us, and the shadow to go with, so deliberate nowhere to be placed, so natural to come back, happiness is, sadness is.
每个人都有属于自己悲伤，我们不必假装幸福。幸福只是一瞬的感觉，而我们通常活在没有感觉的状态，太细微，感觉很累，太剧烈，承受不住。我只希望剧烈的可以化为连绵的空气将我包围，这样我的世界里，伸出手触摸到的，是附着在水蒸气旁的我的幸福与悲伤，湿湿的，是我和水蒸气幸福与悲伤。
我盼着有人能与我分享，而终就是孤独。我也许早该知道，这世界上原本就没有人可以代替我，也没有人可以永远陪着我，早该习惯，不该期盼。也许幸福也像金钱和名利，是不纯洁的，善良的人或许得不到。也许根本没有幸福，只是我们某一处的****得到满足，就像春日里的鲜花，得到重生和阳光，幸福的绽放，抑或她因渴望摆脱寒冷的冬日，刺骨的风霜，而摆脱掉的****，在阳光媚人的春天有了满足，她笑了，比我们更美丽的笑了，是表现的幸福。
幸福也许不是明媚的，不是长久的，不是让我们一直可以展露笑容的，所以不要期盼太多，这样就好，这样就好，让它埋在我们身后吧，和影子一起走，让刻意的无处安放，让自然的回来，幸福也是，悲伤也是。