Act at Once

Life is but a dream
The pavilions, terraces and open halls, the blue sky outside the window, the blue blue sea water all over the world, the beautiful one is like a pair of multicoloured pictures.

A gust of breeze hits on the face, the cool one is thorough, clearance everything in the brain.

There is not a marginal flat line of sea silently at will. Can't see the face really in but the figure like an angel.

" sorry to be very excessive, perhaps very cruel too, but it is deep enough to remember at least "

The sad ring tones for a moment, as if awakening from a dream, only a dream originally, the beautiful fond dream not dared to imagine. Perhaps that is the world that heart wishes eagerly, persistent life. It is just a dream to wake up. There can be several such dreams to let me do in life. But people always say, dreamland and reality are opposite.

" hide from it into dream in the daytime and sit in the ladder that is known well at night " The deep atmosphere has been broken by more sad sound of a period of time. It goes around wantonly all around, seem the world integrates in it, every skin, every place is lymphocytic can experience the strong one is miserable.

Night is always long, lying awake all night has already become the habit. Look for passage that dream break to pieces desperately, scrappy passage those fall scattered room when being whole, how it is unable to piece together intactly. Wake up and does not know where oneself is from the nightmare in at midnight sometimes.

Someone ask me whether why live you, " live for wait for in death " once Empty terrible a word, terrible, but too true. The meaning of surviving, otherwise extremely busy, otherwise it is alive to busy with.

Perhaps has been dizzied with love, has become the same as fisherman and cast net everywhere, whom fish to fall in love with fisherman willing rise to the bait, in time all scratched up, but it utter all one's life, only smile for the rich fisherman, the most sad one is the fisherman, treasure and like never realizing truly, the fish have found the meaning of the love at least.

The yearning for life disappeared sometimes. Dream of and hope out of more reach. Blind life for 20 year, feel a little tired always, how it is hard, go ahead and forget.

A cigarette, a cup of green tea, a sad music, the work seemed to enjoy to this person like growing. Night is quiet and terrible, can nearly hear and breathe sometimes and heartbeat. Even suspect sometimes that lives in the cruel real world in the dream. The one difficult to breathe has fallen asleep.

Appear around the same one again, there is not but the figure like the angel, have been here in this dream beautiful.