在我还没来得及体会的时候，已经有一段日子没有想起。他不觉得悲，但心中又不知是什么滋味，然而他忽而明白了：他现在心里早就麻木了!他嚼着口中的菜，却觉得那菜似是泥做的，但要真是泥做的，也应该有些泥滋味吧!

枯藤老树昏鸦，小桥流水人家，古道西风瘦马。夕阳西下，断肠人在天涯。。。-----马致远

曾经好像有过交集，

却又似平行而过;

那回忆似真似假，

那回忆甜蜜而苦涩;

看似近在眼前，

却又似天涯海角;

烟花依旧灿烂，

亭子依旧寂静，

却已都成梦里的记忆。

桂花香远益清，一如我淡淡的思念随风飘向我以为你在的天堂，并不是所有的话说出来才是在乎，而那些深厚的看不见的感情会一直存在。人生应该学着面对，试着去应对，慢慢的你就会成长一些。我们失去的东西我们不会忘记，会记得更深切，会伴随着风，伴随着雨来感受曾经你的美好。不管在哪里，一切安好。。。

有时，我们挣扎着喝完一杯苦味的咖啡，直到最后一口才尝到杯底甜蜜的糖味。这就是生活，加了糖，只是未被搅动激活起来。

When I haven't had time to realize, have not think of a period of time. He did not feel sad, but don't know what it is, however, he suddenly understood: he was numb now! He chew the food of the mouth, but think that food is made of mud, but it's made of mud, should also be some mud taste!

Dry vine old tree faint crow, Bridges the somebody else, ancient road west wind thin horses. Sunset, heartbroken people in the world... -- -- -- -- -- Ma Zhiyuan

Once there seems to be a intersection,

But like a parallel over;

Memory like really like false,

The sweet and bitter memories;

Seemingly in sight,

But again like the ends of the earth;

The fireworks is still bright,

Pavilion is still quiet,

Has all become the dream of memory.

Osmanthus XiangYuan yi qing, flow in the wind, be like me, I thought you were in heaven, and not all words are care about, those deep invisible feelings will always exist. Should learn to face life, try to deal with, you will grow slowly. We lose something we won't forget, will remember more deeply, along with the wind, accompanied by rain feeling once you good. No matter where, all is well...

Sometimes, we struggle to drink a cup of bitter coffee, until finally a taste cup bottom sweet taste. This is life, added sugar, just not been activated.