When I've no idea where I am, I miss you. How I wanna you're behind me, and give me some suggestions, or in front of me and give me a guide. Sometimes I just wanna be alone, and wonder why i'm here, and for what. I wanna what kind of life is meaningful. The only thing I'm afriad of is that I find out finally that I missed too much, and what I've done is nothing.
How i wanna know what kind of life you are living. Sometimes, I find that somethings is meaningless in fact, but it's a realitiy you must face. Freedom and confidence may just need some sacrifice.
Here's a poetry I 蓝莲花的世界
How I miss you
Life is a journey
From the hell to the heaven
There's no straight way to walk
Sometimes up sometimes down
Hope creates a heaven for us
Despair makes a hell for us
Some choices are waiting for me
Which one on earth is better?
No god in the world can help me
Choosing is the byname of freedom
Different choice makes different future
It's stupid to put eyes on others
I have to make up my own mind
Going my way to the destination
Facing success or failure
It's no need to care too much
Only if I've tried my best
It's enough for my simple life
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