Red autumn season, the fashionable dream joking, I think I haven't been able to mature to understand to leave.-- -- -- -- -- -- --.
Went to the summer, autumn comes.Autumn inadvertently, blow hanging in a tree trunk yellow leaves of autumn, which floated up, I don't know where he is going to.With the yellow leaves of autumn, which, looking for traces of you, so you still here.
And after you separate, I always feel confused, like a lost the direction in the field of the deer, I don't know where is the road.
That day, a grey day hangs over the campus, even the birds are reluctant to fly in the sky.You with my hands, some went to the playground."This ghost day!"I complained.You're still as usual as if nothing has occurredly and with my hand, came to the old place filled with our laughter.
I don't know why, my heart felt like lead, heavy, like what was going to happen.But at this moment you, like a bird prisoner not language only in my hand was clenched tightly in a low voice.I can't help but inner curiosity and opened the first mouth: "what's the matter, blue long wrinkles!"You like resistance to their usual hip-hop temperament, is still in a low voice for silence.Day, slowly played under light rain, the rain fell in, ever bright uniforms as if no longer bright at this time.I want to leave the playground, and hold you I used to set is still standing there.
You speak hesitatingly said to me: "we are going to separate."I hurriedly ask: "why? Why?"See you in a low voice remained silent, I'm no longer follow-up.At this point, if a fine line beads of rain has gradually turned into a pea.You cry in a low voice.I couldn't resist, tear up.The rain tears, and the fusion together.Discovered, firmly holding hands shrank back of my hand.You turn around, with his hand to wipe the tears of canthus, far away from me.I see, you just far of figure.
"Not to say that do a lifetime friend!"I slowly down, crying hard, and let the rain just play on me.The rain sound, as if to mock me unfounded worry...
Leaving you in the spring and autumn, as if days light years away, I still clinging to that our old place.One day, I had a lonely stood, and to the rain.Terrified, between the rain put my isolation outside the space.There is an umbrella cover up half the sky for me, I suddenly turned around, that the owner of the umbrella, turns out to be you.Your tiny smile, silent, only silently looking at me like that.I corners of the mouth slightly up.Oh, so you still here.
To work around, looking and searching, the original you, still here, never go away.-- -- -- -- -- - afterword.