Suddenly remembered childhood, when someone died, when someone, in my case always happy thing, because it represents a meal, on behalf of the excitement, I was a person who likes excitement. Can not say that my happiness is built on the suffering of others, because when young, do not have to understand the pain and sorrow of life, like everything, have been thought of as naive own everything beautiful scenery discount designer sunglasses, and even others tears in my young eyes you have become a lively manifestation, in retrospect, how ridiculous it would be naive. 

Say, life is a silent fantasy, in which we go from scratch, from there to the middle left all traces are merely temporarily borrow in this corner of the earth. Life is too short, we are always too late to leave a lasting, and ultimately to bring all regret, attributed this piece of dust, attributed this piece of rain. 

I do not know whether this is the essence of life. I saw it in the process, the outcome have guessed it, but I was not sure my heart, as if somewhere has a voice reminding me that life should not have been easier, but should not be so pale, you can even I know this was still unable to change the face of reality, we eventually see their tiny. What is life? How should we define life? I always find the answer destination Private Cloud, as if they had never existed in this world, like, as I said, everything is just a beautiful lie, the lie that we are being fooled object, but who is the master of lies it? Fate still time ... 

Recently often dreamed himself back many years ago, saw a lot of familiar people children, there is, and is not, smiling, serious, and so, as the appearance of the original experience, clear and vivid. I know that these things never come back, along with some familiar faces gone, it will never stay in my memory inside, no power to push the pace of progress. 

We walked through, to the depths of the years, many lives buried here bright. Come, go, stay humble with much regret, buried in time where, eventually, take you, also took his own. What is life? Life is a race in the process and regret that we can not always win it, only to try to narrow the distance between each other iPhone cover, so the chase became our only goal, a short distance, unfortunately naturally less.