The setting sun across the sky

 The setting sun across the sky, the last ray afterglow, shops scattered on the river. Leaving a crippled shadow. Watch the sunset every day, looking forward to tomorrow's dawn. I always take the trouble of counting the days that the hearts of every day countdown.
standing on the bridge watching a long absence, a sunny day, watching the brilliant sunset. even the most spectacular environmental cause, but also can not afford to re-hook my life filled with passion. I rolled up the cool air at the great stretch of my scars I try my hardest struggle, clenched hands of the spin line, or paragraph in the sunset of the wind, the sad, sad. rotary section who listen to?
roll the die to the surging river that somehow distant, as if growled the swan song of life. with another way to say what kind of worry, the interpretation of a difficult story to swallow. buried in the heart with sincere tears, sad memorial to his early years.
I kept the impulse keep quiet. big world after all, can not find my corner of stay, No, here, although only put my body, but my heart is not here.
I keep a breakdown along the way I'm helpless every step watered with tears, helpless hold up each piece with a sad long absence blue sky, helpless to comfort himself every reason to. and finally reduced to helpless into the edge of the sad.
I came with a bird's wings, Tongren, to achieve the hearts of so-called ;, balanced inner hope. Unexpectedly, only Zhulandashui, just in vain. I lost hope in this strange land, the remnants of the grass, the one I remember.
after I try to make no rockets continue to fly wing, after all, lack of motivation factors can be, even if there is a clear sense of direction. is unable to forward, stumble in the absence of the wilderness.
took the wind through my depression in young, open my camel with years backpack. returning to the photos, yellowed diary, recollections. can be true, can be read. In the scouring water clockwise passes, in the depths, can not disappear.
as I expected, Jay The Department, wounding from worry. What the?