Tropic of Cancer, all the way north

I only have two days to pass by one day, another day is passing. ---- Xu Wei

in 2007, is almost a year of despair, carnival feast in others, the pursuit of dreams that once seemed, and I personally will be its end.
at the crossroads, extremely anxious, such as weaving around traffic, busy still.
always remember that out in the Green Paper on Zhou Yu's Train, releasing the old and familiar thunder, in the struggle between dreams and reality. Only, your train will be bound for where?

year, hot summer, with escape pull off, I lay quietly in the backpack, the road alone.
that night, clear sky, lonely stretch of holding up his glass, lonely for his birthday, looked up, searching for their own direction.
that moment, I have twenty-six, is no longer so young.
work hard after a few years, just back from the end, tremendous freedom you desire in life, but ultimately no match for a piece of fate.

Hai Zi said: Facing the sea, with spring.
Yes, I would like to believe: Facing the sea, with spring.
somewhat leisurely leaning on the windowsill, basking in lazy winter sun, the distance is still green valley.
lit a cigarette, watching the mist rising curl, Cui Mingliang shadow flickering.
gently disperse them, and let the quiet corners of fuzzy, mind gradually uncertain ... ...

2009, Tropic of Cancer, all the way north ... ...


-----------------------------------------< br> which In you are young and beautiful always think tomorrow will certainly be the ideal world as a
that light shining in your heart how

let it stop burning heart so lost in mediocrity in depletion
you decide to leave the road and left the city for many years the girl you love

stop running so many years you are still seeing the future is still vague
in existence before the original vision that is so pure fragile

you stand on this bustling street could not find the direction you should go
busy street you stand on this has never felt the panic

you stand This bustling street can not find the direction you should go stand in the heart of
you never felt the panic on the streets

you have the dream of the hero seems to have some warm inside the night light < br> How can the power of hope not only to chest Yongwangzhiqian

you walk the streets in this busy looking for you to go in the direction of
you go in this bustling street in search You have the power of ownership