鸟儿在天空飞过,谁说没有痕迹?一掠而逝,划破天际,虽瞬间弥合,但天空已不是那个天空了。高飞振翅,虽不落羽毛,但翅膀又充满了一次力量。曾经有过,就如岁月的寒温燥湿,浸入你生命里、血脉中,任凭你怎么抹也抹不去。当然,生活不是逛超市,想买就买,反而更像是上了一条高速公路,不得不往前走,即使错过了,也要等到下一个路口。这不是生活的全部,许多时候也有自己的生活主张,正所谓生活即选择。在可支配的日子里,你选择行走,就是选择了人生 Birds flying in the sky, who said no signs of a swept away, cut across the sky, although the moment to close, but the sky is not the sky. Flutter in the sky, although not down feathers, but the wings are full of a force. There have been, as the years of cold and dampness, immersed in your life, blood, despite how you wipe it can not erase. Of course, life is not to visit the supermarket, want to buy to buy, but more like on a highway, had to go forward, even missed, have to wait until the next intersection. This is not the whole of life, many times have their own life advocates, the so-called life that is the choice. In the disposable days, you choose to walk, is the choice of life