在不知过了多久之后,一个真实的我再次回到了夜半。耳边响着淡淡的乐声,仿佛在吟唱着我难以言明的感觉,我微笑,因为一种莫名的感动。一切只是一段段细腻而忘忧的文字,却因为在这浓郁的夜色中,划开了我寂寞的伪装,融入这个晦暗的世界。微笑着,我变成了一个安静的倾听者,看着那些暖暖的文字,真实的体会,终于遗忘了那些不可翻看的追忆,学会了寻找真实的自己,在纷繁的世界中,平静地守护着自己的世界。没有谁与我同行,有的只是命运 After not knowing how long, a real I once again returned to the midnight. My ears sounded a touch of music, as if singing in my unspeakable feeling, I smile, because of an inexplicable move. Everything is just a paragraph of delicate and forgetful words, but because in this strong night, opened my lonely camouflage, into this dark world. Smiling, I became a quiet listener, looking at those warm words, real experience, and finally forgotten those unforgettable memories, learned to find the real self, in the numerous world, quietly Guard his own world. No one walked with me, only fate