miss… Leaving home, live in another city.

Posted by Yuka as Hot Cities

I always go by myself.
My memory about the time passed away always arises in my mind.
Time can change a man.
People come or leave with no words.
…
Just want to return to the childhood really.
Just want to go to school & play with friends.
Just want to have meals with families.
Just want to ride my bike round the town.
Just want to …

In fact, we grew up.
We could also not go back again.
Years later, we will go to work.
We could not look like formerly such again.

Now, we are living in the university.
Study comes first.
Also, in slowly integrates the society.
We have dreams, happy dreams.
Fighting diligently for ourselves.

A person in outside alone always remember his friends & families.
I miss you, but I am helpless.
I pray for you.
For your happiness & health.

From distant place blessing.