he is a little boy who live in a city called Fleshblood

the city was always in the winter~never takes him warm

so he cry ~he wish  who arms and hold him get out the city

we called that is city whose live in

however ,by his mind he  just feel that place was a cage

as we all know he just a little boy

he cannt walk so far away and he cannt fly to the sky

we know he just a little boy ,he always in dreams

as we know everyboy were likes make the dream to tie themself

when the boy grows up he still think himself was a boy

he cannt belive he was became a big man

as we know his mind was still stay in a little boy (more…)

The boy in is tranquil is living,
in that destiny’s samsara,
she looked like the meteor to hit boy’s world.
What the meteor has really delimited this is really the love feeling?
Falls into loves the river, is only instantaneous. In happy love.
Even if in her side him, he has also looked at her, because he constantly is thinking of her.

Two months later, the boy proposed suddenly bids good-bye. . . . .

Love really so child’s play? The real boy is plays? In numerous questions, even, in everybody questioned he has in the new girlfriend’s situation in outside. He is still insisting his decision.Because he knew now, at present really does not have the means to let her be happy. What he wants is the permanent love, but is not at present the short romantic.The separated love, is enduring the ache decidedly, pretends callously, thinks otherwise to her. Meeting each time, the innumerable times want to hug her, the innumerable times want to explain the pain at heart. But. . . .Can only recall her quietly in the dream, her smile, her frown and smile. That is worth the flavor. (more…)