Once in a Summer when i was 10,i ran across a graceful boy. he was like a gentle of breeze or what to say, a thread of sunshine.years later, he came back and waited under my window just for a glance.but my mom was there, i just let him wait and go without seeing me. that summer, i grew up.
everyone has his or her own story, though ours are much easier, more peaceful and more complete. there are a certain of us, who are not that lucky and happy.they've gone though much more painful feelings or struggling misery.although the summer strom may calm down because of the pressure of a unbridled passion of love. but that's temporary. it'll soon indulge itself into another roaring situation.
Out of the darkness and into the sun. But I won't forget the place I come from.
in our heart there's always a place that sorrow are no where to be found,pains are no where to be seen, which is our summer palace. for all who have missed or had to miss somrthing, wish your a happy ending.but remember,if the lightness has its own reason, so does the darkness.the fish stone could cry when it rains, so could you. but the heart of the fish stone won't hurt,while yours will.
HD
