tears of color_1100字

Tears are colored, although it is clear as air, but it indeed bear behind each person”s story.

My pen down, is bitter, is carrying the pain and disappointment, is pregnant with had to vent out of sorrow, in words can not express is realized, a rain. It requires people to understand to trust and feel, because not everyone can laugh at life, sometimes, tears need to vent, to let it be your pain completely unfolded, don”t deceive yourself, in fact, you are very sad, just try to just behind the strong weak. Alone, my heart would not be so hurt.

Everyone had this dream, the exam first, teachers praise, the envy of students, parents love. That is, is it right? Your little world blossom, feel the happiness is proud, proud. I also like a little girl, like the dream into reality, however, such as Cao Cao every time a" lost in Jingzhou", but I just love the dream girl, a time considered themselves to be very hard, but again into the air, precipitated into a silky to rain in.

It is a test, it is a failure, that night, sleep in the classmate beside me crawl over said to me quietly, dream, this time you got our dormitory minimum amount, bad. My heart is a surprise, but soon became calm again, quietly waiting for her next words. Dream dream, this time you pull up our dormitory very much, but we don”t blame you, your political history is very good, English is only 96, you have to work hard. I pulled a stiff than cry still ugly laugh, not words. Dream, I always feel you very affected, both for us and for the teacher, you always smiled, as if you never care about learning as we, you never mean what you say, have we not good friends, why do you want to do it, you do not, we are saying what about you, you seem to not one of us.

I turned around, not words, after a long time, the students just sighed, go.

I know, you don”t like me, every time the quarrel, I here, would drag me in, I am in your mind impression was such. He is thinking of my heart.

I sneak out, huddled in the corner, summer, mosquito tore at the throat by my side hovered, outside the frogs to revel in the flapping sound vaguely discernible, the wind seems great, at willow, switchgrass crazy swing. Somehow, heart cried. The tears continued to emerge, with" intermittent" rain together into my empty heart. Hair of atrophy in the skin, vague, unclear hi is sad. Tears in the arm on the rolling forward, moist. My heart slowly moistens.

After do not know how long, I was stopped in my endless sorrow, always feel, like the clear, often now, I am relaxed. I took a deep breath, tired and tired, lying on the soft arm, slowly close my eyes.

I dream, I dream of, I dreamed a dream in the vast grasslands, I was running, in pulling Su You ”s hand, laughing, playing games, running, as if we are able to see the heart, pure, without any gap, there is always a ray of sunlight shining on us, at that time, I laughed, laughing matter so brilliant, even the flowers have lost its color, the moon covered face.

Dream dream, wake up, wake up. I hung his head, gradually clear. Su You rubbed his eyes look at me, I look up, what do you here? Dream dream, why did you sleep in it, you are ready to do the mosquito snack ah, go back to the dormitory sleeping. I smiled, gently nodded his head, let her take blame tone relation hidden in my heart.

Have a good cry, let the heart without regret!