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Last night at the micro-channel circle of friends, to see the song.

The singer called wet clothes I never heard of, plus the name Li Boqing, the feeling will be a funny song. However, when I heard, only to find not.

I do not know why, I heard behind a sentence "so far away, so far away, back to not go back" to have a heart inexplicable sorrow and grief.

Just the other day, just after finishing my graduation procedures. My college is over, the students career is over. Recalling the four years of college, far away, I still maintains that he is a juvenile, like the wind teenager. This is not to mention four years of happiness, not to mention painful, folded in two, but also be mixed with pleasure and pain spent. Four years down, I do not love to ride, and before riding partners who do not love to ride, and we probably put the car somewhere rusty bar. I'm very quiet, does not love a joke, and no longer bragging, became quiet, although I also aware of the problem, but a kind of powerlessness. I would like merry, lively, energetic.

Before writing this article, I look at the previous old article. Previous is almost this time last year, I really became that article comments said more years. In more and more of it on-year, this year too busy, two trial run for a whole year, three-point line of senior life is not in color. So, nothing can be written.

Touches this time, the South China Sea arbitration, Zhao Wei case, so I made him look tired on the microblogging. Many people are no brain and blindly follow others, parrot. This reminds me of junior high school math teacher said the phrase "Mad Dog", here say the word no stigma and discrimination mean, just take describe the kind of rush to hold up the scene. When it comes to it, and now I rarely micro-Bo, there are a few reasons: very quiet; playing microblogging not as strong and ever; microblogging too much advertising, all kinds of advertising banners, soft advertising , it is recommended, popular microblogging, recently microblogging, microblogging did not feel energetic. I also think why I have this blog, and started writing this blog because you can write your own text, regardless of these limitations sensitive words, regardless of whether the published article can not be displayed. Now, I was no longer taken into account, and now I only care about food and vegetables, like facing the sea, to the beach breathe, would like sunrise and sunset, Yunjuanyunshu want to see, I want to see the arrival of spring bloom.

Everything seems so far away. Also you have to go back to it?

In a few months, this blog will usher in the sixth birthday. This blog will actually stay with me for six years, and I was going to continue to work it. Sometimes made a micro-blog, go back and delete their own, thought the future have something to say, then it is written right here, these words also long maintained.

Ever been friends for a long time did not move around. Himself turned down the message board, a lot of blog links are not open, my friends of the chain the less because the other party can not access the deleted. The initiation of an idea, intended to engage in friendly chain, and want to be a page, put your favorite sites of interest recorded on that page.

I found that I now talk less, write content is also less. Language, organizational skills dropped significantly, the article also messy logic, the East a West one. They are gone.

It is when this is a diary of it, July 18, overcast, at home.