Part One: wrong time left homeless tough on the ragged green body against a stout trunk, he clearly felt the cold hard leather pieces protruding pressure on him more cold and numb arm on that trunk, along with squeeze resistance vessels formed at this time but also the consumption of his violent weak strength.Want to take a deep breath left more wrong enough strength to support the crumbling of the flesh, the heart may already have no strength to carry on so much life activities, and a choking chest but was sucked up all his strength.He looked at his helpless body slowly sinking, sinking.Then fiercely “bang” hit the mossy lichen exposed at the surface roots, cold sweat with dirty hair nodules from coming out of the side, also soaked thorns pierce bush silk clothing and silk gloves.Reveals a pale ashen face of despair lifted, the reverse look through the overcast sky scattered light.The same pale mind of their own, but another scene, Kate seems like a distant yin and yang.  Bright and clear as the sun just love her to wipe a century before the clouds into the sky, flashing out of the clouds, a bunch of a bunch of splashing in the clear blue sky.A teenager standing on a white flowers surrounded by high stone walls, the following is a territory of the People.The lush dark green moss crawling between the stone walls, symbolizing through here in ancient times.Around young people also crowded with many eyes are collected in this high-spirited boy who brightly colored carpet at the foot of juveniles involved like water from a distance, purple, white, rose, red-colored countless blooming fireworks being pushed onto the carpet.Juvenile or so gentle calm, although so important in today’s time, his eyes swept each cheek a familiar presence, then turn sights on the next stone wall belonging to his territory, the constellation-like arrangement of buildings and streets, which also belongs to his people, hee hee yell of people are also looking up at him, eyes flashing light looking at something called.They wish this generation of lords still respectable sages, like the previous nine generations of the left’s like a lord!  When the sun came a fantastic seven-color, while the walls on both sides of the white dandelion snow flying, white steeple juvenile hall behind the steeple at the colorful refraction of the sun, such as snow lotus flower in full bloom unsteadily, with a high steeple erected in the same banner embroidered with white dandelion also sough exhibition content, to see this moment the Holy Spirit.Steeple blooming time, surrounded by mountains vast territory including the most beautiful mountains in the language of the wind petals also dumped on her, and in the air like a butterfly flock over the steeple, peaceful clouds Bling also vacated involved.  Teenage like shiny eyes stare at the stars of God in front of all, uncertainty will be put in the eyes of most women next, followed by a group of excited girls behind, and in a language called Dong giving her long ponytail girl the body a little pause, and finally the women side by side, middle-aged man, dignified face without a trace of expression, but soulful eyes in the middle of the egg white banner embroidered with white dandelion in a square flag.  In this case, the juvenile had no energy to give him strength to continue to remember the picture of such a waste of effort.”Yes ah, I have no strength to recall those good, and I can not get back the way home, and never see blue sky in full bloom Young dandelion crowds flew” like a teenager as if by the last words muttered tone.Teenager thought, this is all in the deep fog of the forest lost more than a month, hard times have stayed here, but now they will not give up when the fog lifted a pity it, that he did it very young, 18 years old!!  I really want to give up?Family who are still looking for my lord it useless, my parents, lovely sisters, I love like a dandelion white princess Dong language, and most people who trust me.No, I want to find my way home!!  Might be a better life in the past to stimulate the ailing our lord, or is our lord think of those who love him, give him a warm person and arouse potential for survival, after several of his fall and still Youpaqilai tenacious getting up, finally again and lifted the trunk side to climb up.If the flame of life flared in his eyes, he look for a direction of a rickety leaves as a signpost on the road to his house to find a.In the forest there is no white mist obstruct vision, the left side of the fruit easier to find fault branches, the only thing he is strange that this magnificent lush forests actually not too many animals, only occasionally flew from the top of the huge birds, in Chen a constant overcast sky hoarse chirping, giving a feeling of the end of the world, cold and vast.  All dignity in the face of survival are funny and ridiculous, falling in between the thick leaf mold fruit of corruption, long Bacillus filthy insects covered the ground, you can ignore the walk?Among strange icy forest, non-toxic and poisonous and mingled with students.Only eat what is the most secure, plus you will not hate appreciate it!  Chao Chao about about as dark abyss swept forests, fear lurking, evil spirits hiding in the corner of the eyes are peering, giant evil creature being open mouth waiting, waiting like vultures look, eyeing the hidden cover in the absence of light through a corner, inside trees may giant trees.Perhaps, ugly cannibals scouts are wandering around in the woods trying to catch stray want to own.Listen to the city’s people say, the mysterious wizard also like to live in the depths of the forest undisturbed, they like knocked a single human to do the experiment, dolls made without thinking, will find ways to want to steal human soul refining for pharmaceutical species.  Ignorance of the forest, unknown world, no human voice alone, it had become nothing from lords Fengfengguangguang.Sometimes the left would think wrong, those good memories are not out of their own imagination, so that he might have been wandering in the forest to grow up.Mind sweet cheese, mellow fermented rice, as well as glass cup Cui Xiang jewel-like light flashing through the darkness of the night.He is not thought out, it might have been eating their own fruit leaves flower vine, as well as insects and the wind together to enjoy good taste odd mushrooms.  Leng night no velvety warm blanket draped body, can not see the curtains trimmed with bright jewel ‘of the circulation of the United States.A clump of grass left in the wrong polymerization of large trees lying, thinking.The family should be around this time next to the warm fire, orange flame exudes warmth beating in the dark pupil.Naughty sisters gathered around their parents chaos jumping, racing to embrace the baby, head square magic fantasy gorgeous chandelier, matches the Perak symphonic, wind whistling outside the window of the house shouting.Another quarter of an hour, the beautiful maid will bring an Nuanwei mellow evening porridge, I kept thinking wrong left closed his eyes and fell asleep, his eyes warm tear drop, a leaf from the tree branches overhead off, gently cover his curling is the more thin.  Lightweight circulation time, things will grind to knock in the past, be it good or is it painful.But rather is wonderful, we recall is the most Sao head, please cherish the past and present, do not let it stray and scattered horizon.    Part II: Time door if you amnesia, you most want to retain that memory, is a promotion that day, that moment was her promise to marry you, or an ordinary day with your family, or…..This may be difficult choices.It was a puzzling question, obscure reason, it is because there is no absolute answer.  This is a happy family of three, her husband race against time work, eventually rose to general manager; gentle and loving wife, daughter, smart and lovely; really envy jealousy relentless ah.However, the month wanes, people have always happens.Husband admitted to the hospital due to fatigue work, this time with his wife and daughter at home waiting for him to celebrate their tenth wedding anniversary, unfortunately, he has been busy with work has been very concerned about them the.But he did not forget that he had prepared an expensive diamond ring tonight things, unfortunately, not born died before he was hit overthrown.Nightlife network doctor told him, because for a long time tiredness work, resulting in shrinking memory, as a forthcoming frozen river.After that, the doctor gave him an instrument to tell him to let him choose some of the most precious memories with instruments forever remain and must be within a certain period of time, otherwise.After he put on, eyes emerge a virtual space, and the emergence of a door, a bright light shines in the corridor, it is particularly solemn.In this way, he expectantly opened the door with one and a frustrated again and again hurt the gas shut, as always, I do not know what to find.  Time does not stop, he was running out of time, he was very eager to find, from time to time came the controversy behind him and his colleagues to do business call his wife and daughter, intertwined, upset him.He has repented, running all the way, but not in the world of his family, he felt it from getting away with family.His head light gradually dim down, no time, to some closed door, and he is doing the final struggle, and said that time is running out to our happiness, if there is a chance, I pray again.He was submerged in darkness.Suddenly the moment there is a door to a strange glowing light, the familiar sound of laughter came from the house, he suddenly opened the door and saw a beautiful picture, it was asked of him.  He removed the instrument, this time his wife and daughter being waited at his side, his wife is already in tears.Three people gaze, full of deep feeling each other.His wife called his name, voice hoarse and weak, her daughter cried Dad.He quietly still looking at them.In this case the wife is already Wan Nian perish.But surprisingly, he actually jumped off the bed linen knee down on their knees, turn out of the glove diamond ring, he said: “Even if I forget everything, mother and daughter will never forget you, will you be my wife do.”The result of the story is perfect, perhaps he really touched God, let him be born again.Human happiness lies with his family, the family is happy with you.Living in such a lot of people blindly busy career, while ignoring the love of your family, is to wait until the party out of a disaster or lost, they discovered treasure, bitter, irreparably.Nung, moon and new moon.If you amnesia, you most want to retain that memory life.Part III: failed to keep time, get rid of the thoughts when open, always black and white colors often appear.To double, take a look at, in addition to those who are close to, their foreign staff I would confinement.I do not know why people always like talking heart to heart youthful?Perhaps you want to catch the tail of youth is not a time to verify that the product itself, but can withstand years of erosion.This idea is far too immature, The waves pushed forward waves, generation after generation growing up behind urging you grow old.When you open entertainment news, there is always a colorful reports, demonstrating everywhere is not the old legend.No matter who you are afraid of growing old, but this is irreversible.  Often standing in front of the mirror, that his eyes were carved out of a few shallow ridge, strands of hair forehead is also disseminated snow color, in order to hide the enthusiasm of time to patronize that he had become a family of hair color.Whenever I heard people around to leave quietly, the mind is always filled with inexplicable fear.I imagine: people would be like the end of?Wonderful world of temptations that much, really sad.Season bloom season in spring and summer time again came in July.Repeating monotonous pace every day, unknowingly went through six months.When you go on the road, or that surrounded the crowd, walking through traffic, eyeful of dust flying everywhere, blue sky has disappeared.Both sides are covered with a layer of green and gray, a few days ago cool also disappeared, leaving behind a hot summer.Would like to seek some comfort in the green, I did not own one else to enjoy the scenery alone.Sometimes I want to walk alone in the country lane, feeling the cool evening breeze, sniffing the fresh grassy, listening to the sound of rustling leaves.  Living in the small northern town, because of the high ranking, so very much loess.Unlike previous years, this year the rain is so gracious, afar, always gray.A few days before rain washed, did not wash away the dust that covered.  Day stay in town for a long time, I was assimilated into this piece of land, but the body has become more promise cheesy.Sometimes I wanted to leave, but the reality does not allow this; sometimes I want to leave, but unloading the responsibility for it, the only sustenance only this world inside and outside of China Unicom.  Fleeting, Liuniansishui.  When I’m free to walk?When can I act autonomously?All this I have no idea, but too dull, sad I will, too ordinary, I get annoyed!  .Part Four: time like water, never to meddle in the fleeting time is like an endless stream of water, I do not know the origin, also I do not know the end.But it always inadvertently, in the eyes quietly slipped away, though slow, but it will be farther and farther away from me.Want to go, fail to recover; I tried to grab, catch; want to see, can not see.I was lost in the river of time.  Thought here, I can not help some wistful, some confusion.I do not know why, in the face of the power of the time, I always produce a sense of powerlessness, it seems that in the face of this monster I could not even dare to breathe, did not dare to lift the head, this is the time of great power it.  School now for a month, everything is so natural, everything is so dull, everything is so hurry.This month seems to me nothing worthwhile to say, nor do I not use my pen to depict it stupid that has been overwhelmed by memories of the time, I only vaguely remember what experienced this week, we have seen people.  Monday, plain, hurry.  Tuesday, plain, enriched.  Wednesday, sick, hurt, all adhere to the teeth with school, I did not tell anybody, did not know I was poor expression or have been accustomed to a person, it seems that I prefer to use a pen to write sound mind.When night falls, the bright moon, I actually cried gratuitous, I do not know why.Has been for many years did not cry in my face and covered with drops of water, light and moonlight at each other, I cry more powerful, but still can not make a sound, I do not want others to see, I do not need someone to understand.  Why do I cry?Is it because of illness?No, ah, my father a child is playing not to cry, cry because of how sick, I’m a man ah!Because it is homesick?That does not mean ah, have to live on campus more than a year, I did not cry ah!Because it is like Mom and Dad?Should not we, so the people have a long ah!No friends at school because it?It seems not Oh, every day I are so crazy, how could alone!That is because what?I doubt it.insomnia.  On Thursday, sick in spirit slightly trance, the class many students are sick, as if this day we are out of shape, cough, sneeze lasted all day.  Friday, his condition has improved, and I feel calm, as if what happened the day before yesterday I was abruptly went out from my mind, remember to remember, but not the feeling, and went back to the original track.Cried out for a walk at night time, I was depressed, when I become so crying now, that two days ah, how I am, is not mental illness?Well, thought a moment too lazy to think about, let it go and I’m not curb their emotions, cry cry, laugh laugh, but I will not let the former appear in front of others.  Today, the disease almost too good, nursed back to health in relation to heal in a day.  Morning, a long-lost brother came to my house, he saw some mixed feelings, disappeared a few years, did not like how they change, but made me feel different, where it is?Think.We talked a lot, talked for a long time, until noon, and then dined out, he went home.  Afternoon, I sat in the window, facing the sky, looking like a sapphire clear sky, the hearts of the distractions seemed to be thrown out.I just looked at it blankly, lofty, vast, ah!I feel like really completely calm.Now I’m fired off letters, though a bit neat handwriting, but it should be okay.  Wrote here, it seems to say to say, but always feel a little incomplete.Oh, so!Now I figured out, actually I am not afraid of time, not because of the great power of time and made me stop in place, I do not need to go for it and bewildered, I should swim in the river of time, but in the process I will use the time to constantly wash my mind, let me again and again to complete metamorphosis, sublimation time and time again, the last time I will reach the end of the river.  Although, tomorrow will go back to school, however, will return home next Friday, it has been the case, because this is a cycle.    Chapter five: what time is changed again come to an end, in each paragraph has a story, and each story is the story of what happened every day, and then will be interpreted as history.This I found that things had pains want to forget, really forget.No matter how I would go to tidy up, but how will not have that feeling, the kind of mood.So, I believe the time it will dilute all, really. – Inscription.  Bland life, again and again.Ning has been fingertips on the keyboard, pounding strands of plain sad words.There is always sad, always sad, as the pupil of the eye once understatement text.Perhaps, this text already deep into my life, accustomed to the faint desolately words, become the way of my writing.Those words seem to turn into a faint endorsement of my feelings.  Habit of synonyms is helpless, the vicissitudes of life, odd state.Many of the world will be helpless trouble locking.So rugged life will often fold into a quagmire, but you will not go to the breakdown of geometric frustration?But the real number is only over the foot imprint.Every life has no choice but leave ingredients.You do not have remorse, because, with the frustration will make you know how to live!  Life miserable.  A chord tone, understand desolate.Of a sad, gentle temperament jump into the brain, take a deep breath and feel the fresh air.Late at night.  Candeng.  Enjoy lonely.In the deep of the night, and then worry about the unfinished mind would think of some people, something.Thus gather more missing.At the moment, I think of you, looked up at the window, clearance solitary yearning heart, floating and swaying in the night sky.Perhaps, when the loneliness, no longer so lonely!This time, miss, not so mellow, with sky solitary as partners, a bit less lonely, lonely night, in fact, there are always lonely people.Dull life.One is always on a strange road.Watching strange scenery and listening to strange music.!    Part VI: smuggling time to think everyone for a long time, look in the 133 class to write the manuscript, tears straight out, writing you time to see!Shortage in the stream of time, there will always be precipitated, each new year, stranding years, sneaking time.Wind the day, blown away by thoughts, dried up memories, once the screen, and instantly nostalgic, multiply the curvature of the mouth of the old, the middle of the cliff sides as laughter echoes.In floating away in time.Windward run, do a little stowaways, illegal immigrants off of those memories.  With the passage of time did not want to describe a person, or even yourself, as time Daoke in your body, carved into the beyond recognition, you can calmly sing: “I believe I am me, I believe tomorrow.”In fact, they have not the real you, and those who have withered, false once, those into snow once, as once had fallen between the woods, you step on it, high-profile singing their own songs.  I remember, as a child, my mother said, pointing: “I give you the world’s best house.”A vanity seed.Quietly germination, but later fell in love with his own words, that the ancient sages the creation of Chinese character, with one of them in a dark corner to spell out their favorite designs, leafy tree watering vanity.For a long time, I put my broken elaborate patchwork pattern, with a small voice telling myself: so monotonous, not what you want.Later I found that each board are the most beautiful, bright colors unnecessary.They only live for you, because moving, shed a tear, thank you, my words.  Time is a polyline, fragmented front of the screen, the perspective of their own past.Own birthday over the age of eighteen is so low-key, but the accident received a book, top with a black carbon pen reads: “life time as Meng, and then look back and sigh worthy.”Old standing in front of their own unprepared, I escape shame.  Write your own Each story is so feeble, I can gently open the story of the fortified structure, cried a little inside their own.A running child holding a balloon filled dream, surrounded by hot desert cactus and countless.  In a flash, the moment, become an old man, a former black hair falling to the snow, crossing at the time, anxious, anxious.    Part Seven: time to dilute all the time, the amount of time is not known, more can not stop, will not stop because we pray, not because we are poor and compassion, time is relentless, it is possible to dilute all of us.Of course, it depends on us how to arrange the time, how the use of time, we have to take advantage of the law, but the method is different for each person.365 days a year, year after four seasons, each season can be divided into different time gas a day divided into 24 hours and every minute, to say a short time is long, to see everyone how to treat it.  People say that the best time of year spring day best in the morning, is it really?Everyone’s opinion is not the same, personal taste is not the same, most people are containing di-faceted, will have different views and understanding point of view on the same issue.However, one thing is certain, that is, over time it will no longer be impossible to re-walk.What happened today can not repeat the matter yesterday, it is impossible to try again today happened yesterday, will produce even occur at different time periods.Some people say: “There is no regret in the world only rat poison,” so it really is!The only way is to look for opportunities to make up, warning his own future to work harder to fill.  After some time the family did not contact, unwittingly becomes unfamiliar, become familiar with each other.It reinforces our need Huijia see or occasionally make a phone call.The same is true between friends, as long as no contact will no common language, into a stranger.Sometimes very strange, obviously his friend, thought she was a good friend, good friends, it is not true, a year’s time will be barriers friendship, understanding each other’s diluted, watered down once promised, once watered down pursue the dream together, further said that the time has diluted the agreement we have.Probably because of geographical isolation of the relationship between us, so that we have less contact with each other for a while, so we turned into strangers, and furthermore we also have a lot of character, you like to play mind war , and I like real links.Remember when we most often say: “Sunshine after the storm” to encourage their own difficulties and setbacks encountered.Therefore, I believe that our friendship will release colorful like a rainbow of colors, getting closer and closer, “beauty”, we believe that just because the gap between regions, and will not make our friendship love branch, however, the good memories we will pull back blessing and longing for each other, let us fight for a better tomorrow.    Part VIII: time slot in the beautiful day and night, the sun goes down, the stars appear, then the day so the cycle repeated, time kept the shuttle in this period, with the loss of the beautiful people and abandoned in the past.It was customary sentimental, drip recollection of events, which involve long tail prayer time trace buffer stop.But time is not the slightest move, still unhurried, proceeds to the front toward the unknown.  Autumn leaves fall, with a trace of blows, heralding the end of life, from green to yellow the years, it experienced wind and rain, felt busy, finally passing away peacefully.Who can say that time is merciless, it gives you a wonderful life.Who can sigh a sense of time, the only light moment, then quietly fled.  Night, I was a lonely existence, in the night, listening to countless people raving dream, nightmare consternation heal the soul.Time and again, night after night.Many times, time seems to disappear like invisible, searching no trace of the trail.Night lights are no longer flashing stop there, breathing suddenly disappear does not smell, wind, car-ming, all stop there.I wander in the intermittent time, the world stopped to look at the appearance, panicky mind.Time is thus disappeared?Perhaps tired, stop and rest is also unknown.I waited quietly.  I quietly waiting time, time no longer call time, the world is not called the World.When I feel the wind back to the ears, and children who dreams of breathing slowly, time has continued to flow.  There is always a moment, what the reason for the solidification time, we catch up with what.When the time to stop, he returned to the side lost, forgotten memories back, and we will no longer be sentimental.  Sunny day, the time the first line, dark and cold season, the time the first line, and lost, forgotten, still waiting for that rare rest in the gap of time, waiting for us back to square one.    Chapter Nine: Port Time stood ports look back time, lingering hesitation this for many years, seeing youth evanescent, years old.Still could not find their own way.Time will remember those wonderful little life, but life can not make people stay, the world is so big, people are so small.The world will not stop turning who is missing.A step by step way or to come out.  This summer compared to last year, more volatile, people around come and go, there are a few really ingratiate themselves, left, accompanied must learn to cherish.It is fate, so that people from different places together, can live once so familiar to people letting each West and East.Sometimes the world is really small, small enough to meet two unrelated people always gratuitous; and sometimes the world is big, even rummaged every corner but could not find personal sympathy with the idea of.  So thick of life, happiness is so thin.Society has not been complicated, unpredictable but people.People are not difficult to survive tired, is just around the corner but you will never meet the sinking of the heart.Youth are eager to get out, but clinging to their way home when they grow old.The more experienced the more clear that the Harbor is the home can really stay.  With a blue sky, all kinds of so many different people have interpreted the outcome of every day life, you have your vigorous, I have my fine, clear.Youth scattered color can only rely on themselves to drawing.World’s like a maze, without a goal will only go stumbled.Quiet for too long so that everything becomes strange, but those who stumbled are simply beautiful years never go back.Life has become a strange wheat field aperture, but one after another going around in circles.    Chapter ten: time can kill a girl child who always think a college student sister very happy.Grow up, have to accompany her sister for some time, walking down the street at her sister’s back, it seems to have a woman’s face.Brother with sister in the crowd seemed petite.She looked thin dense crowd in the back, she had some envy and a bit worried, but not in case she is not rich handsome, because the girls always walk head down, and later found the girl could not see even if they do not head down a few good of.  If the light on the appearance of a conclusion, then, that the world is too pessimistic.But the girl and contradictory.Maybe people always grow up in contradiction to end.  Everyone has their own way of living, but is rare in a girl.  She is unwilling to mediocre Fanfan life, unwilling to everyday life trouble trouble Soso things always appear.She knows what she wants to do is clear, what is unwanted.She has to be the direction of their efforts.  First identify the direction it can not get lost.  Girls want to say too much, you want to be first to know what kind of people they have to work toward the direction.The girl said backing down the mountain, will be run by everyone.What may be possible, nothing is impossible.Perhaps this is the girl indifferent place.Part XI: Time this world, always someone constantly aging, it was born, it was growing.When you are old and leaving only the memories, the hands of others still holding a lot of youth, can profligacy.  Time flies, never came back head.Whenever the wind falling in the days, I find myself sighing, sad, lonely.The original life could be so frail, can not afford a little bit of waves, all in all, will be with the passage of time, and finally turned into dust, the wind gently blowing, there’s nothing left.  Life is a dream, everyone is doing a different dream.Some people can not extricate themselves immersed in a dream, I would rather drown in a dream do not want to wake up.Life is like a play, it has been staged scenes of joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows.No one’s life is smooth sailing, no one’s life is of no regrets.Sadness, difficulties, setbacks such as the shadowy around us, they are like poison to our body’s general.Some people because they can not detoxify themselves, they will be impressed by foot, this time will complain about the unfairness of God, I never wonder why some people can not out of the woods?  Now every day they would sigh, living in this world of time and one day less, think of yesterday do not do something, then I hate unfeeling time, and have not a ghost of a chance to those who missed.Not to think about it but never had the opportunity to put in front of their own time gave the opportunity of their choice, that he did not grasp, let it slip away in their own hands.Little do they know the world’s most extravagant thing to do is a waste of time.Time is a knife, so this world, life is not without mercy.Time flies, never came back head.Time is fair, do not give anyone the opportunity to.  When advised Jun Mo Xi burial clothes, advise you to be Xi teenager.  Flowers worthy to be straight off, no flowers be empty Mo broken branches.