Lonely is one kind of life
Lonely is one kind of peaceful life. I’m in the small library, burning a stove to be fragrant, a wisp of smoke which curls rise very straightly has poked the ceiling, probably in the room air is the absolute static, my breath has not mixed mighty waves to resemble.
I alone secretly look at that smoke line to stare blankly. Outside the room in the garden lilac also brings many bright red sallow leaves, the withered leaf chaotic sound to be possible to hear very clearly is a low voice clear interruption sound first, hitting the trunk and branches clash sound, but it is falls on the spatial step the flap finally. In this lonely I have realized my existence – - moment isolated existence. This kind of boundary is not too easy, with environment related, concerns with the mood.
Lonely not necessarily must arrive in remote mountain big Ze to seek, so long as the innermost feelings are quiet in the shopping district, the mean alley may feel casually to kind of elusive long-drawn-out leisurely boundary, so-called ambitiously self bias. In this kind of boundary, we may hover in the imagination and jump out this mortal world the sediment, tours with the ancient. Therefore we said that lonely is one kind of peaceful life.
