Dear Chilli:
I know it's hard for you to leave your comfortable safe place, but honey I want you to keep it in mind that having choices in front of you itself is a lucky thing. You're a wayward child in such a young and beautiful age. It's rare, it's worthy of treasure and love. All the things will just be alright and sun will always shine until the end of time even though the moment of spring's coming is really unpredictable. You must think it's weird and incomprehensibe. Well, so do I.
When I was young, I would look myself in the mirror then I turn to the window. I guess it's strange because I find that it's difficult for me to become anyone or anything in the outside world. And as I grew up, I finally realize that I have no needs to be another "something". I touch my wrinkled face, knowing that I am what I am, one and only and never be another. It's all the choices I made that have created a brand complete me like what I exactly exist.
I still remember the butterflies flying through the golden sunlight and clean sweet air. All the happiness and joy comes from the garden standing in your inside heart. There is no annoyance, no trouble, but only fresh spring and singing flowers. You build up the world, and you live in it. So spread you wings and fly like my beloved butterfly.
Still don't know what I am exactly talking? It's all alright, so do I.
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