The essay_2000字

　　How long has it, there is no such a person walked, with a lonely heart, close to the almost deserted soul

　　Hand tighten the reins of heart, let it slow running pace, moving slowly in this rich night, enjoy the natural and comfortable this long

　　Tonight the wind disappear conceal traces, there are too many feelings can not afford, escapemay not be a way out And I, already in the dayin high school, split the soul, out of all the feelings, and not a trace of nostalgia aside, abandon

　　A few degrees of tears, steamed into missing, a dim view, wet memory, the residue in the heartside forget, forget yourself This leaves me wandering no boat face high thischoppy waters has put the rusty anchor, because at the helm without heart, just like mechanicalgrowth, chasing buckish bubble like bizarre In order to let the insignificant dream bloom, so the exhausted heart again sails up, to go far away Much of the night, a person lick inhibition at the wound, still climbing in themountain peaks to university, broken wings still stubborn with feet to measure this dream This is the so-called "three"? Justthree trance feel like a dream, the dream life, more do not know in the end the dream awakes,whether I still remember the feeling of gratitude The spirit of the sky as a soft light, through the dim night, sent bursts of cool, gentle and the line of sight, this feeling. He had such as blood Mou class eyes, hearts with this idea:

　　"Even if the depression, also toward the sun!"

六年级:【沉默、闷骚】