+Bus rainy day

Sitting on the bus, think long and hard. Is it a waste of time trying to save it? Contained herself in the pouring rain out there know just sad, that regret for what has passed can also be done. There are floating that it did not expect the rain to be where? It looks like rain and bus accomplice for that its inmost heart.

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Thought no one will soon forget, but get used to it a little easier with a new life noisy and crowded. Someone has said: "The people can not do good at the same time both so choose a good one to have."

Then it is left to his homeland to this vibrant city. Simplicity is also the option of it. Many thieves think why I here? Why not choose a different region? But every turn of his life laid out. The way it was walking away was not so unsteady as the girl in the country to the other provinces. A home affordable, worry not worry even eat. Everything seems so smooth, and people still think it's not that bad! Also many when he asked why I did not close the school in order to scurry about, my parents agreed miss you at home? It's stupid to go sir! What has passed will never get back, but even if there was, it was no longer like the old days. The day is past it. If you have chosen again maybe it will still do this. So sorry it could not have had past by too many mistakes. It was right or wrong? Lying is right or wrong? Pretended not to know is right or wrong?

Familiar bus, or sitting still place it. Today it rained. Today is the beginning or the end?

He looked out the window, things are often part glassy days because of rain you want to delete everything melts away, partly because the speed is quite fast. Suddenly he thought, "Why not remove rain but it is distressing to endure?"

Increasingly heavy rain, seemed to gloat cooling branch each blade of grass, the city relented, the human heart has little disengaged. Through the window, it remembers the terrible days in his hometown. Rain, meaning that it runs right off the field, immersed in the rain. That day, where it carries a lot of attention as it is now. That day it love the rain, it wants to rain melts flying everywhere. Now it hates the rain, because rain carries to date, but it is looking dated stops away. Which city where rain is the same country it rains. Native rain, gentle rain, cool rain. Rain happy baller. Cool and sometimes overdoes it ill li packaging to be eaten hot bowl of porridge because most people who love to cook it. Peaceful day in the rain season! Now what? Not strange, is not alone. But how incredibly inept. It saw the defeat, impotence. It is simply not the time to be stubborn la mother nor father are times angered, not even feeling anxiety when parents quarrel. Call it what was it? No need to shape nor name. It is about to lose its sense of calm that strives to build.

How many school bus arrivals, carrying away many dreams, how to build hope for young people like it. So why not bring the other destined to go far, far away ... Every person on this public bus has a particular situations, a particular feeling, but absolutely everyone is keeping their drawing indifference. Because trains travel faster through, they are down to where they need to, they do work. The feeling of quiet again. Sitting on the bus it back home people think about it, to share joy and sorrow, encouragement for each other. Here, why do the cold rain outside. Then what little spare nobody sitting on the same bus that inquired. Just have it, a strange man with another new questions to question yourself.

"Summer Rain tamarind leaf drifting away

Old dream faded away in the summer rain

How my soul parted hope

Propeller days please delete the hard minutes "

Rain! Heavy rain on the day it chose to sit on the longest bus route. It started to feel good wholesome although the number of people in the car a winter day! Yes, rain is rain people still run the life cycle of rain did not slow the hustle life span. It's Me, days at home, the rain almost everyone indoors, warm atmosphere with family while sitting clustered together by the fire to tell each other everything, watch TV or relax under sound of rain falling steadily. Which can also be rolled in blankets take a nap.

"Rain!

Who cried tears away

Old kid looking rains every day

Eyes that tear when my life changed ... ".

"Behold the rain! Have you ever lied mi yet? Mi have not regretted the lie? According mi was right or wrong? Rain Oh! It says behalf, what should I do? I have tried so many, we had hoped so much! Rain Oh! I fear ... "

"Rain is success and failure

We contribute to

To recognize oneself ... ".

"Rain ah! We say mi hear, sad life it rain dear! Tears can not erase the pain of rain? "

It was crying so much, so much that it seemed he could not cry anymore. It gives her a full outer solidity of a girl accidentally, coldly. This pain is too much of it. It's not what to think, study and distracting. It is true that more and more memory will want to forget. Morning smile means a lot to her night it was gnawing pieces of shattered lives. No one knows why it's staying up late. "Life, I did not want to passage of time, we want mi to stop, we want to hold ourselves back time with you".

Sitting on the bus, think long and hard. Is it a waste of time trying to save it? Contained herself in the pouring rain out there know just sad, that regret for what has passed can also be done. There are floating that it did not expect the rain to be where? It looks like rain and bus accomplice to that innermost heart of it:

"The whole sky looked small door frame

There's a little fragile human life

There's a little sad day coming off

The only time we count pitches steering "

Okay with me about the old days! About the gentle memories. to my parents, sisters, the house we grew up, with the naive innocent as the white paper. I will wait mi on this ride.