The rain shan leaves be, dust fall on the past;The cloud covered the autumn wild goose, and cover the ten years of moonlight.I opened the window, full hand memories do ring sasha vujacic, pillow Dian cool, residual sway candle, people disappointed...

　　The path out of the window, the moonlight, will light up.The autumn wind blowing ling gradually, while the viewer into KuangSi: human life much ado, graft has clouded the world.Idle away one's, we begin to slowly found in the process of route to fame and money, we left the human is the most simple happiness.Everyone with a mask of hypocrisy to live in this world, there is smile on her face, the heart has long been riddled with holes.Money and honor in the hearts of people spread slowly, eyes flashed scenes, unable to answer, what is real happiness?And who can know?

　　Rapid brain thinking makes me a little fidgety, alone took to the streets, bustling and I formed a gap of the street.Sitting alone no one corner, may look back found behind is a pair of mother and daughter, dressed in a worn clothes.Mother looks has experienced the vicissitudes of life, filar silk hair can also obvious in the dark.The girl is a face of innocence, hands clutching a cheap ice cream.While she was extremely excited.It's not hard to find, they are a pair of rubbish.In talking to them I learned: today is the little girl's birthday, mother with a rubbish money in return for a small ice cream.Look at the little girl is excited, bouts of sadness flooded my heart.But at this point, the mother frowning brows loosed.