Random Thinking I walked alone in the Chang'An Avenue last midnight. The streetlamps are burning up and down the long street. Some of high-rise buildings are still with warm lights. The buses and cars are on the way home. I can not see the moon and stars clearly through clouds when I looked up at night sky. Suddenly, I got some strange feelings -- What impresses I most about my hometown--Beijing? Do I have the sense of belonging to here? Do I love my life? What do I really want in my life? I was silent for a moment, and lost in my thought. Honesty, I deeply love my life when I was still in childhood and early adult life. There were no worries, no regrets. I didn’t even know what angst is. But, angst seems become my new friend, follow me and around me, since I took part in society. Why? I have no idea. Maybe I know the answer. Just I do not want to admit it. That’s it! Being a man love the life whenever what happens from now on!