end at missing I think I could keep silent But i think I cannot keep silent for a long time start day is short and night is long. So long that I cannot bear it . for so many years it's true. I have got used to it, however , I'm still afraid of the darkness . Seems never end. maybe there's a reason, maybe not. I have forgot in fact. Or maybe my mind doesn't allow me to think of that. nothing special happen , but my dear guys ,I just can't tell why i feel like a missing child. world has been wholly changed with no room for my feet, no available room for me to stand safety . tired but i can't fall asleep. lying with my eyes open, try to leave out the frightening darkness . I make my best to think of something strenge or far away. Wondering if there is a way that leads to my own heart .I am always searching for it ant i have been searched for so long time . Tired already , i have no strenth to continue. are the stories written in the end beautiful ? can i wait for it? are the sentences that needs of each other written in the end unnecessary? so can't you stop struggle ? if you are right here behind me, i'll turn back with worm teers in my eyes . that's just a dream... There's nothing waiting for me every time i turn back with great hope. Weather becomes cold , i have no choice but to go stright forward without hesitation. laugh loudly in the street , wear multi-colored clothes ,but sorry for that i have lost my passion from inner heart. At least now i can't find it. things are always beyond our wildest dreams . I have learned that there will be a day I'm not the apple of somebody's eye ,a day when I'm not somebody's princess anymore . Love is a extravagance itself , don't deserve a perpetual one.