It's a long time that I can not log in the space due to my company's administration of networks. I miss my friends and this space which can write down my feeling, life and so on. I got loved this place more and more.

And I look forward to making friends with you.

You just gave a little warmth,

But I forgot the cold feeling of kissing good-bye.

Sometimes,softhearted is a kind of misery,

It can push youself into sorrow.

Maybe you will cuddling the sensibility,

It related with the chioce.

Sometimes,sensitivity is a kind of burthen,

it can disturb you feeling.

I'm just the windbell under the eaves.

You fiddle with my feeling as the wind .

dusky frequently,

pleasantly surprised unmeant.

But you control ,I accompany.

I'm just the windbell,

just windbell,

windbell.

..........

June 27th,2008,is a memorable day in my life.

From that day, I'm not a student anymore.

And all my friends left me.

I missing them so much.

Only now I can do is blessing you beatific.

Bye,my dear friends,I love you.