Paper airplane, white wings, Cheng Zhaofeng children, and the king of peers
Morning, when the first rays of dawn sunlight out of a paper airplane fly the gloomy silence of the sky, no peer partner, did not dream of calling, no love, intoxicated, no flash of life, but it yearning for freedom, longing blue sky, you want to pursue the end of the sky, the other side of the sky to witness what the wider world. Perhaps derived from the fascination of the unknown, perhaps the deep depths of the soul cries that somehow it’s heart was soaring joy occupied, leading to the next exactly where?
The miracle of life, love and freedom singing; red sun, and the light of hope is a dream, I do not know why the paper airplane on the journey, I do not know what is the meaning of their own existence, it has neither the melodic accompaniment, nor done bright stage lights of the world, only that it belongs to the wind can easily blow weak body, I do not know why there somewhere yearning. Yes, it’s yearning for the sky, longing for the end of the world, even just a little bit closer, so that it will be ecstatic. It is beautiful to watch silently throughout the world, in the colorful world, and learn that little mind nutrients.
When noon, the day putting the sun’s temperature is the temperature of the paper airplane in mind. Travel alone, even if only a brief moment, will feel unbearably lonely hearts communicated to the body temperature, heart burn paper airplane, hot flame is the limit warnings, and its heart to collapse, perhaps, is the next time , it will die in the air. Alone on the road is difficult to test the limits of the self, because there is no sharing with their peers, it must take up all alone, even the injured should hold back the invasion of pain. Paper Planes still persist, stop for it means the end of everything, in fact, it is the fear of death.
Leaves rustling sound, flowers thrive in the sun. Midair eagle circled, questioned the significance of the paper airplane travel; clouds teased paper airplanes, which block the vision; rainbow hanging in the Sky, enjoy laughing at tiny paper airplane. No praise, no encouragement, but lost the hearts of the strong heart sinking, not destruction, paper airplanes still have to go forward, rain or shine.
A fire lit the sky clouds, pink clouds below, paper airplane in the world in the pursuit of the soul. Perhaps, it can only destined to fly alone, but it did not change the fact that it is flying. When the search for a paper airplane in the sky sunset when it felt the first time, that the mind is the most essential of love, yes, this is the love of the world, the universe of love, because love of the Imagination, which seek nature of the world, its goal may just own meaning only. How this world, who really know their significance? Who dare to go beyond the earthly shackles of mind among the world never give it? Paper airplane, in a world of its own, forward alone.
Stars such as refining over just like pouring milk comes from the sky, gently flowing onto paper airplane wings, tiny shadow mapping out its footprint in this world. Paper Airplane whispered: "this short journey ah, if there is a friend of the company, perhaps in the world it is no longer the silence, the wind - breathing soul will taste the warmth with."
Life regrets, paper airplanes never regretted his choice of road before, only to recover with the inner Venus, immersed in their own world, lonely, sad, lonely, and never despair, hesitation, stay, it is pioneering a world of mind