Blue Lotus's

When I've no idea where I am, I miss you. How I wanna you're behind me, and give me some suggestions, or in front of me and give me a guide. Sometimes I just wanna be alone, and wonder why i'm here, and for what. I wanna what kind of life is meaningful. The only thing I'm afriad of is that I find out finally that I missed too much, and what I've done is nothing.

    How i wanna know what kind of life you are living. Sometimes, I find that somethings is meaningless in fact, but it's a realitiy you must face. Freedom and confidence may just need some sacrifice.

    Here's a poetry I 蓝莲花的世界

How I miss you

Life is a journey

From the hell to the heaven

There's no straight way to walk

Sometimes up sometimes down

Hope creates a heaven for us

Despair makes a hell for us

Some choices are waiting for me

Which one on earth is better?

No god in the world can help me

Choosing is the byname of freedom

Different choice makes different future

It's stupid to put eyes on others

I have to make up my own mind

Going my way to the destination

Facing success or failure

It's no need to care too much

Only if I've tried my best

It's enough for my simple life