In Shenzhen during the rainy season to more than a week. Are brought about by a full day in the gloomy atmosphere and the spread of influenza.
What the streets are wearing, short-sleeved, skirt, sweater, thick Men's Spyder Jackets. . .
Since yesterday morning the end of this week's recording, an afternoon sleep, Well a lot of colds.
Today morning, on the 6:30 am wake up hungry. Food at home and just eat rice rolls down the stairs.
Comparison of morning quiet town, no cars on the road and the people, not noisy and noisy.
ALEX do not know go to work, what feelings are. Will not the sun because some small frustration.
6:30 to bumps on the road with the bus an hour, except on the road should not listen to music and to do other drowsy.
For him, it should be very reluctant to do the right thing.
If Shenzhen is countryside, cars will be able to pass through rice fields will not let him feel some of it good?
If, in accordance with the happy happy ideal formed randomly, we will reduce the sense of happiness?
If we are to meet at any time, are happy that at any time, or the word no longer happy?
What is happiness? Where is Happy?
Green yesterday and had a phone call. Many feel that we like-minded.
Our idealism may be compared belong to the people. We all think that's really happy in our own hearts.
Can be happy the way there are many. Feel happy, it is happy.
Happy, there is no absolute standards and definitions.
Hungry when the meal is a happy one. When thirsty, a glass of water are happy.
Quiet time, are happy. Noisy, it is happy.
If exposure to desert, there is a peer of the people, are happy.
Nothing if we are in the middle of the desert, we have each other is happy.
Only going forward, holding each other's hands and heart to listen to each other.
Are happy Thanksgiving. Grateful for all they have now.
There will always be a variety of unhappy life, if there is anger, that we are alive, but also be able to experience life.
French people said that C'est La vie., Germans Say So ist das leben, in that "this is life."
Way to go at home, the door and covered with green Tetrastigma the entire wall.
Almost all of winter depression in the Canna also up a little bit of flourish.
I remember an Teacher told me that she likes the most is that the days of Rain.
Fresh air, stay in the rain, the inexpressible pleasure.
Her to be happy that we can understand it?
The only thing I know, are happy, well-being more than one way.
