With the days elapsing flashily like the glide,
facing the rushing river,
I feel a little cold through to my inner heart .
Being far away from home,
I, sometimes,
just thought that how worthy remembering
if only I'd be as I used to be .
Hearing songs that evoke old memories,
I,actually,can recollect pieces of story
from the very beginning to the end.
My parents,they,surely love me and worry about my solo lifestyle so much,
trying getting touch with every sunset approaching
which is probably the source of deep mental courage to me
as sunshine and soil to the growing tree .
Individuals would suffer innumerable setbacks and undesirable consequences,
arising in the lives of us all.
What is most important is dealing with the hard times,
coping with the changes,
and getting through to the other side
where the sun is still shining just for you.
Young man ,including me ,
is too hard to imagine
how tremendous sacrifice our parents have done to us or just stood behind u ,
pointing pathes to determine the direction.
They raised me up,but at 24 years old, i choose to leave...fair?
Quite selfish??
I don't know and it seems difficult to difine...
What i can do now is to make an effort greater than which is highly expected and required..
Vincent is asleep...
Frankly, I'd be lost without you, Mom and Dad,
and I only wish lived more than one lifetime to repay the incredible debt I owe you.
I miss you....