Parts from 'The Confession'

But, now that I have passed the prime of life and am approaching old age, I feel these same recollections springing up again while others disappear; they stamp themselves upon my memory with features, the charm and strength of which increase daily, as if, feeling away, I were endeavouring to grasp it again by its commencement. The most trifling incidents of that time please me, simply because they belong to that period. I remember all the details of palce, persons, and time.

wrote by Jean-Jacques Rousseau

I am not in Starbucks, but rather on the way to it.

I am not in Starbucks, but rather on the way to it .

Recently, I indulged in Starbuck, I have a very strong impulse that I want to go there for an afternoon.

Suddenly, I feel my life back to the past, I seem to find that the feeling of the past.

I like solitude, like alone time, like the enjoyment of loneliness.However, I also like friends, like noisy, like to share with my friends.

Two years ago, I lived a chaotic life, I now know what to be pursued, I know that life is my own.

I am glad that I understand that when I am 20 years old, perhaps many people now do not know what they are doing for, what they are looking for, even what they are living for.

I like coffee, because my life is like coffee, sweet but bitter, lively but depression.

Love story

Yesterday, Angel and I holding hands to enjoy the beauty of West Lake.In my memory, Angel and I was not too close,so I do not know why let us now become such a state.Every time I met Angel, I feel that memories have emerged, 2003's and 2004's memories, about a person's memories are there in my mind.Once I saw Angel I will think of love.I do not know why this is.
We went to taste of the Japanese cuisine, so many people, we can only sit corner, but I think we are very suitable for corners. In my mind, corner is quiet, is a scene of one's space.If I remember correctly, this is our second meeting alone, for the first time in June 2004 we go to Wushan Square.I remember four years ago in Wushan, we all passed away when we saw many pigeons on the ground, today at Lakeside Pruducts Street to see parrots, we follow the same choice, we really like.
I feel from the Japanese restaurants to the ice cream shop in the distance some really far, in fact, I know that not much distance and walking along the West Lake, but the mind is very much looking forward to, it may be because I too want to hear your story.I just felt eating the cream above ice cream, I do not know what other parts of flavor, why.Am I in the choice of memory? Later, Angel said to me, she began the story, it can be a "story" to describe her past.A woman after all is a woman, men are men after all, God only can create two types of people. Generally speaking, men are physiology animals, women are psychological animals.Therefore, Plato's love can not exist.
Yesterday, the typhoon's influence, began light rain, people say, rainy day's West Lake is the most beauty.Here the beauty, referring to the love story.So I thought of him, I can remember, we also enjoy the beauty of West Lake, that day is no rain, though, this memory is not clear, because I have not remember what season it is, why we will, I just remember that you put the decision.In view of the Angel, I thought, and I love you once, now I have forgotten, perhaps I just do not want to admit.I always think that my feeling on you just a habit, not love.In fact, up to now, the answer to this question is very vague, but we have no need to find the answer.My vanity, let me give up a section of a beautiful love.Since then, I learned how to love.
Angel, I believe that people's experience of setbacks will make them grow up strongly, and today I feel I am a reborn.When does we mature?While we think of the elders' words are right.