She seems to be a friend abandoned.
On this day of her head wore a black regiment of the clouds, strong sunlight in her head, it seems like the thunder, while the eyes, already began to rain heavily. I reached in the past, is to pat her on the shoulder, but she had turned and ran away.
I tried to followed behind her and wanted to be properly comforted her, even if it is then look at the next like, but I do not know how to comfort her Zheke wounded heart, I do not know her in the end What happened to her so sad thing.
She seems to run tired, the pace stayed slow stop, I speed up the pace, came to her side, straining to holding her, and she said: "tired of it, break it, you have any pain can be talk to me Yeah, I can accompany with you vent, along with the hearts of anger distributed out of the bag along with the hearts of the bitter medicine thrown away. "She slowly looked up, with have been" rain "dip Fuzzy wet eyes looked at me and smiled and said: "You, will never understand." She ran away, and I have no strength, the courage to re-catch her.
Back in the classroom, I heard her dialogue with others, I realized she was the better, as his close friend the most pro-abandoned.
She seemed in his eyes is unfortunate, because she did not the "family", but she do not think about, I am also her "family", I tried to enter your world, but the door of your only belong to you forever, but the face I can assure you knock on the door, you have been totally ignored, let me live in outer space.
I am, I'm not making fun of you, but to tell you, friends you have lost, but it does not mean that you have lost everything in all, if you knock on my "door", I will always be open for you , because in my heart, you are my friend, and they are also my friends, my "door" is always for the injured person, love my people who ,····· open the door.
Her head is still on a cloud, "rain" or did not stop, I can not seem to enter her mind for her untie the knots that closely tied together.
Heart is red, the tears will smile, and a friend left you, does not mean that all our friends to leave you, the world has not yet reached a certain day, your tomorrow, after all, a sunny day.
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