Yesterday once more, a dream is coming but never reach.
More and more stories freezed in mind, less and less fresh thing at hand. this is mid-age reality, I am in a jail forbiden by myself, under the heavy chain with responsibility or other causes. Once I was bachelor, a floating boat in the sea, youth, happiness and sadness, visited more places and wanted to go more, but felt senility and embrace marriage after Lhasa trip.
In retrospect, It was the sunset light of my young age, I felt tired and the old boat need a harbor to dock. Is there any chance to sail again? Spring came and elapsed soon, fallen flowers all over the path, with face musk and glanced Qinhuai river when I passed by, small petals scattered all over the ground, I knew the time belong me had disappeared.
A poet said: someone died in the world, it means part of my body was died. We are in one world, everyone is linked by a kind of mysterious power, Quantum entanglement or rule of God.
