Yellow Squirrels

Mood it, is the stuff, everyone understands. A most noble person and a most petty and lowest person, there is no special treatment to distinguish in mood, it is fine and bad for a moment for a moment, that is the thing not managing, equal.

A good mood, can bring the world into the rosiness, possible it was that black clouds were all over the sky that day, do not see people on the opposite side. And one bad mood, frank to make people gray head soil brain, and has not all perceived in the face of beautiful scenery.

The mood melts inside, melt outside too. People are results of the environment, the so-called optimist, ten years keep often smiling underground every day yet to can not close either. In the exchanges of people and people, the mood is getting unreal, no matter tender or sweet, pregnant with unconsciously. It can be convulsed with laughter to listen to a section of cross-talks, can cover the face and titter too, or hold one's own wrist and force a smile, that is after assembling one's own mood stock, a kind of compound product concocted out.

People's fate is random, in surrounding the environment of one's own person, the energy which the mutual each side releases, can't go by oneself all to hold. There being no alternative really sometimes, in soon, dragging slow unhurried time broken car to, falling apart unconsciously life. And the detailed and detailed crape line is climbed towards the forehead impeding like Chinese wisteria, hung with the tassel not well to hold towards mind in place with a net.

Think in a thousand ends of conduct, the heart visits ten thousand toughly. Everybody's soul is all free birds, soar in the cliff and very. A child who pedals the scooter, while just setting foot on the first step, certainly on being full of desires in his brain: Fly, let me fly, skim over the level land, fly over the bank of ditch, the general ideal towards the wind, smooth and comfortable, smooth and comfortable!

The s life can spend time noting down, but the mood cannot be come to measure. One will have wave that a lot of mood will be changed in one day, though this dark and dark curve though the figure is graceful, but there is not the possibility to write down, only a kind of esthesia unable to be quantized, transmit those a lot of happiness, anger, grief and joy in the twinkling of an eye, make into an orbit picture without coordinate.

Go with the wind, gone with wind.

On the navigation route of life, any parameter can be established, only the mood cannot foresee and arrange. Since it is so, those even don't go to arrange for those nuisance ineffectually, subtract that unnecessary outfit for a journey in the travelling bag.

Where does the wind comes from, with what will the wind go? Ask anciently, difficult in speech to the limit in millennium.

The person in the 21st century lives, how is the greatest mood subject from coming back miscellaneously simply, it is the best prescription making the nerve lax to be simple. Where to come to ignore the wind, no matter with what the wind goes, I cry into the air by oneself: Come on, let the wind shave a bit more fiercely!

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