After the called fleeting, the rest of that judge and memories.He raised his head, always devotion to the top of the head piece of blue sky and white clouds. - Inscription on the memory of the sky, different winter and summer, while North and South but also very different. Impression, the winter sky is always deathly pale, kind of bleak chill of feeling forced you can not bear to look directly at him more than a moment.In this case, people always deliberately avoided.The summer sky is a wizard unpredictable, it often get lost in the trap. I was very young, bored whenever they like to sit on the balcony watching the sky. I gaze eluding all building, looking up to heaven, looking at the big flower big flower white clouds.Such a view is an hour, but I never thought from which to realize what life philosophy.There is no imagination, just in a daze.Back to reality, I feel very comfortable, very happy. And other large, I slowly have their own ideas.(Chinese prose network WWW.SanWen.COM) I have not been to the prairie, so I imagine the prairie sky; I have not seen the sea, the sky again so I imagine the sea.When looked at the vast deep sky, I often thought he was on one of them wander.But this time, no matter how I looked up, but you can not escape the sight of those high-rises into the sky.Thus, whenever in the prairie riding or swimming in the sea, these buildings will undoubtedly hang like a big rock in my head.At first, I worried about some point they will fall to my death by stoning.Fortunately, they never fall too, although sometimes because of dizziness head shaking and feel these stones. But sometimes, I wonder who would hang stones Why will not fall.This way the sky filled in later, is not the world I live in becomes a new sky it?The naive idea but so hard to force troubled me a lot of years, it tends to wander in space every time I jumped out of involuntary.So back to reality when I feel relaxed at the same time there are doubts and perplexity. Louder, I was thinking more and more. This time, I no longer have as much spare time to observe the sky.If I were to go in the sky over ten minutes, then I think there is only one possibility – after playing a noon game, the eye is very tired, boring afternoon, sitting in the classroom do not want lectures, so I had to turn our gaze to the window of the day.Then that is not solved puzzles long forgotten, at the moment I do not think the question is how to upgrade the game, such as how to strengthen the equipment and the like. People like this, always focusing on the most immediate thing.The last drop of sweat is already evaporated, leaving no trace. In the past few years, I was already out of touch with the sky. We are two of the world, there will be no intersection, so there will not be any feelings. I do not know since when, they began to like to watch the sky.Maybe the game is no longer obsessed, perhaps by all the real-life impact. When tired of a virtual world, the reality of society and not feel any satisfaction.At this point, I want to escape, but fled back to the original that definitely will not be abandoned by their world.I need just another new virtual world to numb themselves. So, I often meditate on the sidelines of the sky in.I think in life, think forsaken, thoughts of death, think of fear, think of everything from the abstract world of real terrible thing.In my opinion, they are very sad and charming imagery. Make fun of bad luck, fate made me come to Xi’an. First arrived in Xi’an, I was most shocked that it was not the magnificent ancient city wall or terracotta Bell Tower and Drum Tower, but this place sky.That people will be forced dead gray fatal. Originally I thought the plain blue sky terrain can be such a distant off a more heroic, but it turns out I was wrong.Whether it is sunny or cloudy day, looking ahead, the whole sky are great, “City Buildings to destroy dark clouds” of the situation, pressing man’s chest, people breathe. At this time, I was in doubt in such horrible weather, how may also bred in northern Shaanxi drawn bold rough. Day no longer seems to be days, not bring any inspiration and imagination to me, it makes me think of fleeing.Yes, out of here, the sooner the better. Curiously, in this place listening to Xu Song “Luzhou month” actually special feeling.I am wondering, in this case, so why is not hackberry “birch” or Karen’s “cloudy” I sensational.Is this the so-called nostalge? I laugh.It seems I really a precocious. Flee mood lasted until early autumn. Day morning, I got up so early.These days the weather is very good, there is no sign of haze.Four weeks I breathe the cool fresh air, quite joyous mood.Walking in a bedroom of the grand staircase, I inadvertently looked up and glanced at the sky.Glowing red sun is slowly want out, like most of a shy girl.Unlike the movies – with around Qingshu Manjuan surrounded by clouds, but the red light was enough to make dye mist around it demonstrated.Around the sky glowing flush with one dreamy views.From that moment, I love the sky here. The coming days, I began to pay close attention to this piece of the sky once I misunderstood.And she seems like a changed man now, like “Heaven” inside the Golden mother, after tearing the mask is still Allure beauty. A long time ago I had doubted “cloudless” the rhetoric, find it hypocritical.Because small to large I have never seen a clear sky cloudless scene, it is even seen on TV, so I thought that it was impossible cloudless sky of this world.But after a few days, she completely subvert my belief that.That day, the first time in my life to appreciate the so-called “clear and crisp, cloudless” taste – the sky really is not even a wisp of cloud.The sky is blue.But I do not say she is a blue color, because it seems the sky is also covered with a layer of gauze.But this does not affect the people watching mood, as another sexy beauty but also the temptation to look only separated by a layer of yarn, stripped off his clothes not looking tempting.Covered yarn skies pour more zo somewhat mysterious, people fascinated, as if it is another world of Shangri-La. All know, the northern autumn come and seamless.The brilliant beauty only less than a month, on the end of her youth in the autumn rain.Instead, the identity of the remains of her sentimental Golden mother’s face. Few people would care about her past looks, people complain about is her dirty looks today.But no matter how state of the world Yan Liang, at the moment I was so deeply miss her.At least in the autumn season, she is so cute, so cute. Postscript: I often do a dream, I dreamed I was running in different views sometimes desert, sometimes prairie, sometimes snow.I did not understand why every time to run in this deserted place, they really make people feel tired so lonely.But now it seems I seem to understand, probably because they are vast, enough to make every sky are no cover, it looks like I was excited to see the sky and saw the sky I wanted to run. There is no end, no purpose, just ran, ran toward the sky.