I am frightened. I afraid to grow up in darkness. I scared... I afraid of self-progress. Even if the world is full of brightness, yet I will slow off the track,with hopeless,eventually getting lose in the universe.
However, the sun rises in the morning but I could not see the light, the flower-clusters release but I could not feel the fragrance, I couldn't let this happen. I am clenching my palpitation and looking forward to telling all of that to you.
Now, all the things around me are thriving. Although they are tiny,they never give up and full of vitality.
In the past, I always suspect whether I was not brave enough, so now and then I was helpless. But now I understand that I don't have to be so brave, and so 'bright' at all.
I shouldn't give up at that time, I just need to pay more attention to it, because my resolve is unshaven. Because, all we have is... The real world!
I walk across the silent road.
Faint fragrance floating in the air around the quiet world that I could only hear the sound of the wind and the dew rubbed off as well as the 'puff,puff ' voice of my heart beating.
The sun starts to rise, everything begins to be warm and clear up ahead.
I speed up the pace and continue to move forward.
This time I could not remember the cornflowers' fragrance last night, and I couldn't hear the whispering of the wind, but I still pass on.
The sun rises slowly, I get closer. It turned out that the sunshine is so hot, but I don't give up, want to be closer.
The light hurts my eyes.
My tears continue to fall down, but I am... Reluctant to close my eyes!