This is life

 About three days rest at home, feeling relaxed not so long passed.
Looking back, he has worked for half a year, drowsily as if nothing earth-shattering happens, also seemed to move everywhere Cry soul. dared to think, do not want to go to the hh
recent burst of his busy work, we do not have many opportunities to meet, and sometimes that really so hard to be a man, work, family must take into account . increasingly heavy burden of the body, the pressure is also growing, and sometimes would like to share him, but he did not know even how to help. the only way to do is let him not to worry about me, the best of my power, so when he and I together is the most relaxed and most comfortable like a hh
when her friends are busy, for work, for love, for their own future. Think about the time school , we still a group of innocent children, eat and drink every day, looking forward to the future work, life, and imagined that a Prince Charming in his side, happy and beautiful hh
However, when the reality is, we all came to understand , the original, this is life, but some cruel truth. We are beginning to life and exhausted, even though there around him, no time to take into account the feelings of two people, seem to feel in a state of ambiguous existence of each other. < br> This feels real and ethereal, not catch, but get away, perhaps, this is life, real, brutal, beautiful life hh