金庸

飞天连雪射白鹿
笑书神侠倚碧鸳

Long time

Funny,
it's like reading another person's blog

How long had it been? one year? half a year?

Time is blowing past
swift and soundless
it doesn't really matter
it doesn't

I am still me
in a new place
with new name
and a year older

The new and old me
I lost something, and gained some more

I wish for the future
I strive under pressure

There's more happiness
something more