someone asks me to open my heart. who understands me 100% well, who knows perfectly what is unsayable and unsaid.who seems to match what i picture of a right person for me, who is selfless in paying efforts to carve out my future, who is knowlegable and benevolent..but what a remorse! timing is wrong, age is totally wrong, everything except the idea and the heart of his is right for me. do i dream too much fantasy? then i am suddenly led to a labyrinth full of temptation and i imagine myself the faint heroine, swooned by a byronic hero full of noble passion and pastoral ideal. but i'm sorry i can't. i am still waiting for the right man who can share the common joy and sorrow of life for the rest of my life. for such a moment, i resist more sensibility and percepton of this world now. i know how tempting it is to have the true connection and excitement out of the bottom of your heart and soul. but it never will do for me. i am sorry i can't. really.
看着你成功，嫉妒哇，呵呵:em211:
:em21:怪异，刚才的故事怎么唰的就不见了