Mood Diary

Customary open qq,
customary options click the stealth,
customary to wear a headset,
customary to see those flashing picture;

silent, silent, just wait;
month, two months, three months ...

, however, including the heart,
would like to see the flashing of the picture,
can once again hear his voice.

have my head, for his bright,
Now my head, for him and the dark,
However, the same, only the share of emotions.

can not remember which day, as if very far away,
heard that there is a chat tool called qq,
so to have a shiny head.

one more friend, friends, and join,
head in has been shining.
day, he in the verification column, click on my number,
a result, the list of more than a flashing avatar
a lovely head,
that day, the entire list,
existence of other people no longer important.

Gradually, the Internet waiting for him to become my habit,
slowly, thinking he had become my daily essential lesson.
I lit the head and let him know that I exist;
I lit the picture, looking forward to his presence.
from his head after the jump,
I seem to see him the way, to understand her emotions.

However, all is not if,
facts are always facts,
though sometimes felt unreal,
sometimes feel helpless.

a time to start,
my qq on his head turned gray,
deathly gray,
never been brighter.

and my head has turned gray,
also had no light,
but not deathly gray
hope that following a hidden heart.

I always hope,
when I stealth,
he can on the line,
flashing even looked at his picture,
also been met.
I became the name of Guan file
capsule Wo roundworm Dan?
Later, it became a habit,
In fact, sometimes found,
it is easy to form a habit,
but difficult to change,
especially when others need you to change.


later found,
invisible friends, there are many people,
they are to avoid meeting someone?
Or is someone to want to see?
perhaps only stealth themselves understand.

QQ, carrying the dream of many people,
symphony off the assembly line in the on-line to continue to fulfill its mission,
However, in some eyes;
is like a pain.

also want to change the number,
but I know,
some things, always forget to.
when love has become the past,
When stealth has become a habit,

left me in addition to silent and numb,
addition relieved and sad,
might at least have new hope.

In such a night,
your qq on the line Why?
when your shiny when qq,
you for whom the light?

In such a night,
your qq stealth that? qq
dark when your time,
you for whom the dark?