Dancing with a coffin on his back, carrying a coffin on his back, dancing, a good Sad romance, good optimism! Sooner or later in one's life, one has to face death, and life is just a process, one day of depression and one day of happiness, so why not enjoy the process? In a dull and bitter life with a romantic mindset to spend, is not a life of wisdom? Encountered smooth and happy things on the perception of good, encountered difficulties and unfair, in the face of things that can not change a smile, understand that this is life, not and their own over, remember to remember, forget to forget, how good!
Once upon a time, the future was rendered by the dream of a few brilliant, as if the emotions they play contains the splendor of the whole world, living in the fantasy life, the spirit is often detached from this earthly world, the diffusion of the excitement of the red coloring the whole dreaming years. Had a few nuclear times in the face of setbacks and blows, swore fiercely never to touch which thing, and even feel that they are a marginalized people, abandoned in the cold of the world. However, when faced with music, the blood boils again. In the reality and the ideal of the fall, in the life and the inner repeatedly honed, sculpted a soul, carrying a coffin, dancing ......
Repeatedly and gradually understand that the process of life itself is art. If you must force to use art to make a living, that art is often changed flavor, as a hobby time, often really appreciate a lot. And then also understand that in order to free the world, we must forgive ourselves for the crazy ideas. The world is not perfect, what exists is reasonable. More know the true meaning of first do what you should do, then do what you want to do, and more importantly, understand that art is really something inside, its existence is not limited to any form, any state, and really want to cultivate the sentiment of how it can be ah. Yes, art is a dead end, any road in life is not the same, are leading to death of a process ...... passing through the earth, we are important not to experience what is perceived as much.
Walking with the soul, with the soul, walking, how romantic, how spontaneous, the spirit of the breeding of an extraordinary elf roaming the sky, flaunting an ego, no desire, angry life, flying higher. The soul is another world with not obliterate life, exist with heaven and earth, live in forever, close your eyes when strolling, can be detached from the earth's gravity, forget the orbit of the planet running, desire that star on the fly, no bundles to spare, no obstacles ......
I very much like a strolling, especially in the dead of night, walking around There is such a feeling, as if out of this earthly world, leaving only the body, the spirit flew to one and another world ...... to the destination or meet acquaintances to greet me, only to come back, oh, I am still living in this world, there is the feeling of dropping close to the depths of the feeling of a moment of sobriety, a moment of the sinking ... ...
Dancing is strolling in music, life is dancing with a coffin on your back. How dashing life, can not change we go to create, in possession of the basis of blooming themselves. In fact, more often than not in life, we are persistent, insist on finding a wonderful anger. Looking for the process is in fact a beautiful, brought all the heart palpitations let us heart more brilliant, gorgeous out of the various colors are you and I bloom splendid.
No matter how much time passes, the years change, we have a self, firm beliefs, even if occasionally leaking out a little trouble, but also life must be through the melodious, in the mood to wander on the ocean in a flash of light, flashing a different kind of wonderful. What is love and what is happiness? It is you and I pay sincere harvest sincere joy. Life is nothing but affection, friendship, love, simple to love, to maintain, to feel, we are self, happy.
Even if tomorrow is still a stormy journey, the future is unknown, but we are loaded with mentality, adjust the mood, openly release face everything. With this kind of idea, we are still afraid of what?
Dancing with a coffin on our backs, walking with our souls, we have no more fear of death, what else are we afraid of? What reasons and excuses are there not to let ourselves live well