The Rose

Some say love it is a river that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger and endless aching need
I say love it is a flower and you its only seed..........

意外地再次听这首歌....反复地重播...

内心....

深深地感动....

好像，

在人海茫茫的街上，

遇到了...

一个好久不见的朋友。

心里暖暖的，

这几天的压力和伤心...暂时，消失。

嗯...

窗外正在下雨，我的心却...好温暖。