Shanghai, rainy days

 In June. Shanghai.
Rainy days.
Even the sun became the microscopic properties.
Well past the age of rain. Running in what is not comfortable with.
Ordered a halt. No any meaning.
blowing hot and cold, if you can, that without a mistake.
However, if, and only if.
is a long time passion overflowing.
happy with himself and with joy to infect others.
happy these two days is not up suddenly. tired, full of the entire space.
's open, can not find the pleasant feeling. it seems that only noise.
Just turn it off.
the room was unusually quiet.
I would like to call a friend, do not know who the call.
even set goals, they can say what?
I chose to fight phone calls, silly phone. boring people, boring dialogue.
boring after the phone is more boring.
I was trying to find fault with its own bar.
QQ there is a picture in the beating .
long time no talk too, even the people do not know when additional incoming.
chatted for a few, have not found anything to talk about with things.
more importantly, I did not feel that he Why give his name called a hero.
pull black.
10:00 more time, no face, no teeth, no feet.
laid back to bed.
pretended to sleep, or really sleepy.
really asleep.
a telephone call, a telephone ringing.
picked up and hung up.
sleep.
rainy days, is the season nature.
twinkling of an eye, it will last hh