这是一本抽屉乏黄的日记.. 让我(们)的歌带你走过岁月..







Wednesday, January 12, 2011

age.

the old are ageing, facing death.

the young are rising, taking over.

a family business gonna be taken over in years to come, how will everything become?

i'm a unsharpen needle, moulding to be..

i must be a successful businessman in time to come.

the era is upcoming.

the rich don't get rich always when they do not know how to cherish.

the norms will rise, because they value.

life will always be a cycle.



those songs in the mp3 ain't updated. when old songs play, it bring me back those times. driving alone with those songs, really feels... i've lost someone so dear.

i always wonder, and probably that's why white hair are more than before.

flipping your physics textbook makes me realize the change, the vast change over the years.

but they say; someday, they will know who they love most, and who love them most. is that true?