The heart is quiet, the world also follows quieter. You say you want to change dust, I laughed, because your season is young really,dream not merely, still have you puerile fill quiet heart.
Do not know when, we took off the cartoon appearance of childhood, gradually grown, a lot of curious and eccentric idea are had no longer in the heart. The mark on annual ring is worn quiet symbol, read a book quietly, write quietly, quiet reflection, as if life is in quiet in spend.
Dust is lucky, the world is again small the place of the shelter oneself that also has it. Dust is quiet, everyday the anchor with silent simply sees the people with sophisticated numerous and complicated in a certain corner. Dust also is happy, want to roam about one day wind the trip that can take it to begin life.
Was tired of Bacchic city, always can want to escape, in lively the other shore silent the years in spending hill, clean up soul, rinse mood, disturb the world no longer, go experiencing the flavour of dust, do a small dust.
Flow no longer even, walk into that one moor, wish only quiet like dust!