little island c.

'The streets are full of admirable craftsmen, but so few practical dreamers.'

20th Sep, Morning.

 
...
The fire alarm sounded fiercer when being outside.Thus dull passerbys and cars are twisted,as well as the lighting of the Saturady Autumn sun.
That time,with a secret cheerful voice screaming itself,'Burn it!Burn it!',I were almost running and dancing among traffic in my light blue slippers.
That time,with San,we were texting each other the certain nonsense as what has linked us in distance for long.

Oh...my these beautiful moments,which are inexplainable and meaningless to all others...

Plus,
Friends asked,'Hi,what's new?'
'I met my actress.'

Already began to write a little bit 'The story of a black bra'.Thats all started from one morning when I were staring at her still in front of the mirroir and felt the desire of expression flowing out of her.'Okay.Got it.I ll do.'Answered.

'The South China Lover'.It's a photo exibit I wanna see at a place called Tian zi fang.