suddenly, i am homesick, though i have stayed here for several years and just
came here about one week ago this time. but indeed, i miss my family,
miss my parents, my niece, my brothers and sisters, and the other relatives.
i even miss my cat, those delicious dishes, my bed and the other things.
sometimes i am confused what we are doing and what we are doing for.
we are always so busy, and so hurry. someone always says, we need to work hard for a better tomorrow,
or today's separation is for a better reunion tommorrow. but what the 'better'?
why do we always pay attention to the 'better' or 'tomorrow'?
sometimes i feel what we are doing now just like collecting shells on the sand,
we try hard to pick some up, but don't notice some are lost.

maybe i'll be well tomorrow...
[ Last edited by witch_girl on 2011-3-5 at 19:19 ] |