Only then, he didn't understand this truth and didn't know how to cherish it. At present, there is an endless birch forest, and the air is shrouded in the unique fog of the valley. There is indeed an abandoned station at the end of the blackened sleeper extension line. In the film, it takes the adopted orphans in St. Cloud orphanage to the outside world. This place, which used to exist only in my passionate fantasy, is finally three-dimensional I sat outside the waiting room of the station and quietly looked at the birch forest in the distance.
After repeated life reversals, perhaps I have long known that no matter in my hometown, the city where I fled after my dreams were shattered, in Maine and in St. Cloud, the possibility of passing by Dr. Lacey or Homer is always zero.
As long as I am still me, then "elsewhere" is meaningless.
At 5: 00 a.m. 10, I looked at the roadbed and forest washed by heavy rain for a long time, without expectation or sadness. At this moment, there is only a calm heartbeat, waiting for the sunrise alone. However, this so-called irrefutable evidence does not necessarily require the approval of the parties. Secrets are not the opposite of facts.
Uncomfortable, not so much from other people's banter, as from their own obsessive-compulsive disorder.
While thinking like this, the light came on again, and the driver quickly jumped into the driver's seat and started the bus again with satisfaction. When leaving the tunnel, Zhu Jingjing's eyes, accustomed to dim light, were suddenly stung by the sun, and he bowed his head in a conditioned way, but a tear fell off guard and slowly penetrated into the layers of bandages.