Fen's

A few days ago, I told to some of my friends with something. Something that we would not like to discuss, something that we would not control to change, something that we could not help to stopping at all.

I always consider why I’m still here? I always feel helpless what I don’t know. If I could not control my life, how can I change another? I would like to realize the answers, but they are still the tough questions at present.

Sometimes, silence will kill a man. I hope I can be a warm person, and always full of passion to treat everything.