這兩天下著迷麻的雨  延綿不停  我又重聽john keats 的詩  bright star,

i almost wish i were a butterfly

trust,

as you are a gift to me, and gifts are to be gratefully accepted, but only if you trust me and i trust you,can we let ourselves be ourselves, care no all the barriers we imagine or the convention of imperfection

原來我也有這些時候  想活出浪漫來   期待外面也有個人來和應    心有按捺不住的時候