"I leave no trace of wings in the air, but I am glad I have had my flight."

"天空没有翅膀的痕迹,而我已飞过."

Rabindrath Tagore-《流萤集》（FireFlies）

今天不小心在LINK点击误入山弗劳尔的MSN. 很喜欢这句诗.

Life's never choices.
现实残酷,我一直都知道人是没有选择的.

Dose love always end up being lonely and sad,
why would we say goodbye when we wre so happy with each other?

If i was given another chioce,
or i was replaced back in time,
would our love story end differently?

maybe不会,以后再也没有机会了.it never come back.
感觉总是稍纵即逝,没有丝毫停留,逝者如四斯夫.

故事的最后你还是say goodbye.