User talk:Edward2603
From Openmoko
The debris of happiness
There is one kind of person who always waiting for others to give happiness to them, this kind of person always can not live happily. But I always want to know who can give happiness to another. I comfort my best friend and also an answer to myself. When he was not at home, I liked to stay in a quiet corner of the sofa and held a novel which he once read. I thought if you loved a person, you must enter into his inner world. He also loved to play an online game called WoW, so I entered into this game. I created an account and bought WoW Power Leveling. I knew he was the person just like me, liked to stay quietly. We played this game not for ranks and earning gold, just wanted to experience a feeling. We just distinguish the life and game too obviously. I like him because he treats everything is patience and serious. He seldom buys flowers for me, but every year he remembers my birthday. Every day my life has no surprise, but I feel sweet in my heart. Until one day I found a photo of his former girl friend in his novel, I was depressed. I carefully put her photo inside of the book. I started to suspect whether he loved me, or just like the World of Warcraft Power Leveling which is unreal. That day we quarreled. He never loss temper to me, and he was so kind man in my mind. He returned home to ask me to forgive him. I ignored him many times. He eventually left me. Eventually I could not seize his hands. Happiness just like the debris is all over the ground. No matter how to scrabble up, it is still incomplete.
