昨天，午夜又是失眠。MP3 上放着这首《You are my sun shine》忽然就有种想哭的感觉，你是我的阳光么，为什么而在凉寒冷的冬夜，得不到一点的热度。你知道么，你曾经是我的阳光，我唯一的阳光，而现在。你是我的阳光，我仅有的阳光。你或者永远都不会知道，这里会留下许多关于你的记忆，从若干年以前开始，中间有过停顿，有过遗忘，最终，又回到最初的记忆。应为你不知道这个地方。你也不会读到这些，如果有一天你偶尔转到这里，偶尔看到了，你一定知道是谁。应为你太熟悉我的文字了。不过这是不太可能的。，我也不希望这样。我只想好好的，默默的写着这些文字，留下一些记忆，让自己不至于麻木在琐碎的生活中，沉默了意志，消退了心情。
他写到： Baby can you tell me what do I do to make you love me? Baby can you tell me what do I do to make you care me? I love you very much... But you blinded your heart to me... Ａnd you didn''t know how much I love you... I treat you as my standing in front of a mirror-- My inside is my outside...hold you with my heart...Never lie... Heartbreak...and it''s fading... I want to close my eyes to protect me... But I can''t close the door of my heart for you... lost myself...and it''s killing me... Out of nowhere, a voice talks to me:"DON''T GIVE UP KIDS, WHAT I SEE ABOUT YOUR FUTURE DEPENDS ON WHAT YOU DO." I think it''s God who gives me the enligtenment. Life is going on... Fate is in my hand...