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The East district has so many good boys, while the west holds girls. I saw a pretty boy in a T-shirt that I love, when I came back from English Corner. He would be my kind. I had a glimpse of him, and never turn my head back anymore. I would be shocked, touched, and unconscious, if it were the day before Mar. 21. That’s because there is someone else in my mind. And anyone who would impress me should be compared with him, and he must be faded, and lose his attraction when his image appears. He’s… I can’t help crying “kill me”, when your image dropped in front of my head, when your words --no matter they r 4 me or 4 anyone else --are shown in the screen, when … I feel like that u r tell me alone with your stories, when u r talking. I feel like I’m your best friend, and know u well. I feel like that I’m the poor man ,u r the PRINCE. I feel stupid, because I’m fascinated by anything u done, anything in your life. I am falling. I am dreaming u r mine, And u don’t know, and will never know, never. Because I don’t wanna break into your life, and have no courage to tell u too. I just stand still, watch the life u r living. SMILE, when u r happy in your world without me.