How are the stars in your place? bright? clear?

A super star has left me, a lucky star has become quiet. I remember I have seen your brightness; that time I was moved.

You have influenced me by far more than others did. People heard about the news would think about me. There have been wonderful time to see you as well.

When you see the Mars, will you remember me? My heart is in pieces, you certain have got one piece of it. Everyday wish you, and you the very best. Whatever I could do I would. Maybe it is one and one more to tell me, I gotta learn independent.

I hate noise, which makes me kind of difficult to sleep; ironically, silence also can make me headache. There are millions tasks, and alone cannot do a thing....

wish me luck tomorrow, and I do wish you luck today.

happy birthday, Leslie. I will always support you if my sadness doesn't flood my heart.