We are not so good as children

We are not so good as children
Fear a person is so lonely
But always lonely
Enter into the crowd
Always want to look for
But always hope that is quiet
The indefinite factor shuttles back and forth in life
The transparent air fills the air in the space
Stretch out one's hand each time
Who can catch
Accompany a lonely heart
The setting sun always appears at the dusk beautiful
Ice the rain to pat on the firm face
We shuttle back and forth among the crowds
Indifferent walking
At which crossing will too perhaps to stay
For whom
Vast and hazy to hit looking far into the distance
Perhaps he (she) Just in the front
Pursue Different life
Did not find until finally
That was pursued has actually been an empty heart all the time
In fact we are not so good as children
Always use the painting brush
What a life is scribbled is varicoloured
Colourful