Some people say that a secret is like a birthmark, hidden beneath clothes, which is suddenly seen only in a person's private time. Because of the secret, let everyone become different, you are the words I deliberately hide, the wind I pretend to take, and the idea that I try to hide it.
Secrets, make people different, and make people never know what others will never know, like a magician in a tuxedo, and under the black cloth, you never know what is hidden. People will also feel happy because they have secrets, those hidden in the bottom of the heart, is a corner that can not be peeped by others, and I can hold these private moments that belong to my own happiness, and do not speak with others. Such as secret love, for example, some careless concerns. They are wrapped in other bags of candy, others can not see, only oneself will be in a person when the packing, a little taste of the sweet and greasy...
Secrets, let everyone become different, it moves your joy and sorrow in a silent way, moves your nerves, sometimes makes you feel heavy, and sometimes it becomes a sweet burden. Once a person grows up, he will have more and more secrets. If you want to talk, you will know that it cannot be said.