The song is sung Chelsia Chan and Kenny Bee.
Chelsia Chan in Hong Kong and South Korea in 1976 because of the co-production film "Chelsia my love" the big hit and jumped for the entire Southeast Asian region stars. "One Summer Night" is the film of my own songs in your. But its vitality is above the video above. With the generation of alternative, this song was "taught" down.
One summer night
The stars were shining bright
One summer dream
Made with fancy whims
That summer night
My whole world tumbled down
I would have died, if not for you
Each night I'd pray for you
My heart would cry for you
The sun won't shine again
Since you have gone
Each time I'd think of you
My heart would beat for you
You are the one for me
Set me free
Like sparrows up the trees
Give a sign
So I would ease my mind
Just say a word
And I'll come running wild
Give me a chance to live again
Each night I'd pray for you
My heart would cry for you
The sun won't shine again
Since you have gone
Each time I'd think of you
My heart would beat for you
You are the one for me
2010年8月24日星期二
Barnyard
Is not in a remote rural farm, who live in this special group - a group of loved to sing and dance "party cow." Especially when people go out to the main farm, the group of happy "party cow," always give yourself and with life in this farm and other livestock partners have fun. In addition to singing and dancing outside the opening party, they will often come up with all kinds of tricks to make fun of human beings, no better happy. One young cow Otis is one of the most active part. His father and a wily old mule Miles live together. Rather than its sense of responsibility and leadership style of his father, Otis would seem to panic a lot. Every time singing, dancing and playing tricks on his acts are basically partners with small first provoked. The active and intelligent thinking incomparable Otis never conceal their wisdom, often staged in the "human cattle wars" in the ultimate showdown staged wonderful. This day has been filled with singing and happy atmosphere of the farm sudden turn of events extremely difficult - suddenly struck a group of vicious wolves. Order to protect the ranch, cottage all to defend the safety and well-being of livestock and harmonious life, of course, increasingly senile father. Otis has been naughty Funny Farm leaders decided to take the responsibility, the partners decided to take livestock and wolves fight in the end.
Don‘t kill this love
MUSIC:
Don‘t kill this love
shayne ward
A thousand times i've said i'm sorry
but u seem numb to my apologies
it was never intended to hurt u like this
but i felt in the clutches of her kiss
and i wish u have been there to witness my mistakes
tell me that was strong enough to break Baby
Don't kill this love
don't shoot me down when i need u the most
don't kill this love ur words hit like bullets
Don't kill this love
don't leave me for dead like a living ghost
when I need u the most
when i need u the most
don't let anger cloud ur judgement
find it in ur heart to see beyond my faults
what u told me only true love can forgive
just stay with me tonight and let it clear Baby
Don't kill this love
don't shoot me down when I need u the most
don't kill this love ur words hit like bullets
Don't kill this love
don't leave me for dead like aliving ghost
when i need u the most
when i need u the most
I need u like I never needed anyone before so much more i could ever explain
Don't kill this love
don't shoot me down when i need u the most
don't kill this love ur words hit like bullets
Don't kill this love
don't leave me for dead like a living ghost
when I need you the most
when I need u the most
The beautiful melody, let us relax!
Don‘t kill this love
shayne ward
A thousand times i've said i'm sorry
but u seem numb to my apologies
it was never intended to hurt u like this
but i felt in the clutches of her kiss
and i wish u have been there to witness my mistakes
tell me that was strong enough to break Baby
Don't kill this love
don't shoot me down when i need u the most
don't kill this love ur words hit like bullets
Don't kill this love
don't leave me for dead like a living ghost
when I need u the most
when i need u the most
don't let anger cloud ur judgement
find it in ur heart to see beyond my faults
what u told me only true love can forgive
just stay with me tonight and let it clear Baby
Don't kill this love
don't shoot me down when I need u the most
don't kill this love ur words hit like bullets
Don't kill this love
don't leave me for dead like aliving ghost
when i need u the most
when i need u the most
I need u like I never needed anyone before so much more i could ever explain
Don't kill this love
don't shoot me down when i need u the most
don't kill this love ur words hit like bullets
Don't kill this love
don't leave me for dead like a living ghost
when I need you the most
when I need u the most
The beautiful melody, let us relax!
World News from the BBC
NEWS:
The White House has called for the man convicted of the 1988 Lockerbie bombing to be returned to prison in Scotland. Abdelbaset al-Megrahi, a Libyan, was freed on compassionate grounds and returned to Libya a year ago today. From Washington, here is Steve Kingstone.
John Brennan described the decision to free the Lockerbie bomber as "unfortunate, inappropriate and wrong". He said the Obama White House had emphatically disagreed with the Scottish government which released the terminally ill prisoner on compassionate grounds. Mr Brennan said Abdelbaset al-Megrahi had been rightly convicted of what he called a "reprehensible act of terrorism", and he said Megrahi should now be returned to Scotland to complete his 27-year prison sentence. That US position is not new, but it carries additional force coming from President Obama's counter-terrorism adviser on the anniversary of Megrahi's release.
Six police officers have been arrested in Mexico in connection with the murder earlier this week of the mayor of a northern town. The body of the local mayor Edelmiro Cavazos was found on Wednesday bound and dumped on a road three days after he was seized from his home in Santiago. It's believed Mr Cavazos may have been killed for his efforts in ridding local police of corrupt officials.
Public sector workers in South Africa have continued their strike for a third day with little signs of progress in pay talks with the government. Hospitals have been particularly badly affected, and volunteers have been called up to replace striking staff. The South African Health Minister Aaron Motosaledi said that those who interrupted vital medical care were guilty of murder.
And Britain has held commemorations to mark the 70th anniversary of the speech by its wartime leader, Winston Churchill, who thanked the young pilots of the Royal Air Force for what became known as the Battle of Britain.
The White House has called for the man convicted of the 1988 Lockerbie bombing to be returned to prison in Scotland. Abdelbaset al-Megrahi, a Libyan, was freed on compassionate grounds and returned to Libya a year ago today. From Washington, here is Steve Kingstone.
John Brennan described the decision to free the Lockerbie bomber as "unfortunate, inappropriate and wrong". He said the Obama White House had emphatically disagreed with the Scottish government which released the terminally ill prisoner on compassionate grounds. Mr Brennan said Abdelbaset al-Megrahi had been rightly convicted of what he called a "reprehensible act of terrorism", and he said Megrahi should now be returned to Scotland to complete his 27-year prison sentence. That US position is not new, but it carries additional force coming from President Obama's counter-terrorism adviser on the anniversary of Megrahi's release.
Six police officers have been arrested in Mexico in connection with the murder earlier this week of the mayor of a northern town. The body of the local mayor Edelmiro Cavazos was found on Wednesday bound and dumped on a road three days after he was seized from his home in Santiago. It's believed Mr Cavazos may have been killed for his efforts in ridding local police of corrupt officials.
Public sector workers in South Africa have continued their strike for a third day with little signs of progress in pay talks with the government. Hospitals have been particularly badly affected, and volunteers have been called up to replace striking staff. The South African Health Minister Aaron Motosaledi said that those who interrupted vital medical care were guilty of murder.
And Britain has held commemorations to mark the 70th anniversary of the speech by its wartime leader, Winston Churchill, who thanked the young pilots of the Royal Air Force for what became known as the Battle of Britain.
Direct Israeli-Palestinian dialogue will be held
...peace talks in two weeks' time. The American Secretary of State Hillary Clinton said the leaders of both sides had been invited to meet in Washington with the aim of achieving lasting peace within a year. She urged both sides to be patient.
"The enemies of peace will keep trying to defeat us and to derail these talks. But I ask the parties to persevere, to keep moving forward even through difficult times and to continue working to achieve a just and lasting peace in the region."
Here with his assessment of the announcement is James Reynolds in Washington.
The ambition is simple, and to many it's also staggering. Hillary Clinton aims to resolve the Israeli-Palestinian conflict by September next year - not improve it, not get things back on track, but resolve it for good. So at the start of next month, the Israeli and the Palestinian leaders will fly to Washington. They will attend an eve of summit meeting along with President Obama, President Mubarak of Egypt and King Abdullah of Jordan.
The Pakistan government says the southern province of Sindh is now the worst-hit by devastating floods with 2.5 million people affected. New warnings have been issued, and villagers have been evacuated. The World Health Organization says health threats are increasing with cases of diarrhea and malaria up sharply. Altogether at least six million Pakistanis are homeless, and 1/5 of the country remains submerged.
Voting has started in the Australian general election. Opinion polls suggest the outcome will be the tightest in years with a hung parliament a distinct possibility. The governing Labor Party has been hoping to win a second term on the basis of its handling of the economy and faces a tough battle with opposition conservatives. Here is Nick Bryant on the leaders of the two parties.
Julia Gillard enjoyed a brief political honeymoon when she became Australia's first female prime minister two months ago. The thinking behind calling a snap election was that it would last until polling day. But that hasn't happened, and Australia has ended up with a photo-finish election. The leader of the conservative Liberal Party, Tony Abbott, claims he will bring back a grown-up government and end what he calls the "national soap opera". He is referring to the bloodletting in the ruling Labor Party that's given the campaign its main and sometimes bizarre narrative.
Afghan police say up to 30 people were killed in Helmand province when Taliban insurgents attacked a road construction gang. There are few details, but a spokesman for the construction company said a fierce battle had lasted several hours after the site was attacked with rockets and machine-gun fire.
"The enemies of peace will keep trying to defeat us and to derail these talks. But I ask the parties to persevere, to keep moving forward even through difficult times and to continue working to achieve a just and lasting peace in the region."
Here with his assessment of the announcement is James Reynolds in Washington.
The ambition is simple, and to many it's also staggering. Hillary Clinton aims to resolve the Israeli-Palestinian conflict by September next year - not improve it, not get things back on track, but resolve it for good. So at the start of next month, the Israeli and the Palestinian leaders will fly to Washington. They will attend an eve of summit meeting along with President Obama, President Mubarak of Egypt and King Abdullah of Jordan.
The Pakistan government says the southern province of Sindh is now the worst-hit by devastating floods with 2.5 million people affected. New warnings have been issued, and villagers have been evacuated. The World Health Organization says health threats are increasing with cases of diarrhea and malaria up sharply. Altogether at least six million Pakistanis are homeless, and 1/5 of the country remains submerged.
Voting has started in the Australian general election. Opinion polls suggest the outcome will be the tightest in years with a hung parliament a distinct possibility. The governing Labor Party has been hoping to win a second term on the basis of its handling of the economy and faces a tough battle with opposition conservatives. Here is Nick Bryant on the leaders of the two parties.
Julia Gillard enjoyed a brief political honeymoon when she became Australia's first female prime minister two months ago. The thinking behind calling a snap election was that it would last until polling day. But that hasn't happened, and Australia has ended up with a photo-finish election. The leader of the conservative Liberal Party, Tony Abbott, claims he will bring back a grown-up government and end what he calls the "national soap opera". He is referring to the bloodletting in the ruling Labor Party that's given the campaign its main and sometimes bizarre narrative.
Afghan police say up to 30 people were killed in Helmand province when Taliban insurgents attacked a road construction gang. There are few details, but a spokesman for the construction company said a fierce battle had lasted several hours after the site was attacked with rockets and machine-gun fire.
Obama Defends Economic Progress Ahead of Congressional Elections
President Obama took his campaign-style trip to the back yard of a family in the Midwestern U.S. city of Columbus, Ohio on Wednesday.
He talked with Joe and Rhonda Weithman, and several dozen of their neighbors about the main issue on the minds of many Americans this election year, the U.S. economy.
"Whereas we were losing jobs in the private sector when I was first sworn in, we are now gaining jobs and we have gained jobs seven consecutive months in the private sector," said President Obama. "The economy was shrinking about six percent, and the economy is now growing. So we have made progress. But, let's face it, the progress has not been fast enough."
An Associated Press public opinion poll shows that only 41 percent of those surveyed believe Mr. Obama has done a good job handling the economy.
The nation's unemployment rate remains stalled at 9.5 percent. Ohio, which has lost many of its manufacturing jobs, has a jobless rate of more than 10 percent.
At Wednesday's informal meeting, the president said it will take time to regain the eight million jobs that have been lost during the past two years. But he said confidence will grow as the economy rebounds.
"So what we are trying to do is create a virtuous cycle, where people start feeling better and better about the economy. And a lot of it is sort of like recovering from an illness - you get a little bit stronger each day, and you take a few more steps each day. And that is where our economy is at right now," President Obama added.
On this trip, the president has been campaigning and raising money for Democratic Party candidates in Wisconsin, California, Washington state and Florida, as well as Ohio.
The entire House of Representatives, one-third of the Senate and many state governorships will be up for election in November.
After the back yard gathering, the president held a fund-raising event for Ohio's governor, where he criticized Republicans for their opposition to his economic initiatives.
"'No' on clean energy jobs, right here in Ohio and across the country. 'No' on making college more affordable. 'No' on Wall Street reform. Do you remember our slogan during the [2008 presidential] campaign? 'Yes, We Can.' This year, their slogan is 'No, We Can't,'" said President Obama
Republicans say Mr. Obama's policies involve too much government spending and will hurt the economy rather than helping it.
After his campaign swing, the president is scheduled to return to Washington briefly before he and his family start a 10-day vacation on the resort island of Martha's Vineyard, Massachusetts.
He talked with Joe and Rhonda Weithman, and several dozen of their neighbors about the main issue on the minds of many Americans this election year, the U.S. economy.
"Whereas we were losing jobs in the private sector when I was first sworn in, we are now gaining jobs and we have gained jobs seven consecutive months in the private sector," said President Obama. "The economy was shrinking about six percent, and the economy is now growing. So we have made progress. But, let's face it, the progress has not been fast enough."
An Associated Press public opinion poll shows that only 41 percent of those surveyed believe Mr. Obama has done a good job handling the economy.
The nation's unemployment rate remains stalled at 9.5 percent. Ohio, which has lost many of its manufacturing jobs, has a jobless rate of more than 10 percent.
At Wednesday's informal meeting, the president said it will take time to regain the eight million jobs that have been lost during the past two years. But he said confidence will grow as the economy rebounds.
"So what we are trying to do is create a virtuous cycle, where people start feeling better and better about the economy. And a lot of it is sort of like recovering from an illness - you get a little bit stronger each day, and you take a few more steps each day. And that is where our economy is at right now," President Obama added.
On this trip, the president has been campaigning and raising money for Democratic Party candidates in Wisconsin, California, Washington state and Florida, as well as Ohio.
The entire House of Representatives, one-third of the Senate and many state governorships will be up for election in November.
After the back yard gathering, the president held a fund-raising event for Ohio's governor, where he criticized Republicans for their opposition to his economic initiatives.
"'No' on clean energy jobs, right here in Ohio and across the country. 'No' on making college more affordable. 'No' on Wall Street reform. Do you remember our slogan during the [2008 presidential] campaign? 'Yes, We Can.' This year, their slogan is 'No, We Can't,'" said President Obama
Republicans say Mr. Obama's policies involve too much government spending and will hurt the economy rather than helping it.
After his campaign swing, the president is scheduled to return to Washington briefly before he and his family start a 10-day vacation on the resort island of Martha's Vineyard, Massachusetts.
For 'Cabaret Stars of Tomorrow,' a Chance to Train Now
The word cabaret brings to mind images of singers in nightclubs, or maybe Liza Minnelli performing years ago in the movie "Cabaret."
What the word does not bring to mind is college dormitories, dining halls and early morning classes. But for the past eight summers, hopeful singers have come to the International Cabaret Conference at Yale University.
Think of it as a cabaret training camp in New Haven, Connecticut.
The artistic director is Erv Raible, a club owner in New York City. He says cabaret is a deeply emotional experience for a singer.
ERV RAIBLE: "The intimacy of it, I think, is the most important part. The fact that, unlike any other genre in the entertainment world, you actually go into a room where you go out of there feeling like you know the person. You know something about them. They have touched your heart."
Learning how to touch the heart may be the main goal of the conference. But the students also learn how to dress and do their hair and makeup. And they learn about sound, lighting and marketing.
The thirty-eight students this year were ages sixteen to sixty-six. They came from all over the United States and other countries.
Harold Sanditen is from the state of Oklahoma. He began his professional life as an investment banker.
HAROLD SANDITEN: "Then I became a theater producer for twenty years in London and I gave that up three years ago to start singing, which is what I wanted to do in the very first place, but I never had the confidence."
Harold Sanditen and his classmates had the chance to spend nine days working with top music directors and cabaret artists. They included Laurel Masse, an original member of the singing group Manhattan Transfer, and Faith Prince, a Tony Award-winning actress.
So now it is time for the first performance session. Mr. Sanditen tries his own version of a Beatles song.
Faith Prince likes it, but ...
FAITH PRINCE: "I need you to not close your eyes. I feel like you're closing your eyes on the most important contact."
Mr. Sanditen nods his head in agreement and tries again.
Courtesy Lindsay Sutherland BoalLindsay Sutherland Boal trained in opera, but is now interested in cabaret singing
His classmate, Lindsay Sutherland Boal, is a singer from Vancouver, Canada. She trained in opera. But she changed her mind and became interested in cabaret singing.
The teachers think she sounds too theatrical at times. They work with her through a week of fourteen-hour days. Ms. Boal says:
LINDSAY SUTHERLAND BOAL: "It's not important, frankly, to be a singer to be a cabaret artist. It's all about storytelling and while I, of course, I knew that before, I understand that at a much deeper level now."
On the last night, all the students have three minutes to show what they have learned in front of a paying audience. The concert is called "Cabaret Stars of Tomorrow."
What the word does not bring to mind is college dormitories, dining halls and early morning classes. But for the past eight summers, hopeful singers have come to the International Cabaret Conference at Yale University.
Think of it as a cabaret training camp in New Haven, Connecticut.
The artistic director is Erv Raible, a club owner in New York City. He says cabaret is a deeply emotional experience for a singer.
ERV RAIBLE: "The intimacy of it, I think, is the most important part. The fact that, unlike any other genre in the entertainment world, you actually go into a room where you go out of there feeling like you know the person. You know something about them. They have touched your heart."
Learning how to touch the heart may be the main goal of the conference. But the students also learn how to dress and do their hair and makeup. And they learn about sound, lighting and marketing.
The thirty-eight students this year were ages sixteen to sixty-six. They came from all over the United States and other countries.
Harold Sanditen is from the state of Oklahoma. He began his professional life as an investment banker.
HAROLD SANDITEN: "Then I became a theater producer for twenty years in London and I gave that up three years ago to start singing, which is what I wanted to do in the very first place, but I never had the confidence."
Harold Sanditen and his classmates had the chance to spend nine days working with top music directors and cabaret artists. They included Laurel Masse, an original member of the singing group Manhattan Transfer, and Faith Prince, a Tony Award-winning actress.
So now it is time for the first performance session. Mr. Sanditen tries his own version of a Beatles song.
Faith Prince likes it, but ...
FAITH PRINCE: "I need you to not close your eyes. I feel like you're closing your eyes on the most important contact."
Mr. Sanditen nods his head in agreement and tries again.
Courtesy Lindsay Sutherland BoalLindsay Sutherland Boal trained in opera, but is now interested in cabaret singing
His classmate, Lindsay Sutherland Boal, is a singer from Vancouver, Canada. She trained in opera. But she changed her mind and became interested in cabaret singing.
The teachers think she sounds too theatrical at times. They work with her through a week of fourteen-hour days. Ms. Boal says:
LINDSAY SUTHERLAND BOAL: "It's not important, frankly, to be a singer to be a cabaret artist. It's all about storytelling and while I, of course, I knew that before, I understand that at a much deeper level now."
On the last night, all the students have three minutes to show what they have learned in front of a paying audience. The concert is called "Cabaret Stars of Tomorrow."
2010年8月23日星期一
The most important person in life
I had a dream, I dreamed I was a man walking in a forest, surrounded by extremely quiet. I walked away, that is, get out of going, so I cry aloud, shouting their names, those in my life the most important person's name, but got no response. Finally, I know, there is called destiny, we also get out to go anyway.
I can not imagine life without their father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, grandma, grandpa, the most common of these people who are devoted to me, what's love ah!
I clearly understand that all good things come to feast. Someday, we will leave, time will be gone, who both beautiful and brutal events of the past, are gone forever!
There may be new people to our side, to replace the position of people who have, but whenever I think of here, or there will be a sad and having left it tidy. Yes! That kind of emotion, so on and so it can be let go for?
Fingertips, time flies. The only thing we can for those who are most important in our lives who do, only treasure, the share of emotions, deeply embedded in the hearts of the most beautiful collection of our memories!
I can not imagine life without their father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, grandma, grandpa, the most common of these people who are devoted to me, what's love ah!
I clearly understand that all good things come to feast. Someday, we will leave, time will be gone, who both beautiful and brutal events of the past, are gone forever!
There may be new people to our side, to replace the position of people who have, but whenever I think of here, or there will be a sad and having left it tidy. Yes! That kind of emotion, so on and so it can be let go for?
Fingertips, time flies. The only thing we can for those who are most important in our lives who do, only treasure, the share of emotions, deeply embedded in the hearts of the most beautiful collection of our memories!
Piano career
Eight years! How long, how the short? I was only 12 years old, so to say, they do account for two-thirds, while a century of life, but depending on to add hint of color Bale.
From year-old, I started learning piano, this, I cried, laughed, too sad, sighed over, bittersweet rally together, it is in colorful.
Speaking of why to study it, strange, because in kindergarten, the teachers have sprung up and it was curious that it has attracted. Wonderful notes, and write more than just music, there are more things in the world about this wonderful, young and innocent in my head, taken root, never put away.
Home, tell parents, I want to learn the piano, they first shocked, then seriously said to me: "You know, if you want to learn it, must not give up halfway, if you can not be done, then do not learn well you? "because there are small, and can not fully understand the meaning of these words, but still, very serious nodded in agreement. Who knows what's insistence, it really adhere to eight years.
Than a course, it is more like a friend, though, do not love practicing the piano, but sometimes also to all his emotions, all the blame to the music, as a friend to pour their hearts out.
Now, I would accompany me for eight years and this friend said goodbye. The sorrow and grief are faint, hint of grief, and never forget the helplessness of that, whether good or memories. Really good-bye.
From year-old, I started learning piano, this, I cried, laughed, too sad, sighed over, bittersweet rally together, it is in colorful.
Speaking of why to study it, strange, because in kindergarten, the teachers have sprung up and it was curious that it has attracted. Wonderful notes, and write more than just music, there are more things in the world about this wonderful, young and innocent in my head, taken root, never put away.
Home, tell parents, I want to learn the piano, they first shocked, then seriously said to me: "You know, if you want to learn it, must not give up halfway, if you can not be done, then do not learn well you? "because there are small, and can not fully understand the meaning of these words, but still, very serious nodded in agreement. Who knows what's insistence, it really adhere to eight years.
Than a course, it is more like a friend, though, do not love practicing the piano, but sometimes also to all his emotions, all the blame to the music, as a friend to pour their hearts out.
Now, I would accompany me for eight years and this friend said goodbye. The sorrow and grief are faint, hint of grief, and never forget the helplessness of that, whether good or memories. Really good-bye.
Participate in fund-raising Thoughts
Friday, and all students to participate in the first form of a disaster for the victims of typhoon Yinmolake fund-raising ceremony. Original contributions, and no feelings, only to see contributions from other classmates, I also can not donate, so they donated 10, an option for me, no heart.
But when I heard the president's speech, between asleep and my heart was deeply shocked.
I wonder if you have not heard a story about an American girl.
Not money, is the heart
February 16, 2007, just the outgoing United Nations Secretary General Kofi Annan, in an estate in Texas, held a charity dinner to raise money for the poor children in Africa. Invited to attend the dinner are wealthy businessmen and celebrities. Dinner will begin at the time, an old woman leading a little girl came to the entrance of the manor, a man carrying a little girl looked very elegant Ciguan.
Keep the security in the estate at the entrance of this old Anthony stopped a little. "Welcome to you, please show invitations, thank you." Anthony said.
"Invitation? Sorry, we do not receive an invitation for her to come, I come with her." The old woman stroking the girl's head against Anthony said.
"I'm sorry, in addition to staff, who can not go in without invitation." Anthony said.
"Why? This is not charity dinner? We are to express our minds, could not it?" The old woman's face is very serious, "cute little Lucy, from television here for Africa fund-raising children, she wanted to do something for those poor children, decided to own all of the money to save money jar out. I can not go, do not let her go in? "
"Yes, here at a charity dinner to be invited to participate are very important people, their generosity for African children.'m Glad you came here with love, but I think this occasion is not You go in for. "Anthony explained.
"Uncle, charity is not money, is the heart, right?" Has not been asked to speak a little girl Lucy Anthony. Her words to Anthony stared.
"I know people who have been invited to a lot of money, they will come up with a lot of money, I do not so much, but this is all my Qiana, if I really can not go, please help me put this into the Go!" Small girl Lucy finished, the hands of the piggy bank and handed Anthony.
Anthony did not know then whether or not connected, is overwhelmed when he suddenly someone said: "No, child, you are right, charity is not money, is the heart! You can go all the caring people can go. "is an old man talking, he smiling, standing beside a small Lucy. He bent and small Lucy exchanged a few words, and then straightened up and handed out an invitation Anthony: "I can take her in there?"
Anthony received the invitation, opened it, who hastily saluted the old man: "Yes, of course, Mr. Warren Buffett."
The leading charity dinner that day, not fund-raising proponents Annan, not to donate three million U.S. dollars of Buffett, not Bill Gates to donate 8 million U.S. dollars, but only to donate 30 U.S. dollars and 25 cents for a small Lucy, she won the largest number of the most enthusiastic applause. The dinner has become a slogan that read: "Charity is not money, is the heart." The next day, major U.S. media have resorted to these words as the title, reports the charity dinner. According to reports, many ordinary Americans have said that for Africa to donate to those poor children.
Heard this story, I can not help but be moved.
Perhaps we can not prevent disasters, but we can extend our helping hand. When a typhoon swept Taiwan Morakot time, as our compatriots, but also their hearts Dan Zhao. Cross-strait differences, in this moment, suddenly collapsed, at this moment, we only know that we are flesh and blood of a fellow milk ah!
Please let this belated happy, give them warm it!
But when I heard the president's speech, between asleep and my heart was deeply shocked.
I wonder if you have not heard a story about an American girl.
Not money, is the heart
February 16, 2007, just the outgoing United Nations Secretary General Kofi Annan, in an estate in Texas, held a charity dinner to raise money for the poor children in Africa. Invited to attend the dinner are wealthy businessmen and celebrities. Dinner will begin at the time, an old woman leading a little girl came to the entrance of the manor, a man carrying a little girl looked very elegant Ciguan.
Keep the security in the estate at the entrance of this old Anthony stopped a little. "Welcome to you, please show invitations, thank you." Anthony said.
"Invitation? Sorry, we do not receive an invitation for her to come, I come with her." The old woman stroking the girl's head against Anthony said.
"I'm sorry, in addition to staff, who can not go in without invitation." Anthony said.
"Why? This is not charity dinner? We are to express our minds, could not it?" The old woman's face is very serious, "cute little Lucy, from television here for Africa fund-raising children, she wanted to do something for those poor children, decided to own all of the money to save money jar out. I can not go, do not let her go in? "
"Yes, here at a charity dinner to be invited to participate are very important people, their generosity for African children.'m Glad you came here with love, but I think this occasion is not You go in for. "Anthony explained.
"Uncle, charity is not money, is the heart, right?" Has not been asked to speak a little girl Lucy Anthony. Her words to Anthony stared.
"I know people who have been invited to a lot of money, they will come up with a lot of money, I do not so much, but this is all my Qiana, if I really can not go, please help me put this into the Go!" Small girl Lucy finished, the hands of the piggy bank and handed Anthony.
Anthony did not know then whether or not connected, is overwhelmed when he suddenly someone said: "No, child, you are right, charity is not money, is the heart! You can go all the caring people can go. "is an old man talking, he smiling, standing beside a small Lucy. He bent and small Lucy exchanged a few words, and then straightened up and handed out an invitation Anthony: "I can take her in there?"
Anthony received the invitation, opened it, who hastily saluted the old man: "Yes, of course, Mr. Warren Buffett."
The leading charity dinner that day, not fund-raising proponents Annan, not to donate three million U.S. dollars of Buffett, not Bill Gates to donate 8 million U.S. dollars, but only to donate 30 U.S. dollars and 25 cents for a small Lucy, she won the largest number of the most enthusiastic applause. The dinner has become a slogan that read: "Charity is not money, is the heart." The next day, major U.S. media have resorted to these words as the title, reports the charity dinner. According to reports, many ordinary Americans have said that for Africa to donate to those poor children.
Heard this story, I can not help but be moved.
Perhaps we can not prevent disasters, but we can extend our helping hand. When a typhoon swept Taiwan Morakot time, as our compatriots, but also their hearts Dan Zhao. Cross-strait differences, in this moment, suddenly collapsed, at this moment, we only know that we are flesh and blood of a fellow milk ah!
Please let this belated happy, give them warm it!
The arrival of winter
Just got up this morning, I saw a piece of the outside is gray. Heart knew it surprised them, this is the first snow of the year it! The snow is one such means, the arrival of winter?
Looking to stay in the snow, thinking it was in deep memory.
A few years ago was? Remember. Just remember, the huge playground, snow is snow, there we are happy figure. Still young, but happy with, wreaked havoc with, crazy laugh, Feng Pao was, playing in the snow with. There we were juveniles in the Yeti, also have our snowball fights figure, then what is our pleasure?
Is a heavy snow. This time, we, a few years later we have long been wandering. Huge playground, there is still snow-capped, playful figure, only those people, not us. This time, I may be going in the classroom knuckled down to study it! Occasionally looked up, snow is snow, we are where?
A person walking in the snow white small white stained the road, as if hovering in the entrance to life, lost in the loss.
Winter, really cold. Even if a tear falls, will soon become ice. His own hand, into the snow. One word - cool. Is such a bone-chilling cold. Available is such a cool, full of my brain, tightened my every nerve, so I should not indulge in grief, unable to extricate themselves!
At the end, there are some words to say.
Really good love, I love to write articles Yeah! For no other, because writing can make me happy, happy. To be honest, I'm a shy girl, what do, do not like to say it, but keeping everything inside will be very difficult to be so, and write about, like heart by much. Read the article I wrote, we do not think I was complaining, sentimental girl, I was very cheerful. This blog is like my platform to complain, then, please, patiently listening to me complain, and Thank you!
Looking to stay in the snow, thinking it was in deep memory.
A few years ago was? Remember. Just remember, the huge playground, snow is snow, there we are happy figure. Still young, but happy with, wreaked havoc with, crazy laugh, Feng Pao was, playing in the snow with. There we were juveniles in the Yeti, also have our snowball fights figure, then what is our pleasure?
Is a heavy snow. This time, we, a few years later we have long been wandering. Huge playground, there is still snow-capped, playful figure, only those people, not us. This time, I may be going in the classroom knuckled down to study it! Occasionally looked up, snow is snow, we are where?
A person walking in the snow white small white stained the road, as if hovering in the entrance to life, lost in the loss.
Winter, really cold. Even if a tear falls, will soon become ice. His own hand, into the snow. One word - cool. Is such a bone-chilling cold. Available is such a cool, full of my brain, tightened my every nerve, so I should not indulge in grief, unable to extricate themselves!
At the end, there are some words to say.
Really good love, I love to write articles Yeah! For no other, because writing can make me happy, happy. To be honest, I'm a shy girl, what do, do not like to say it, but keeping everything inside will be very difficult to be so, and write about, like heart by much. Read the article I wrote, we do not think I was complaining, sentimental girl, I was very cheerful. This blog is like my platform to complain, then, please, patiently listening to me complain, and Thank you!
Any storm struck, and I shall stays on
Recently looked at the class where the students getting less, even on a class is also a cough constantly. Recently a viral pandemic influenza, many students in our class were like a fever, go home and rest up.
Is strange to say, starting from the last week we had a lot of school students of all because of a fever and go home. And our class was just as cold so that only one person did not come to school. That is so very proud of our class teacher, but if we do not have pride long, slowly to this week, other classes would be closed for some time back in school. Our classes are every day fewer people, in the end, 50 individuals are only a meager 30 individuals had.
Fortunately, however, is that some of our school has been good. Because it is a boarding school, so much peace and in no contact with the outside world, together with the schools themselves are in relatively remote areas, even Mum and Dad jokingly said to the school, I became to the children of the rural . So, for various reasons, the virus is not how rampant arrogance, it touches brought under control.
Zhang and looking at a tired face, I always want to arrogant shouted: "No matter what the time, any storm struck, and I shall stays on!"
Is strange to say, starting from the last week we had a lot of school students of all because of a fever and go home. And our class was just as cold so that only one person did not come to school. That is so very proud of our class teacher, but if we do not have pride long, slowly to this week, other classes would be closed for some time back in school. Our classes are every day fewer people, in the end, 50 individuals are only a meager 30 individuals had.
Fortunately, however, is that some of our school has been good. Because it is a boarding school, so much peace and in no contact with the outside world, together with the schools themselves are in relatively remote areas, even Mum and Dad jokingly said to the school, I became to the children of the rural . So, for various reasons, the virus is not how rampant arrogance, it touches brought under control.
Zhang and looking at a tired face, I always want to arrogant shouted: "No matter what the time, any storm struck, and I shall stays on!"
Sketch Thoughts
In fact, on my own, I respect in the painting is an idiot, somehow, is not started.
Therefore, the specialty training in the school newspaper, a drawing class. First arrived there, discovered that there are some people more or less have some grounding in painting people, and they compared, I'm afraid I can only ashamed of.
Several lessons later, I did not feel any significant improvement, but the teacher said, drawing is slow work, not a two lessons can be harvested.
This sub-class we have started hanging up. Tu is called the shadow. In fact, hanging son is to see the light irradiation, direct place is white, slightly to the point where light is gray, and those who simply can not shine on the place is plain black.
This will not be like today's society, on the surface, and stand before the people, that is the perfect pure white. Those who do not see the sun? It is dark it! Everyone knows that dark on the blackened, he kept the description, the last Yuemiaoyuehei. The bright side? From the beginning it will not go TU, it becomes purified. However, the purity is necessarily good? I am afraid that it is not true now! But what? Are not able to black out all, because in that case, even a little profile as well. People will be confused, into a chaotic stage.
Sketches and life seems to really have a lot in common.
Therefore, the specialty training in the school newspaper, a drawing class. First arrived there, discovered that there are some people more or less have some grounding in painting people, and they compared, I'm afraid I can only ashamed of.
Several lessons later, I did not feel any significant improvement, but the teacher said, drawing is slow work, not a two lessons can be harvested.
This sub-class we have started hanging up. Tu is called the shadow. In fact, hanging son is to see the light irradiation, direct place is white, slightly to the point where light is gray, and those who simply can not shine on the place is plain black.
This will not be like today's society, on the surface, and stand before the people, that is the perfect pure white. Those who do not see the sun? It is dark it! Everyone knows that dark on the blackened, he kept the description, the last Yuemiaoyuehei. The bright side? From the beginning it will not go TU, it becomes purified. However, the purity is necessarily good? I am afraid that it is not true now! But what? Are not able to black out all, because in that case, even a little profile as well. People will be confused, into a chaotic stage.
Sketches and life seems to really have a lot in common.
View "Avatar" felt - people and their homes
Today read, "Avatar", has strong feelings.
Clearly understood, must be harmony between man and nature. With the technical level of human development and improvement of the human self that can control nature, but the last to know, for nature, the human is still very small.
The most intelligent of human self-righteous creatures. Pandora planet Navy to think of primitive people is uncivilized creatures. But the fact is it? In fact, Navy personnel are the most close to natural organisms.
Navy people even give up life will defend to the death of their homes, but it? How can human wanton destruction of their homeland? If human beings do not know to protect their homes, then people will one day be the deserved punishment from nature.
As human beings, men want to become a Navy hero why people? The face of endless human desire, Navy people seem simple, natural, kind, with a pure soul, is the most pure and transparent organisms.
Pandora is really beautiful planet. Because the Navy's protection, save the planet Pandora side of its most pure, always showing uncanny workmanship of nature, moving more of the aesthetic.
Earth is also the first so it! But so far, take a look at ah, look at what humans have done? Have further advanced the technology, how? Nature will eventually be defeated.
Has occurred, we can not change now, we can only wake up, bit by bit from the protection of the earth, to protect our homeland, so far our only place for you.
Clearly understood, must be harmony between man and nature. With the technical level of human development and improvement of the human self that can control nature, but the last to know, for nature, the human is still very small.
The most intelligent of human self-righteous creatures. Pandora planet Navy to think of primitive people is uncivilized creatures. But the fact is it? In fact, Navy personnel are the most close to natural organisms.
Navy people even give up life will defend to the death of their homes, but it? How can human wanton destruction of their homeland? If human beings do not know to protect their homes, then people will one day be the deserved punishment from nature.
As human beings, men want to become a Navy hero why people? The face of endless human desire, Navy people seem simple, natural, kind, with a pure soul, is the most pure and transparent organisms.
Pandora is really beautiful planet. Because the Navy's protection, save the planet Pandora side of its most pure, always showing uncanny workmanship of nature, moving more of the aesthetic.
Earth is also the first so it! But so far, take a look at ah, look at what humans have done? Have further advanced the technology, how? Nature will eventually be defeated.
Has occurred, we can not change now, we can only wake up, bit by bit from the protection of the earth, to protect our homeland, so far our only place for you.
Value life
I have had such a dream. In the dream, I am holding the hand of an old man in the embrace of nature, before the line, the trail next to the tranquil flowing stream, a sight, as if a paradise-like scenery. The eyes of the elderly, but remain in a wild flower on the roadside.
Flowers are shrouded in the shadow of heaven tree, but always struggling to open the. Not see the sun, it does not lower its head was tender, innocent, but struggling upward, reaching out as if to look for that point under the shadow of a huge sun. Although it may be, all day long without seeing the light of it, but always open Debu so beautiful, less fragrant, but he was to stick open.
I do not know how many people come from small roadside, while ignoring its existence, he is never discouraged, never cared about, as if to say loudly to the world: the value of my life, not lies are appreciated, but live your life, live from me, and live out the most brilliant future.
Suddenly we wake up. Can this passage has always lingered in my ear.
On this day, I went to nursing homes to participate in public welfare activities, met an old man. Then it is not is the dream, take my hand, walk in nature the old man do? Another fine one inquired the old man suffering from cancer, late in the day.
The elderly hold my hand, as I tell his story.
He is a laid-off workers, one of their children. Husband children died early, their children and their home, leaving him a lonely man. Leisure time, he would like the meaning of life. Throughout his life, his life seemed wasted. Now he stood on the edge of life and death, this moment will see the.
Some life in heaven, but never satisfied, Huang Ru in hell; some life in hell, but never sad, never give up, reminding us of scenes in heaven. In fact, you can not determine their own living environment, you can do is to face the environmental attitude. The same environment, some people sad, so his life would Hunhunee the past; some people motivated, so he will be living out a wonderful life, live it up in value.
Finally, the old patted my head, said to me: you are young, please cherish life!
After a week, I heard the old man's death. At that moment, reflect the moment in my mind is that the four characters: cherish life!
Flowers are shrouded in the shadow of heaven tree, but always struggling to open the. Not see the sun, it does not lower its head was tender, innocent, but struggling upward, reaching out as if to look for that point under the shadow of a huge sun. Although it may be, all day long without seeing the light of it, but always open Debu so beautiful, less fragrant, but he was to stick open.
I do not know how many people come from small roadside, while ignoring its existence, he is never discouraged, never cared about, as if to say loudly to the world: the value of my life, not lies are appreciated, but live your life, live from me, and live out the most brilliant future.
Suddenly we wake up. Can this passage has always lingered in my ear.
On this day, I went to nursing homes to participate in public welfare activities, met an old man. Then it is not is the dream, take my hand, walk in nature the old man do? Another fine one inquired the old man suffering from cancer, late in the day.
The elderly hold my hand, as I tell his story.
He is a laid-off workers, one of their children. Husband children died early, their children and their home, leaving him a lonely man. Leisure time, he would like the meaning of life. Throughout his life, his life seemed wasted. Now he stood on the edge of life and death, this moment will see the.
Some life in heaven, but never satisfied, Huang Ru in hell; some life in hell, but never sad, never give up, reminding us of scenes in heaven. In fact, you can not determine their own living environment, you can do is to face the environmental attitude. The same environment, some people sad, so his life would Hunhunee the past; some people motivated, so he will be living out a wonderful life, live it up in value.
Finally, the old patted my head, said to me: you are young, please cherish life!
After a week, I heard the old man's death. At that moment, reflect the moment in my mind is that the four characters: cherish life!
First
This time stay in the United States, in the aunt's home, leisure, looking up to heaven, they feel as if the United States, blue days that children were juveniles under brush childhood. This is my second trip to the United States, and after a lapse of four years later, in this foreign land of the country, gives me the feeling it is not the same.
Grown up in this time of the journey, through a lot the first time.
For the first time by himself to sleep in the room. 13 years old, has never himself slept. A huge room, only the moon star point gap in the curtains tilt over, shone a little lonely. Ear quiet, only the window of the cicadas and their gentle breathing that, in this quiet, and yet is also exceptionally sweet sleep.
The first dishwashing. Had previously been living that dishwashing is dirty, brush off after the hands are always greasy feel very sick. But when I really had a brush after, even if it felt dirty when I see neat also placed a shiny bowl, the exhilaration of immediately leapt to my mind, this is my labor ah!
The first cut their own fruit and the fruit cut into small pieces with a bowl good. Am happy to cut their own fruit. Also felt that their fruit is exceptionally sweet too! But some fly in the ointment is that the fruit itself is not that big, they can cut through I finished, I am afraid not much has got left in the.
The first time to take the initiative to greet someone. Before I met a stranger, always pretended not to see the way to hide the past. But in the United States, the morning went for a walk, had to face the Americans, and I always say hello, "Hi", "Hello", "Good morning", "Have a good day", or nod and smile. Only a stranger, such a call, what will be brought to people's warmth and comfort?
The first hoeing. Home in the aunt's yard filled with weeds. This has nothing else to do, I learn more grandparents began to hoe. Scorching sun, soon, already sweating, back pain, hands worn the red. May at this time, I can not help but think about it every day to farmers under the hot sun uncle. The hard rain or shine, those who harvest crops, how much sweat is water made it?
This time of the trip, I experienced a lot, experienced, learned, also grew up.
Grown up in this time of the journey, through a lot the first time.
For the first time by himself to sleep in the room. 13 years old, has never himself slept. A huge room, only the moon star point gap in the curtains tilt over, shone a little lonely. Ear quiet, only the window of the cicadas and their gentle breathing that, in this quiet, and yet is also exceptionally sweet sleep.
The first dishwashing. Had previously been living that dishwashing is dirty, brush off after the hands are always greasy feel very sick. But when I really had a brush after, even if it felt dirty when I see neat also placed a shiny bowl, the exhilaration of immediately leapt to my mind, this is my labor ah!
The first cut their own fruit and the fruit cut into small pieces with a bowl good. Am happy to cut their own fruit. Also felt that their fruit is exceptionally sweet too! But some fly in the ointment is that the fruit itself is not that big, they can cut through I finished, I am afraid not much has got left in the.
The first time to take the initiative to greet someone. Before I met a stranger, always pretended not to see the way to hide the past. But in the United States, the morning went for a walk, had to face the Americans, and I always say hello, "Hi", "Hello", "Good morning", "Have a good day", or nod and smile. Only a stranger, such a call, what will be brought to people's warmth and comfort?
The first hoeing. Home in the aunt's yard filled with weeds. This has nothing else to do, I learn more grandparents began to hoe. Scorching sun, soon, already sweating, back pain, hands worn the red. May at this time, I can not help but think about it every day to farmers under the hot sun uncle. The hard rain or shine, those who harvest crops, how much sweat is water made it?
This time of the trip, I experienced a lot, experienced, learned, also grew up.
Hit the glass of the sparrow
I have not been due to travel and tourism, so I can not write several articles Travels. I never read other people's Travels, This is not jealous or anything wrong with the mental, because you do not go to see can not get the first feeling, the feeling of others as their own feelings is not very accurate feeling. So do not catch the wind does not catch that sight.
But I worship Yu as text and buy back his "Cultural Journey", I believe that his words make my blood surge.
I have this book in his hand when his eyes off the set in the last two words - "Journey" on, when I think of my classmates Ludong Yun's Journey.
Lu Dongyun's Journey and Yu-fat Journey naturally can not compare, but only if the only study of its bitter taste of that word, it is easy to go to make a place for them.
Lu Dongyun in my class, should be the same all 66 years of junior secondary Lao Sanjie, but because of his father and our father is different because the landlord which Huo Er, so also determines that his is not our kind. Until the time our children are six-seven years old when it received an invitation to his wedding.
At the wedding, we see a brain cell and bone cells have defects in a little bride.
And, Lu Dongyun's mother is hold a lot of regret: My daughter Shangkang to have children, family on Shimoji capable. Only a short step to walk a long step, say the East 1 West 1, the married children of a landlord. Alas, fate is not good!
Three years later, Ludong Yun's father shook off the landlord hat. Ludong Yun's father shook off the hat on the mark in the world no longer produce the hat factory was.
Lu seems to directly affect the parent of the hat to his son's appearance, or else how did the hat on his head, his son has no sense of sub-stand the restrictions, but the sun pine and cypress, willow-like chic spring up?
People you have known it himself, Lu Dongyun myself to see this. Thus, in a particular class reunion, he drink a few glasses of wine, and then sighed: I'm so sorry!
Sorry what? Lu Dongyun you regret anything?
Marriage, I regret my stall marriage.
Said these words long after, Lu Dongyun keep our noses to the ground live all that work, and the species are planted. Slammed the sleeve, ran away from home.
Yu's journey is directed northwest China, the first stop is London anxiety Mogao Grottoes, he re-document denounced the blind ignorant gatekeepers Wangdao Shi.
Lu Dongyun is toward the northwest, he went to is an arid area of Gansu Province. He said there was lack of water, if a sparrow can see inside a glass of water, it would have hit the glass more than the first, non to the badly beaten and died there before they give up.
Lu Dongyun's Journey is taking the time to not take home a penny, he also take the train cars are going to sit on foot and felt no coin pocket, and at the foot of that leg. This case, he shovels sand line code blocks are also OK, Tang Shui also line drawing of soil is required. Got some wages on longer follow. Gone more than three months, harvesting is the return date.
The student said he had: yun You throw a take a good few months the wife and kids, this is not very wrong ah?
It must be me to do it first? To see her that way, I can leave it?
Ludong Yun said is moral.
So Lu Dongyun have two faces, his moral and non moral line both sides in the walk; in compassion and sympathy is caught between.
I was Lu Dongyun sympathizers, I feel sorry for him because he was able to stray and tourism mix. Even I was a little envious of him, envy him such a simple solution to a complex problem traveling.
Document to that, I saved a heart with a bang impulse. I think that I might one day in which year, according to his will a gourd art travel scoop, according to his stray cat tiger suddenly on the head with my room door unless, to the place I want to see .
Yes, that's it!
But I worship Yu as text and buy back his "Cultural Journey", I believe that his words make my blood surge.
I have this book in his hand when his eyes off the set in the last two words - "Journey" on, when I think of my classmates Ludong Yun's Journey.
Lu Dongyun's Journey and Yu-fat Journey naturally can not compare, but only if the only study of its bitter taste of that word, it is easy to go to make a place for them.
Lu Dongyun in my class, should be the same all 66 years of junior secondary Lao Sanjie, but because of his father and our father is different because the landlord which Huo Er, so also determines that his is not our kind. Until the time our children are six-seven years old when it received an invitation to his wedding.
At the wedding, we see a brain cell and bone cells have defects in a little bride.
And, Lu Dongyun's mother is hold a lot of regret: My daughter Shangkang to have children, family on Shimoji capable. Only a short step to walk a long step, say the East 1 West 1, the married children of a landlord. Alas, fate is not good!
Three years later, Ludong Yun's father shook off the landlord hat. Ludong Yun's father shook off the hat on the mark in the world no longer produce the hat factory was.
Lu seems to directly affect the parent of the hat to his son's appearance, or else how did the hat on his head, his son has no sense of sub-stand the restrictions, but the sun pine and cypress, willow-like chic spring up?
People you have known it himself, Lu Dongyun myself to see this. Thus, in a particular class reunion, he drink a few glasses of wine, and then sighed: I'm so sorry!
Sorry what? Lu Dongyun you regret anything?
Marriage, I regret my stall marriage.
Said these words long after, Lu Dongyun keep our noses to the ground live all that work, and the species are planted. Slammed the sleeve, ran away from home.
Yu's journey is directed northwest China, the first stop is London anxiety Mogao Grottoes, he re-document denounced the blind ignorant gatekeepers Wangdao Shi.
Lu Dongyun is toward the northwest, he went to is an arid area of Gansu Province. He said there was lack of water, if a sparrow can see inside a glass of water, it would have hit the glass more than the first, non to the badly beaten and died there before they give up.
Lu Dongyun's Journey is taking the time to not take home a penny, he also take the train cars are going to sit on foot and felt no coin pocket, and at the foot of that leg. This case, he shovels sand line code blocks are also OK, Tang Shui also line drawing of soil is required. Got some wages on longer follow. Gone more than three months, harvesting is the return date.
The student said he had: yun You throw a take a good few months the wife and kids, this is not very wrong ah?
It must be me to do it first? To see her that way, I can leave it?
Ludong Yun said is moral.
So Lu Dongyun have two faces, his moral and non moral line both sides in the walk; in compassion and sympathy is caught between.
I was Lu Dongyun sympathizers, I feel sorry for him because he was able to stray and tourism mix. Even I was a little envious of him, envy him such a simple solution to a complex problem traveling.
Document to that, I saved a heart with a bang impulse. I think that I might one day in which year, according to his will a gourd art travel scoop, according to his stray cat tiger suddenly on the head with my room door unless, to the place I want to see .
Yes, that's it!
Love in blue on the red carpet
Question in mind: One day, took to the red carpet of marriage. Forget wandering seed, with the hope of blue toward a new life.
Perhaps some calm and collected, or whether there are sort of boring, even if so, should record the words drifting across the track.
Destined to be tied to your past, akin to finding distant, 9 turn 18, life is so SUBWAY.
Dream of Heaven, false, big and empty, Ruoyouruowu, traction wandering life of youth. San vast Road End of the World Bank, only constant pursuit of eternal style, and the composition of your noble soul of Youth "trilogy," The Hum Ke rough.
Blue clouds day to pray for a loved one, heal the wounds of the hearts of the depths of the sea, beyond the small of my world, to the west played the sounds of nature. It makes pigeons stopped, so that water stopped.
Past the agreement, God's will, arrange for a complete life Iraqis edge, walked down the red carpet that end, the prince ever after princess-like life.
Some emotions 10 years later, still stirring melancholy note. The mountains and rivers of rushing through, search through thousands of dreams, there is a feeling still treasure my heart: a romantic atmosphere.
Past to find a useless hero, in order that piece of magic land.
Unrestrained cowboy, earned trust demonic spells, out of secular prison, such as the wings of birds, find their own Garden of Eden.
More of a concern, a little less lonely, goodbye to the days of wandering. You belong to my care, I miss your heart, together weave gorgeous home life.
I live for myself, for the sun over the hill to fight more exciting.
My father from Chongqing to Qingdao, the beach at night, flew to Beijing from the Bamboo Sea, I wonder how many bitter with life, one day rest in that has a romantic dream world. My father did laugh on the common people, Xiaoxiao Sasa dust scattering of other buildings, and then let the next generation of scholarly temperament, embark on a new journey.
Up and down five thousand years, people coming and going, He was not the case. Autumn and spring vegetation a style, I just one day since Happy it.
Life, I live in calm, open-minded more.
Perhaps some calm and collected, or whether there are sort of boring, even if so, should record the words drifting across the track.
Destined to be tied to your past, akin to finding distant, 9 turn 18, life is so SUBWAY.
Dream of Heaven, false, big and empty, Ruoyouruowu, traction wandering life of youth. San vast Road End of the World Bank, only constant pursuit of eternal style, and the composition of your noble soul of Youth "trilogy," The Hum Ke rough.
Blue clouds day to pray for a loved one, heal the wounds of the hearts of the depths of the sea, beyond the small of my world, to the west played the sounds of nature. It makes pigeons stopped, so that water stopped.
Past the agreement, God's will, arrange for a complete life Iraqis edge, walked down the red carpet that end, the prince ever after princess-like life.
Some emotions 10 years later, still stirring melancholy note. The mountains and rivers of rushing through, search through thousands of dreams, there is a feeling still treasure my heart: a romantic atmosphere.
Past to find a useless hero, in order that piece of magic land.
Unrestrained cowboy, earned trust demonic spells, out of secular prison, such as the wings of birds, find their own Garden of Eden.
More of a concern, a little less lonely, goodbye to the days of wandering. You belong to my care, I miss your heart, together weave gorgeous home life.
I live for myself, for the sun over the hill to fight more exciting.
My father from Chongqing to Qingdao, the beach at night, flew to Beijing from the Bamboo Sea, I wonder how many bitter with life, one day rest in that has a romantic dream world. My father did laugh on the common people, Xiaoxiao Sasa dust scattering of other buildings, and then let the next generation of scholarly temperament, embark on a new journey.
Up and down five thousand years, people coming and going, He was not the case. Autumn and spring vegetation a style, I just one day since Happy it.
Life, I live in calm, open-minded more.
Fairy flowers
2010.6.14 Monday Cloudy
Look forward to, waiting, finally flowering cactus on the balcony was.
Woke up at six o'clock this morning, I remembered the immortal flower, thought, and the second flower that opened it. Yesterday it started up a large bud, pale, and I fear it overnight then fade. Yesterday morning was a blooming, night shrunk.
I quickly went to the balcony, see tis immortal flower is half open, it is like a blush with anger the Americans, the tender lips and half-Kai, smile Ying Ying. It is a long piece of cactus in the highest top, gives a sense of stand out. That jiaohuang thin onion petals, flower petals from a flower tip of each department in the end, by the light yellow, dark yellow to orange, the color gradually deepened. That yellow is so pure, so dazzling, flashing my head. I was reluctant to touch it, just bend over and looked quietly, and would like it speech. I watched it, feel it is also looking at me, a silent communication between me and immortal flower delivery. Moved me.
I counted, the total of 12 petals, inner and outer layers. Wrapped with many slender petals in the flower, the top is a small flower pollen, the middle is the root rough style. I seriously looked at, and then ever more like it, actually pinned up, I do not know how to place it. So I took sheets of toilet paper, to grow on cactus bowl cleaning several times, too dirty, I brought scrub with a wet towel. After that, I brought a bowl, moved there from here, and from top to another pot on the floor, too low, and I took a high stool, the cactus on the position of being the living room, so I walking from the living room, one can see the rise of immortal flower.
Never felt, covered with cactus so cute! So the delicate! Because of that two flowers.
Cactus to my house for over three years. That the unit, a female colleague from their own windowsill, move the pieces of cactus, ready to throw away. I saw this, asked her: "You throw it?" "Too much longer." She said, "keep the cactus guys, just a plug to the basin can live." I believed her, and to the piece of cactus, take it home, found a crack of the bowl, put some dirt, casually inserted inside the cactus. It is actually lived, and in my home stay for years on end. It is up to both sides from a stretch, actually grew up more than 20 pieces.
Moved into a new home, I kept a lot of flowers, some on the room, some on the balcony, but most have died, except cactus, on the balcony outside the shelf survived miraculously. Throughout the year, it is undisputed spring, not afraid of hot, not afraid Qifenglengyu, not afraid of ice and snow. Thus in the open air, the silent growth, germination, flowering.
The first time I saw immortal flower in the year before last, that day at noon, I hold the quilt to the balcony to dry, accidentally discovered the immortal flower opening, I made a deep surprise. I really did not expect, covered with cactus able to make such a beautiful flower! Since then, I loved cactus. But the kind of unique beauty to bloom, it has to accumulate a month, or even the strength of the spring, but its flowering period is too short, newly sprung from the flower buds to wither and fall, just one day.
Each flower has a bloom of the reason, every flower to show their beauty. No applause, no wait, even if efforts to reach the broken, it should be hard to open. Therefore, every life is worthy of reverence; every one bloom, are worthy of pause. Like this little fairy flowers.
Life, some beautiful and fleeting, as long as we are to capture, then the U.S. will be grid into eternity. So, I took out my camera, aimed immortal flower, Kacha, Kacha, kept shooting up. I know that cactus will bloom next year, but then the flowers and this year has been different.
As long as I want, I can make every day are full of poetic, life can be every detail of the process, the design of some beautiful, pure number. Like this insipid summer morning, because nostalgia a fairy flower, this day have a special significance.
Look forward to, waiting, finally flowering cactus on the balcony was.
Woke up at six o'clock this morning, I remembered the immortal flower, thought, and the second flower that opened it. Yesterday it started up a large bud, pale, and I fear it overnight then fade. Yesterday morning was a blooming, night shrunk.
I quickly went to the balcony, see tis immortal flower is half open, it is like a blush with anger the Americans, the tender lips and half-Kai, smile Ying Ying. It is a long piece of cactus in the highest top, gives a sense of stand out. That jiaohuang thin onion petals, flower petals from a flower tip of each department in the end, by the light yellow, dark yellow to orange, the color gradually deepened. That yellow is so pure, so dazzling, flashing my head. I was reluctant to touch it, just bend over and looked quietly, and would like it speech. I watched it, feel it is also looking at me, a silent communication between me and immortal flower delivery. Moved me.
I counted, the total of 12 petals, inner and outer layers. Wrapped with many slender petals in the flower, the top is a small flower pollen, the middle is the root rough style. I seriously looked at, and then ever more like it, actually pinned up, I do not know how to place it. So I took sheets of toilet paper, to grow on cactus bowl cleaning several times, too dirty, I brought scrub with a wet towel. After that, I brought a bowl, moved there from here, and from top to another pot on the floor, too low, and I took a high stool, the cactus on the position of being the living room, so I walking from the living room, one can see the rise of immortal flower.
Never felt, covered with cactus so cute! So the delicate! Because of that two flowers.
Cactus to my house for over three years. That the unit, a female colleague from their own windowsill, move the pieces of cactus, ready to throw away. I saw this, asked her: "You throw it?" "Too much longer." She said, "keep the cactus guys, just a plug to the basin can live." I believed her, and to the piece of cactus, take it home, found a crack of the bowl, put some dirt, casually inserted inside the cactus. It is actually lived, and in my home stay for years on end. It is up to both sides from a stretch, actually grew up more than 20 pieces.
Moved into a new home, I kept a lot of flowers, some on the room, some on the balcony, but most have died, except cactus, on the balcony outside the shelf survived miraculously. Throughout the year, it is undisputed spring, not afraid of hot, not afraid Qifenglengyu, not afraid of ice and snow. Thus in the open air, the silent growth, germination, flowering.
The first time I saw immortal flower in the year before last, that day at noon, I hold the quilt to the balcony to dry, accidentally discovered the immortal flower opening, I made a deep surprise. I really did not expect, covered with cactus able to make such a beautiful flower! Since then, I loved cactus. But the kind of unique beauty to bloom, it has to accumulate a month, or even the strength of the spring, but its flowering period is too short, newly sprung from the flower buds to wither and fall, just one day.
Each flower has a bloom of the reason, every flower to show their beauty. No applause, no wait, even if efforts to reach the broken, it should be hard to open. Therefore, every life is worthy of reverence; every one bloom, are worthy of pause. Like this little fairy flowers.
Life, some beautiful and fleeting, as long as we are to capture, then the U.S. will be grid into eternity. So, I took out my camera, aimed immortal flower, Kacha, Kacha, kept shooting up. I know that cactus will bloom next year, but then the flowers and this year has been different.
As long as I want, I can make every day are full of poetic, life can be every detail of the process, the design of some beautiful, pure number. Like this insipid summer morning, because nostalgia a fairy flower, this day have a special significance.
2010年8月12日星期四
Across the Water
That day, the sun was shining, the wind blowing.
Roaring thunder of Huanghe River, rain, dense reed Mao Sheng Di lush grass swaying, fishermen cast nets into the rushing sound of water, fish splashing into the water of shabu voice, tells of life in splendor and joy.
Drum Sound Department, a team sent to the pro ranks to march forth and walking in the Yellow River bank, the proxy clouds, slender male Bin female companion be handsome, slowly forward.
4 Jun Ma, Ma chewing on the line with red silk, pulling Chinese cars, walking among the ranks.
Car, bride, tall, dressed a beautiful robe, with soft spring and face, a pair of beautiful eyes silently stared straight ahead, as if to Wang Chuan a reincarnation.
This picturesque bride is the daughter of Qiguo Guo Wang zhaoqizhuang public is Prince Mei, Xing-designate of the aunt, who is to marry Wang Wei Chong Wei Wei made public, so she was referred to Chong Jiang.
Zhuang Jiang smiling and moving heart, eye from a switch to the soul of intake.
There and then that fat is popular to the era of the United States, tall, plump, she startled the United States to the point where people panic, and her virtuous is praised by others.
This world is there such a person, as if what they do not have to pay, or pay only a small part of the cost, God will reward them a lot. Ye Hao you envy, envy worth mentioning, he was destined that the darling of heaven. Zhuang Kang, from the day before, but also people like it, God gave her to send all the better. Life experience, she is beautiful as Xuan He, and once they get married, marry is defending the monarch.
Zhuang Jiang amazing beauty, she became the first walk into "The Book of Songs," the beautiful lady has been passed down through the ages.
"The Book of Songs" and "Master" and is written for her, and because of her looks too good descriptions, good to future generations are used to it as a paean to the female beauty.
"Hiroto their Qi, Yi Jin Jiong clothing. Qihou son, Wei Hou's wife. Orient House, the sister, the aunt Xing Hou, Tan Gongwei private.
Hand, such as physique, skin as creamy, collar, such as grub grub, such as gourd rhinoceros tooth, small cicada the first Crescent, Qiaoxiaoqianxi, beautiful eyes hope Xi.
Hiroto Ao Ao, said in the agricultural countryside. Four male are arrogant, Zhu Fen darts darts. Fu-Zhai to the DPRK. Dr. Su-back, no Shijun labor.
Water ocean, North stream alive. Shi large fishing net Wei Wei, Shan Hair tuna. Jia Tan Jie Jie, Shu Jiang Nie Nie, Shushi had abandon. "
Chuang Yung Kang's true we may not see, but this poem, we can imagine the extent of her beautiful.
"Qiaoxiao Qian Xi, beautiful eyes hope evening." Description of how dynamic, so Zhuang Kang suddenly came from the ancient times before us, vivid.
Think of her smile, I could not help to think of the Mona Lisa smile.
The latter is always a gloomy smile of color, people can not guess her secret smile before and after.
Our village ginger, her eyes clear as elusive smile under, it seems very far away, it can be very homely, gentle gently in the person you think she is made of water.
Empress Dowager who so, so beautiful start, the outcome is?
A flower, can open how long?
The fact that less people are not always intended to march into the elegant posture of "Book of Songs", she stared straight ahead, did not see the future of heavy.
From "Wei Style", we can know that she was very happy, is not happy, even tragic.
She and her husband in the next life is gradually becoming a stranger.
All the gorgeous fade quietly from behind her, like a gust of wind, walk quietly ......
Empty supremacy, to their name Fang Yan Ze, then on, she became the break out crying Yuan Fu, jealously guarding its availability, more worthy of sorrow than the ordinary woman.
Since then, a Golden Age of loneliness around her tightly.
Whenever Looking back, she awoke in the carved beams of the palace, his own side that no one can trust and depend on.
Finally, she fade, but even the fade, but also as a plant, silently die, nobody cares.
Roaring thunder of Huanghe River, rain, dense reed Mao Sheng Di lush grass swaying, fishermen cast nets into the rushing sound of water, fish splashing into the water of shabu voice, tells of life in splendor and joy.
Drum Sound Department, a team sent to the pro ranks to march forth and walking in the Yellow River bank, the proxy clouds, slender male Bin female companion be handsome, slowly forward.
4 Jun Ma, Ma chewing on the line with red silk, pulling Chinese cars, walking among the ranks.
Car, bride, tall, dressed a beautiful robe, with soft spring and face, a pair of beautiful eyes silently stared straight ahead, as if to Wang Chuan a reincarnation.
This picturesque bride is the daughter of Qiguo Guo Wang zhaoqizhuang public is Prince Mei, Xing-designate of the aunt, who is to marry Wang Wei Chong Wei Wei made public, so she was referred to Chong Jiang.
Zhuang Jiang smiling and moving heart, eye from a switch to the soul of intake.
There and then that fat is popular to the era of the United States, tall, plump, she startled the United States to the point where people panic, and her virtuous is praised by others.
This world is there such a person, as if what they do not have to pay, or pay only a small part of the cost, God will reward them a lot. Ye Hao you envy, envy worth mentioning, he was destined that the darling of heaven. Zhuang Kang, from the day before, but also people like it, God gave her to send all the better. Life experience, she is beautiful as Xuan He, and once they get married, marry is defending the monarch.
Zhuang Jiang amazing beauty, she became the first walk into "The Book of Songs," the beautiful lady has been passed down through the ages.
"The Book of Songs" and "Master" and is written for her, and because of her looks too good descriptions, good to future generations are used to it as a paean to the female beauty.
"Hiroto their Qi, Yi Jin Jiong clothing. Qihou son, Wei Hou's wife. Orient House, the sister, the aunt Xing Hou, Tan Gongwei private.
Hand, such as physique, skin as creamy, collar, such as grub grub, such as gourd rhinoceros tooth, small cicada the first Crescent, Qiaoxiaoqianxi, beautiful eyes hope Xi.
Hiroto Ao Ao, said in the agricultural countryside. Four male are arrogant, Zhu Fen darts darts. Fu-Zhai to the DPRK. Dr. Su-back, no Shijun labor.
Water ocean, North stream alive. Shi large fishing net Wei Wei, Shan Hair tuna. Jia Tan Jie Jie, Shu Jiang Nie Nie, Shushi had abandon. "
Chuang Yung Kang's true we may not see, but this poem, we can imagine the extent of her beautiful.
"Qiaoxiao Qian Xi, beautiful eyes hope evening." Description of how dynamic, so Zhuang Kang suddenly came from the ancient times before us, vivid.
Think of her smile, I could not help to think of the Mona Lisa smile.
The latter is always a gloomy smile of color, people can not guess her secret smile before and after.
Our village ginger, her eyes clear as elusive smile under, it seems very far away, it can be very homely, gentle gently in the person you think she is made of water.
Empress Dowager who so, so beautiful start, the outcome is?
A flower, can open how long?
The fact that less people are not always intended to march into the elegant posture of "Book of Songs", she stared straight ahead, did not see the future of heavy.
From "Wei Style", we can know that she was very happy, is not happy, even tragic.
She and her husband in the next life is gradually becoming a stranger.
All the gorgeous fade quietly from behind her, like a gust of wind, walk quietly ......
Empty supremacy, to their name Fang Yan Ze, then on, she became the break out crying Yuan Fu, jealously guarding its availability, more worthy of sorrow than the ordinary woman.
Since then, a Golden Age of loneliness around her tightly.
Whenever Looking back, she awoke in the carved beams of the palace, his own side that no one can trust and depend on.
Finally, she fade, but even the fade, but also as a plant, silently die, nobody cares.
Loneliness in the singing
The evening came from all directions, send extremely desolate time for a smile condensation, grief.
The distant mountains, there are those stones, trees, all maintained their solidification direction, stays on, no worries Huan sorrows and joys, there's how happy and serene.
Near the market alone in the wind swagger, orifices laugh, it was brightly, and vehicles that are flourishing appearance.
A person in the window, watching the distant noise, mouth to climb the thin cold smile.
Other people's prosperity and what my business!
I am only in my office, weaving poetry into a cocoon, fell fingertips, but also some lonely, right?
Loneliness, is a vine-like plant, climbing aimlessly in his heart, quietly conquering a city, at last, pain in their hearts, Rouchang 100 turn finally to aphasia.
Gradually, the night overshadowed head, vote for me in cold and cool, gray, or vulnerable.
It turned back the sun not only quiet, but also gripping the sting.
It goes without saying, do not laugh, a quiet crescent in brought back the past to see where thin as thin curved, despite a small reduction Kiyoteru.
Can not imagine the silence of the sky, how much foot ambush sticky red mud with a hard soul, how remarkable they have a destiny and life. I, small as the sand of the river in my time what should go? The sound of whistling wind could answer me.
Looking back, all the dead and the dead are lonely time flashing a clear gloss, as Konoha outcry, swirling.
Yard deep silence, time mottled; palm warm and profound sadness.
Leave the window, the dark and the golden bird excited and unable to sleep, shut out, alone, to follow the voice of the pendulum, turned poetry and literature, while into the Tang dynasty, a moment out of the Song Dynasty, and then, or a dodge, in the computer End of the World Forum, the former turn into the layout, touch a shadow is still lonely.
After all, been lonely woman soaked strike, folds, there Jisi durable wind refused to disperse, prime hand brushed, even the most clear sentences have got him into dust.
But I still in the distant this end, the past review, still crystal of, still live.
Every night, there Xiaoyin float; every night, Xiao Yin melancholy green.
How can my eyes not filled with water views? Since then, soft and wet past.
The distant mountains, there are those stones, trees, all maintained their solidification direction, stays on, no worries Huan sorrows and joys, there's how happy and serene.
Near the market alone in the wind swagger, orifices laugh, it was brightly, and vehicles that are flourishing appearance.
A person in the window, watching the distant noise, mouth to climb the thin cold smile.
Other people's prosperity and what my business!
I am only in my office, weaving poetry into a cocoon, fell fingertips, but also some lonely, right?
Loneliness, is a vine-like plant, climbing aimlessly in his heart, quietly conquering a city, at last, pain in their hearts, Rouchang 100 turn finally to aphasia.
Gradually, the night overshadowed head, vote for me in cold and cool, gray, or vulnerable.
It turned back the sun not only quiet, but also gripping the sting.
It goes without saying, do not laugh, a quiet crescent in brought back the past to see where thin as thin curved, despite a small reduction Kiyoteru.
Can not imagine the silence of the sky, how much foot ambush sticky red mud with a hard soul, how remarkable they have a destiny and life. I, small as the sand of the river in my time what should go? The sound of whistling wind could answer me.
Looking back, all the dead and the dead are lonely time flashing a clear gloss, as Konoha outcry, swirling.
Yard deep silence, time mottled; palm warm and profound sadness.
Leave the window, the dark and the golden bird excited and unable to sleep, shut out, alone, to follow the voice of the pendulum, turned poetry and literature, while into the Tang dynasty, a moment out of the Song Dynasty, and then, or a dodge, in the computer End of the World Forum, the former turn into the layout, touch a shadow is still lonely.
After all, been lonely woman soaked strike, folds, there Jisi durable wind refused to disperse, prime hand brushed, even the most clear sentences have got him into dust.
But I still in the distant this end, the past review, still crystal of, still live.
Every night, there Xiaoyin float; every night, Xiao Yin melancholy green.
How can my eyes not filled with water views? Since then, soft and wet past.
Thought of Justice
This is a weird summer, the sun lost again and again, lingering rain, cold and cool term meaning, Man on the skin, very close to the heart.
Clusters of buildings, vertical and horizontal on the street, quiet down in the rain, and gradually fresh, Yun Jie.
By the window, far, and loneliness among the mind wander.
Very keen to have a pair of wings, but ashamed to say flying, fear of increased transparency in the heart of its desolation.
So lonely Liao everywhere, embattled ......
See, the rain harder and harder, harder and more urgent, as the wail of the people directly Syrian chest children Italy, angered those leaves, just hanging his head, tears constantly.
Di Mei, turned, your shadow on the fly from the heart than a thousand mountains, flip past the string, every note, all I want to call your name out loud.
You, like a glass of wine, from the depths of brilliant coming years, the river full of soul melodies, dripping beauty, who never Rambling sad, intoxicating fragrance for people who have repeatedly passing Review. Even your name, these two simple square, also dip of the sweet fragrance of my Chunchi Jian day and night.
Can not resist the temptation, so I had to Zuanjin his fist, shouted again and again in your heart.
Three miles away you do not rise, do not answer.
I cry very, lasted three seasons, you have not heard.
Know? China is not, from the golden scales on I can see you live in the provinces, you can also see the provinces enjoy in your living look.
The way you drive.
The way you answer the phone,
You clenched look forward to the Spring and Autumn and money.
On the equinox season, I even saw you look away .....
I can only afar off you go until the West is indeed less a passenger aircraft, until the rainy season, the flowers are fleeing all the time behind, leaving only green leaves, blocking all sight.
From then on, I can only across the landscape, across the crowd, love my wife, began to learn patience, learn to wait, like ancient women banking on.
Materialistic society, the general feeling of insecurity of astrology, there are a few people can quiet such as the Netherlands, wait far away?
What a luxury to wait things.
In the movie, just switch the lens, the subtitles appear a few lines of small print, for many years on the flash off, then the roots of white hair, everything has its end, and the reality of life, three or five years, which is not what seconds need life and life to suffer?
Life is really long ......
Therefore, I do not wait, do not like.
The rain outside the window is still kept underground, Whose grief, all the lyrics have aphasia?
A glass of wine, tongue feeling, joy and light pops up shiny, heart Shenzhe lemon yellow in general, I lost in the memory, such as the March wind, the gentle light apricot long.
So I think you have to at this time, so 80,000 ares Amidst all been undermined.
Clusters of buildings, vertical and horizontal on the street, quiet down in the rain, and gradually fresh, Yun Jie.
By the window, far, and loneliness among the mind wander.
Very keen to have a pair of wings, but ashamed to say flying, fear of increased transparency in the heart of its desolation.
So lonely Liao everywhere, embattled ......
See, the rain harder and harder, harder and more urgent, as the wail of the people directly Syrian chest children Italy, angered those leaves, just hanging his head, tears constantly.
Di Mei, turned, your shadow on the fly from the heart than a thousand mountains, flip past the string, every note, all I want to call your name out loud.
You, like a glass of wine, from the depths of brilliant coming years, the river full of soul melodies, dripping beauty, who never Rambling sad, intoxicating fragrance for people who have repeatedly passing Review. Even your name, these two simple square, also dip of the sweet fragrance of my Chunchi Jian day and night.
Can not resist the temptation, so I had to Zuanjin his fist, shouted again and again in your heart.
Three miles away you do not rise, do not answer.
I cry very, lasted three seasons, you have not heard.
Know? China is not, from the golden scales on I can see you live in the provinces, you can also see the provinces enjoy in your living look.
The way you drive.
The way you answer the phone,
You clenched look forward to the Spring and Autumn and money.
On the equinox season, I even saw you look away .....
I can only afar off you go until the West is indeed less a passenger aircraft, until the rainy season, the flowers are fleeing all the time behind, leaving only green leaves, blocking all sight.
From then on, I can only across the landscape, across the crowd, love my wife, began to learn patience, learn to wait, like ancient women banking on.
Materialistic society, the general feeling of insecurity of astrology, there are a few people can quiet such as the Netherlands, wait far away?
What a luxury to wait things.
In the movie, just switch the lens, the subtitles appear a few lines of small print, for many years on the flash off, then the roots of white hair, everything has its end, and the reality of life, three or five years, which is not what seconds need life and life to suffer?
Life is really long ......
Therefore, I do not wait, do not like.
The rain outside the window is still kept underground, Whose grief, all the lyrics have aphasia?
A glass of wine, tongue feeling, joy and light pops up shiny, heart Shenzhe lemon yellow in general, I lost in the memory, such as the March wind, the gentle light apricot long.
So I think you have to at this time, so 80,000 ares Amidst all been undermined.
Green sub-pity
Early summer.
Eastern slightly pale, newly sprung in the Dutch flower gently swaying in the wind with his mind, Unspoken.
Who jumps out of the water, is basking in summer fish, spit stuffy feeling in the heart quarter, then swing out of thin wave.
I came to the waterside, as sinking, Xi-liu, silently guarding dikes alone.
The wind is not homeopathic, Wu Pengchuan still far, but spread your subtle sound of the piano in my ear, as if days Lai.
Smile, my island, my balcony, as well as Ling Ge, thin in the air to open flowers, colorful picturesque.
Leaned over, dipped a finger green, I on the water each stroke writing your name.
Passing of the birds, melody of laughter I am naive.
The sun slowly rising, I came to a large street, painting paper, with a load of pink tall back of your carefully outlined.
Pedestrians have eyebrows, laughing my Daisha, and crazy.
People came and went, with a cold face, the wind, like drifting, never came back.
Rising sun, the sun baked me, dust whipped me, all the flowers have lowered the charming, I was still time for the crossing, insist on confrontation with the dream of the Red, sitting like clouds.
Angel came to see me, the devil came to arrest me, all in vain.
A little time away, silent ......
Hong-Sheng Li Li to do off the setting sun, Hanshan Temple so close, I can not hear the bell, the cool eye in all your stalwart.
Finally, the sun slipped Toyama tired.
Light soft evening breeze, Xi moving in front of, behind, clusters of shallow ground memory, a heart fragrance, drunk with me, it is so elegant alone.
His back, the beginning of the crescent, star flowers scattered, looking at the world with a sort of anger-mei.
Mo, melodious whistle.
Shan Yuan, echo cliffs.
Miss water Huan Huan, Ying countless more like my heart ......
Suddenly, I heard soft calls came.
I come ......
Sound Youyuanerjin, broken strings!
I'm back ......
Oh how familiar voice, with the wind, scared off a manner of insects, flowers lose all color, all of them laugh.
I turned around I saw, kiss of the night you were a clean, leisurely walking, Qingwo cool my hand, only a smile away all the sea and mulberry.
None of this is an illusion!
Flowers, the stars, moon, angels, ghosts are gone ......
Wang endless smile.
Lots to talk about loving words.
Drinking endless Beaujolais.
He'll pour a very shallow, a hook waxing Commission and Wan-wan, was blown off, full of quiet.
Cordial under the rain, friend and brother, fell in one after another Rangrang of the Red, achievement of a fairy tale!
Eastern slightly pale, newly sprung in the Dutch flower gently swaying in the wind with his mind, Unspoken.
Who jumps out of the water, is basking in summer fish, spit stuffy feeling in the heart quarter, then swing out of thin wave.
I came to the waterside, as sinking, Xi-liu, silently guarding dikes alone.
The wind is not homeopathic, Wu Pengchuan still far, but spread your subtle sound of the piano in my ear, as if days Lai.
Smile, my island, my balcony, as well as Ling Ge, thin in the air to open flowers, colorful picturesque.
Leaned over, dipped a finger green, I on the water each stroke writing your name.
Passing of the birds, melody of laughter I am naive.
The sun slowly rising, I came to a large street, painting paper, with a load of pink tall back of your carefully outlined.
Pedestrians have eyebrows, laughing my Daisha, and crazy.
People came and went, with a cold face, the wind, like drifting, never came back.
Rising sun, the sun baked me, dust whipped me, all the flowers have lowered the charming, I was still time for the crossing, insist on confrontation with the dream of the Red, sitting like clouds.
Angel came to see me, the devil came to arrest me, all in vain.
A little time away, silent ......
Hong-Sheng Li Li to do off the setting sun, Hanshan Temple so close, I can not hear the bell, the cool eye in all your stalwart.
Finally, the sun slipped Toyama tired.
Light soft evening breeze, Xi moving in front of, behind, clusters of shallow ground memory, a heart fragrance, drunk with me, it is so elegant alone.
His back, the beginning of the crescent, star flowers scattered, looking at the world with a sort of anger-mei.
Mo, melodious whistle.
Shan Yuan, echo cliffs.
Miss water Huan Huan, Ying countless more like my heart ......
Suddenly, I heard soft calls came.
I come ......
Sound Youyuanerjin, broken strings!
I'm back ......
Oh how familiar voice, with the wind, scared off a manner of insects, flowers lose all color, all of them laugh.
I turned around I saw, kiss of the night you were a clean, leisurely walking, Qingwo cool my hand, only a smile away all the sea and mulberry.
None of this is an illusion!
Flowers, the stars, moon, angels, ghosts are gone ......
Wang endless smile.
Lots to talk about loving words.
Drinking endless Beaujolais.
He'll pour a very shallow, a hook waxing Commission and Wan-wan, was blown off, full of quiet.
Cordial under the rain, friend and brother, fell in one after another Rangrang of the Red, achievement of a fairy tale!
Satyr legend
This life for the wolves, meal drink dew wind, wandering for a living.
That day, in the desolate wilderness, the profusion of thorns in the side, you as an Epiphyllum, grace graceful, with only one eye, easy to replace the world's most beautiful scenery.
No trace of signs, not a hint, it came so suddenly, so arrogant I do not fortified.
Looking at you, I felt Yi Chan.
Desire, intoxication, grief ......
Effortlessly, you confuse me, burns me up, so I deviated from the direction of running, discard all the companions, embarked on a satyr of no return.
Since then, I used black eyes trace the symbol of bright you star with Phi month, in the wind interpretation of the legend of a pervert.
Gobi, desert, oasis, the valley ......
I filled every inch of land in the chase, every corner echoed with the cries I Sixin lungs out.
Day after day, as you drunk I am, as you flow experience.
But you, dear, why so far away from me, let me not close to the total?
How can you be gentle and kind heart to make me so lonely, so I did not warm claws? How can I use in the night, green eyes, Aoao looking for your trace, suffered the pain?
Darling, let my stomach be the end of your street, let us from this integration, okay?
In fact, I only look forward to a love that is permanent, you dear, let me seize you, will you eat, ok?
Because only you, only you can end my hair with green eyes infinite affection.
E-fish can cry, but I can not.
Can not let you see my wet eyes, as tears to the eyes can only look in the mirror, and you, I would like for you all the beautiful blooming, as dazzling as fireworks.
So, please let me happy to hit you, with your smile shattered my lonely, so would love overtaken family life possible?
Because I was satyr, I have a wolf's ambition, not to conquer your heart, I do not when the pervert, prefer to go underground when the goat, this life is not repent ......
That day, in the desolate wilderness, the profusion of thorns in the side, you as an Epiphyllum, grace graceful, with only one eye, easy to replace the world's most beautiful scenery.
No trace of signs, not a hint, it came so suddenly, so arrogant I do not fortified.
Looking at you, I felt Yi Chan.
Desire, intoxication, grief ......
Effortlessly, you confuse me, burns me up, so I deviated from the direction of running, discard all the companions, embarked on a satyr of no return.
Since then, I used black eyes trace the symbol of bright you star with Phi month, in the wind interpretation of the legend of a pervert.
Gobi, desert, oasis, the valley ......
I filled every inch of land in the chase, every corner echoed with the cries I Sixin lungs out.
Day after day, as you drunk I am, as you flow experience.
But you, dear, why so far away from me, let me not close to the total?
How can you be gentle and kind heart to make me so lonely, so I did not warm claws? How can I use in the night, green eyes, Aoao looking for your trace, suffered the pain?
Darling, let my stomach be the end of your street, let us from this integration, okay?
In fact, I only look forward to a love that is permanent, you dear, let me seize you, will you eat, ok?
Because only you, only you can end my hair with green eyes infinite affection.
E-fish can cry, but I can not.
Can not let you see my wet eyes, as tears to the eyes can only look in the mirror, and you, I would like for you all the beautiful blooming, as dazzling as fireworks.
So, please let me happy to hit you, with your smile shattered my lonely, so would love overtaken family life possible?
Because I was satyr, I have a wolf's ambition, not to conquer your heart, I do not when the pervert, prefer to go underground when the goat, this life is not repent ......
Night is young
In the evening, I came to walk in the park, a person, like a bird, a leaf, quietly into the night flash, such as, and to nobody, to hear people's conversation and laughter, only the ups and downs in the eyes of the night.
But tonight, in the beginning of winter frost cold season, there is not even a trace of wind, dark blue canopy on a first round of the month, slightly glowing yellow, tightly holding my clothes, and like me speechless .
Moon, Dark of the lake, varying shades of shadows, far or near the street, two or three passers-by ......
In such a night walk, I like a planet around the sun, the total can not escape from the original track.
And you, gentle as a feather, like the clouds in my heart sitting, smiling, never a bit off.
Looked up, I saw a bright star shining like an angel's eyes, the earth staring, touching eyes reminds me of the night our time, has shown signs of ________ water, extension of the boundless land, and you I'll go home , wandering in the night, the whole world away, and all worries are gone, and the warmth of your hands still spread my memory, people yearn.
See, Diablo lake light of street lamps swayed, sparkling, tall tower reflection in the water, motionless, and the shore of the shadows of the trees woven into a painting, depicting the lonely feelings, and my distant relative . But I have time to care, hurried steps taken piece by piece from the War. The chaos of the mind Oh, have long worn the heavy darkness, shouting your name the way toward the distance, could not find the return.
It turned out that night and then the United States, can only keep me slim shadow, but miss the wings tied not live.
Around the lake, roadside tall trees to the branches bare outstretched, quietly remembered the last event in the spring of that field, I do not know fatigue.
Osmanthus tree in front of the rows already in Hong eliminate their separate ways, never failed to keep the people happy eyes. I just remember the early Osmanthus fragrans opened in those days, how bright the sun, insects how merry, but you always smile, hide their sadness and anguish, the joy of sending the bits and pieces to me an abundance of beautiful autumn.
Happy Encounter, injury parting ......
Full moon still follow me, sorry to see him, but I still pleasant for full of sorrow, let the hot tears roll over to face, but can not remember the love ablation.
Has been related to the memory of your deep, co-moonlight and flowers, brewing a cup of sweet wine, from, in the night I always think of you quietly drunk, let the rouge cheeks shame evil all roses.
The bright lights in my eyes began to blur, fewer and fewer people in the roadside, where they go? No one can tell me.
Nap ah walked, I took another night off the one-way trip, legs and feet are tired, but also take the pain out, but not always welcome to your presence.
Not rest on superior attainment, the worry-free by 1000 lines.
Let me sing Zhang Xiangyi, gently with your dream and South, were this a sky ......
But tonight, in the beginning of winter frost cold season, there is not even a trace of wind, dark blue canopy on a first round of the month, slightly glowing yellow, tightly holding my clothes, and like me speechless .
Moon, Dark of the lake, varying shades of shadows, far or near the street, two or three passers-by ......
In such a night walk, I like a planet around the sun, the total can not escape from the original track.
And you, gentle as a feather, like the clouds in my heart sitting, smiling, never a bit off.
Looked up, I saw a bright star shining like an angel's eyes, the earth staring, touching eyes reminds me of the night our time, has shown signs of ________ water, extension of the boundless land, and you I'll go home , wandering in the night, the whole world away, and all worries are gone, and the warmth of your hands still spread my memory, people yearn.
See, Diablo lake light of street lamps swayed, sparkling, tall tower reflection in the water, motionless, and the shore of the shadows of the trees woven into a painting, depicting the lonely feelings, and my distant relative . But I have time to care, hurried steps taken piece by piece from the War. The chaos of the mind Oh, have long worn the heavy darkness, shouting your name the way toward the distance, could not find the return.
It turned out that night and then the United States, can only keep me slim shadow, but miss the wings tied not live.
Around the lake, roadside tall trees to the branches bare outstretched, quietly remembered the last event in the spring of that field, I do not know fatigue.
Osmanthus tree in front of the rows already in Hong eliminate their separate ways, never failed to keep the people happy eyes. I just remember the early Osmanthus fragrans opened in those days, how bright the sun, insects how merry, but you always smile, hide their sadness and anguish, the joy of sending the bits and pieces to me an abundance of beautiful autumn.
Happy Encounter, injury parting ......
Full moon still follow me, sorry to see him, but I still pleasant for full of sorrow, let the hot tears roll over to face, but can not remember the love ablation.
Has been related to the memory of your deep, co-moonlight and flowers, brewing a cup of sweet wine, from, in the night I always think of you quietly drunk, let the rouge cheeks shame evil all roses.
The bright lights in my eyes began to blur, fewer and fewer people in the roadside, where they go? No one can tell me.
Nap ah walked, I took another night off the one-way trip, legs and feet are tired, but also take the pain out, but not always welcome to your presence.
Not rest on superior attainment, the worry-free by 1000 lines.
Let me sing Zhang Xiangyi, gently with your dream and South, were this a sky ......
March Taohuashan human
Saturday outing, only half an hour, they arrived at our destination, Peach Blossom Hill.
Taohuashan low mountains, a green, like a peasant woman, but rather the endless plain and graceful. This day, the Peach Blossom Spring Hill by a mighty one's usual makeup, slightly decorated Prostitute, blooming cheeks with a thin layer of shallow ground powder, spring light touch, color, becomes heavier, a little they watch, never Shoubu Zhu, to spread around, from the mountains to the foot of the mountain, not miss any corner.
It is warm, to reject any form of decay and blight, also moved in the ancient poems described to me again, "euphemism" word, what was the use of the ink and color can be at one go.
Tortuous path along the ground, struggling going up, up every step of a peach Xiaoying, in my eyes render Spring.
I try Keep your eyes open, afraid to miss any one.
Peach bloom exactly, countless, family clan, one piece, such as the rosy clouds fly down hills, fat marriage rampant, can not afford to indulge, occasionally with a few pear trees to open in the meantime, the soft delicate, white, filled with a very lovely beautiful .
Go all the way, look all the way, pedestrian tireless, tireless flowers, aloof, staying with each other's hearts in joy to joy, and think fondly drawn, no one who does not want to miss!
Line first could not bear it, and began to care about the dust-covered, open wide the camera start a choice here, or graceful landscape, to capture the immediate landscape, but where to photograph in the whole film is it off? End up in vain to put down the camera, walked with a smile looking back.
Peach courtyard hidden in the depths of quietly busy, warm accent greeted the guests from afar, side chairs Peng Cha, eyes mouth full of laughter.
On the corner of a small hospital, a whole body lazy dog had forgotten their responsibilities housekeeping nursing homes, just lying on the floor basking in the sun, occasionally Taiqiyanpi languid glance at, and then continue to dream Bile Yan the cause of their Spring and Autumn.
Sounds of fear around a few chickens and ducks peck leisurely paced with quick short steps, Variety and the way to the tree Lark screaming uncontrollably, to fly up and down, but I do not know where the best stop.
Around the small courtyard, surrounded by trees, clouds before the wind got hold of the willow, willow disastrous cloud after the wind, undying lingering.
The middle of a peach tea table stood a few bamboo chair, people sitting in the meantime, talk and laugh to play, at your fingertips is the pleasant aroma of the tea cup.
Several brightly colored clothing sizes of children, running around like a butterfly, like, no laughter depths not seen in the peach.
Sun gently just right, the bee among flowers and butterflies, but strive day and night to're dancing, I do not know fatigue.
Sitting in the middle of my colleagues, I looked carefully at your fingertips in front of the flowers, the most comfortable position, this quietly beautiful engraved permanent extension to the heart, just want to stay with it and someone will listen.
Peach sitting in between the low, intimate contact with the leaves, every action you have to be careful, or less alert and get there pulling branches to steal your clothes, touch on your ends.
Colleagues while laughing while feeling the mahjong, often because the words and the absence of flowers staring, forget the cards, or wrong card, attracted everyone's complaints and ridicule.
No matter where you go, whether care, Ruoyouruowu ubiquitous shallow faint fragrance, always seize the opportunity to immerse your heart and lung, diffuse on your skirt. Sometimes a slight breeze, was white petals will take the opportunity to many of your arms or shoulders fall, secretly laughing at you, let your mind again in the fundus layers of pity and joy, anxious parents of hold the possession of.
Look eye lift, miles are all matte finish to the flowers, are all the endless miles to Hong, silently, I set you in the dust of the Hong contained.
Products started in the tea, I smile, not a fortress, but always strongly suggestive peach in front of me eye brow deep thoughts Department. Only one, only one Oh, it always makes me think of a person, once said, "spend the coming year, if open, carry butterfly spring downtown." Of the people ......
This season, this time, people far away children, whether, like me, see Tao Zhi Yao Yao, lingering to hear the mighty footsteps of peach? The old days of the convention is still clenched tightly in the palm?
The face of the spring, memory as a mountain, carrying with you all.
Look weak in the east is filled with your message, the rushing, Acacia million quintals, sorrow million quintals, delighted million quintals.
Looking back, take full tracks, music Road long. Wind forehead, a casual fall temples. Heart miss a while, then here, but also whether there Nendi similar?
Taohuashan low mountains, a green, like a peasant woman, but rather the endless plain and graceful. This day, the Peach Blossom Spring Hill by a mighty one's usual makeup, slightly decorated Prostitute, blooming cheeks with a thin layer of shallow ground powder, spring light touch, color, becomes heavier, a little they watch, never Shoubu Zhu, to spread around, from the mountains to the foot of the mountain, not miss any corner.
It is warm, to reject any form of decay and blight, also moved in the ancient poems described to me again, "euphemism" word, what was the use of the ink and color can be at one go.
Tortuous path along the ground, struggling going up, up every step of a peach Xiaoying, in my eyes render Spring.
I try Keep your eyes open, afraid to miss any one.
Peach bloom exactly, countless, family clan, one piece, such as the rosy clouds fly down hills, fat marriage rampant, can not afford to indulge, occasionally with a few pear trees to open in the meantime, the soft delicate, white, filled with a very lovely beautiful .
Go all the way, look all the way, pedestrian tireless, tireless flowers, aloof, staying with each other's hearts in joy to joy, and think fondly drawn, no one who does not want to miss!
Line first could not bear it, and began to care about the dust-covered, open wide the camera start a choice here, or graceful landscape, to capture the immediate landscape, but where to photograph in the whole film is it off? End up in vain to put down the camera, walked with a smile looking back.
Peach courtyard hidden in the depths of quietly busy, warm accent greeted the guests from afar, side chairs Peng Cha, eyes mouth full of laughter.
On the corner of a small hospital, a whole body lazy dog had forgotten their responsibilities housekeeping nursing homes, just lying on the floor basking in the sun, occasionally Taiqiyanpi languid glance at, and then continue to dream Bile Yan the cause of their Spring and Autumn.
Sounds of fear around a few chickens and ducks peck leisurely paced with quick short steps, Variety and the way to the tree Lark screaming uncontrollably, to fly up and down, but I do not know where the best stop.
Around the small courtyard, surrounded by trees, clouds before the wind got hold of the willow, willow disastrous cloud after the wind, undying lingering.
The middle of a peach tea table stood a few bamboo chair, people sitting in the meantime, talk and laugh to play, at your fingertips is the pleasant aroma of the tea cup.
Several brightly colored clothing sizes of children, running around like a butterfly, like, no laughter depths not seen in the peach.
Sun gently just right, the bee among flowers and butterflies, but strive day and night to're dancing, I do not know fatigue.
Sitting in the middle of my colleagues, I looked carefully at your fingertips in front of the flowers, the most comfortable position, this quietly beautiful engraved permanent extension to the heart, just want to stay with it and someone will listen.
Peach sitting in between the low, intimate contact with the leaves, every action you have to be careful, or less alert and get there pulling branches to steal your clothes, touch on your ends.
Colleagues while laughing while feeling the mahjong, often because the words and the absence of flowers staring, forget the cards, or wrong card, attracted everyone's complaints and ridicule.
No matter where you go, whether care, Ruoyouruowu ubiquitous shallow faint fragrance, always seize the opportunity to immerse your heart and lung, diffuse on your skirt. Sometimes a slight breeze, was white petals will take the opportunity to many of your arms or shoulders fall, secretly laughing at you, let your mind again in the fundus layers of pity and joy, anxious parents of hold the possession of.
Look eye lift, miles are all matte finish to the flowers, are all the endless miles to Hong, silently, I set you in the dust of the Hong contained.
Products started in the tea, I smile, not a fortress, but always strongly suggestive peach in front of me eye brow deep thoughts Department. Only one, only one Oh, it always makes me think of a person, once said, "spend the coming year, if open, carry butterfly spring downtown." Of the people ......
This season, this time, people far away children, whether, like me, see Tao Zhi Yao Yao, lingering to hear the mighty footsteps of peach? The old days of the convention is still clenched tightly in the palm?
The face of the spring, memory as a mountain, carrying with you all.
Look weak in the east is filled with your message, the rushing, Acacia million quintals, sorrow million quintals, delighted million quintals.
Looking back, take full tracks, music Road long. Wind forehead, a casual fall temples. Heart miss a while, then here, but also whether there Nendi similar?
Solutions for love
Has been very quiet.
Whether Jiao Yang as fire, regardless of Black wind on high, has been very quiet while waiting for every inch of time, in the dust looking at another run themselves, singing, struggle or grief, just smile, and the Red in own lang , often face more than one who permits his thoughts raging.
There is no agreement, no eachother, but with the lonely stay forever, such as hand, foot, such as relatives and friends, never a bit from.
Not lofty ideals, amazing talent, and no outstanding courage and insight, has been empty-handed in the emotional world of hard work, a burden for the situation. Search, find, tirelessly looking for a legendary love vows, full of desire. Is repeatedly frustrated and never give up, no courage, no less than any battlefield warrior through the ages. Because it is their own survival and the only magic weapon breathing.
Every meet, is a misconception in life, so full of love and pity inclined, enjoy themselves, love enthralled, love the earth-shaking, vigorous. When injuries hit, tears burst, only to find facts and imagination is always far from. So love one hurt a back, that worry never found himself without injury.
Love is, Zhi Jiaoren Shengsixiangxu? Two people thousands of miles Jingru mirage, so on earth whom fought in Guys and Dolls!
I sleep not disturbed!
Do not give me love rob!
Do not get me tears!
I clenched fists and shouting toward the heavens, the gods toward passing the request!
Into the cloud mountains, running rivers, just dumb. The monthly sky hanging, shining star, but reluctantly took my cheeks light, not the least bit words.
Hand, I borrowed from the ancient sword, the rain falling all season, sword will cut three conditions, one for love, one to hate, a better world also.
Heart hate, not to mention, but deeply buried in the Green Matsushita, hint of green, my eyes awake.
Since then I have no pain pain, such as the Buddha Bodhi, the wind dance.
Which is a long-hidden heart of love Oh, you are my last tear, look at you, I caused anxiety to pain. You are my only waiting.
How big the world, I was so small, fragile, with no love, care, I'm afraid I am afraid of _______ Hanguang shining, I'm afraid Qiangdiyouyuan, even more afraid of annoying the fate of looted rivers circumstances, take away the last trace of love hearts.
So, braving the wind Xiao Sha, step on the way leaves, I make the move to the Millennium bronze, will you burn into an amber, mild like jade, embedded in the heart, and never again worry about that insidious devil will plunder you.
Red Dust rolling. More than fleeting.
Love love solution solution, and I strive sword, a wave of cold rivers ......
Since then, the Yuebaifengqing night, that side of the pond who played Sentimental Song of the Flute, is me. The south bank of the Green River in spring when infected, with a smile put away a Fallen flowers on the red armband of the people is me. My heart serene, no dreams, no longer lose their no longer worry Mind.
Like white comes first, such as bamboo rustling, life could have so calmly,.
Whether Jiao Yang as fire, regardless of Black wind on high, has been very quiet while waiting for every inch of time, in the dust looking at another run themselves, singing, struggle or grief, just smile, and the Red in own lang , often face more than one who permits his thoughts raging.
There is no agreement, no eachother, but with the lonely stay forever, such as hand, foot, such as relatives and friends, never a bit from.
Not lofty ideals, amazing talent, and no outstanding courage and insight, has been empty-handed in the emotional world of hard work, a burden for the situation. Search, find, tirelessly looking for a legendary love vows, full of desire. Is repeatedly frustrated and never give up, no courage, no less than any battlefield warrior through the ages. Because it is their own survival and the only magic weapon breathing.
Every meet, is a misconception in life, so full of love and pity inclined, enjoy themselves, love enthralled, love the earth-shaking, vigorous. When injuries hit, tears burst, only to find facts and imagination is always far from. So love one hurt a back, that worry never found himself without injury.
Love is, Zhi Jiaoren Shengsixiangxu? Two people thousands of miles Jingru mirage, so on earth whom fought in Guys and Dolls!
I sleep not disturbed!
Do not give me love rob!
Do not get me tears!
I clenched fists and shouting toward the heavens, the gods toward passing the request!
Into the cloud mountains, running rivers, just dumb. The monthly sky hanging, shining star, but reluctantly took my cheeks light, not the least bit words.
Hand, I borrowed from the ancient sword, the rain falling all season, sword will cut three conditions, one for love, one to hate, a better world also.
Heart hate, not to mention, but deeply buried in the Green Matsushita, hint of green, my eyes awake.
Since then I have no pain pain, such as the Buddha Bodhi, the wind dance.
Which is a long-hidden heart of love Oh, you are my last tear, look at you, I caused anxiety to pain. You are my only waiting.
How big the world, I was so small, fragile, with no love, care, I'm afraid I am afraid of _______ Hanguang shining, I'm afraid Qiangdiyouyuan, even more afraid of annoying the fate of looted rivers circumstances, take away the last trace of love hearts.
So, braving the wind Xiao Sha, step on the way leaves, I make the move to the Millennium bronze, will you burn into an amber, mild like jade, embedded in the heart, and never again worry about that insidious devil will plunder you.
Red Dust rolling. More than fleeting.
Love love solution solution, and I strive sword, a wave of cold rivers ......
Since then, the Yuebaifengqing night, that side of the pond who played Sentimental Song of the Flute, is me. The south bank of the Green River in spring when infected, with a smile put away a Fallen flowers on the red armband of the people is me. My heart serene, no dreams, no longer lose their no longer worry Mind.
Like white comes first, such as bamboo rustling, life could have so calmly,.
Butterfly
Summer Falling Star, land desolate, white clouds almost true.
The river of time, the one piece of open reed wanton, frivolous dance.
The so-called Iraqi people, in the Water
Always, she Qiaoxiao Qian Xi in his eyes, beautiful eyes hope Xi.
Minute, he came and went in her heart, wondering what was going endlessly.
Distant sea, the longing in the soaring, so heavy, so deep, like a reined in the heart of the wire, tightly sick.
He and she, to leave, to fly with the center flower swaying place.
As a result, only to flee ________ Since then, not grinding his teeth, repeatedly Tolerance, repeated vomiting blood, no longer need to care about the control of parents and society conspiracy, freedom of flying, making stirring fly ......
Do not contemplate, do not consider, as we have to flee, simply enemies around the world.
They stared each other, smiled, and then take off the soiled Wow slamming Mexico's Qingpao ________
Take off a layer of skin.
Off the inner volume of the pavilion, towards evening flying short Pavilion.
Off the clouds and water.
________ Yes, they took off their own, and then repeatedly washing with moonlight, until the lonely and have no slightest trace of emotion no longer, until the needle-like leaves greet the eyes, until the warm up shot from the root, minute and second grow ......
Smile across it, they leap the!
In the branches waiting for the hundreds of millions of butterflies in the two whole body speak, Yi Chan, from abundance to life.
That night, the moon low roof, the wind went into the woods, blue water flows from both sides.
Looked at each other new and gently mixed feelings re Ying Ying, she held back tears, down by the press the right wing, forward stretched it out, do not forget the deep feeling to say the only words: "Liang Xiong, please, please .. ...."
The river of time, the one piece of open reed wanton, frivolous dance.
The so-called Iraqi people, in the Water
Always, she Qiaoxiao Qian Xi in his eyes, beautiful eyes hope Xi.
Minute, he came and went in her heart, wondering what was going endlessly.
Distant sea, the longing in the soaring, so heavy, so deep, like a reined in the heart of the wire, tightly sick.
He and she, to leave, to fly with the center flower swaying place.
As a result, only to flee ________ Since then, not grinding his teeth, repeatedly Tolerance, repeated vomiting blood, no longer need to care about the control of parents and society conspiracy, freedom of flying, making stirring fly ......
Do not contemplate, do not consider, as we have to flee, simply enemies around the world.
They stared each other, smiled, and then take off the soiled Wow slamming Mexico's Qingpao ________
Take off a layer of skin.
Off the inner volume of the pavilion, towards evening flying short Pavilion.
Off the clouds and water.
________ Yes, they took off their own, and then repeatedly washing with moonlight, until the lonely and have no slightest trace of emotion no longer, until the needle-like leaves greet the eyes, until the warm up shot from the root, minute and second grow ......
Smile across it, they leap the!
In the branches waiting for the hundreds of millions of butterflies in the two whole body speak, Yi Chan, from abundance to life.
That night, the moon low roof, the wind went into the woods, blue water flows from both sides.
Looked at each other new and gently mixed feelings re Ying Ying, she held back tears, down by the press the right wing, forward stretched it out, do not forget the deep feeling to say the only words: "Liang Xiong, please, please .. ...."
Chaotic
Close your eyes and dream on the wings to fly, have colorful flowers, but also youthful long days, the United States was striking.
Open your eyes, gray sky, a babel of voices, traffic flow like a river, small of me, as a dust, drifting between, and often can not tell who he is, who is himself, so sad bunch.
Eyes eyes opened in a closed room, dream and reality doom pull, mutually exclusive, par.
Dreams come true after all, very few cases, when too many are living the dream become defeated opponent, could not find a place to cry.
Petty money can endure the glory of life, only "feeling" the word most people helpless and chaotic, the most wounding.
Remember "Ashes of Time" in the Huangyao Shi said that if people do not remember without a mistake, what are the daily wake up new, more happiness.
So he drank a "tragic death" of the wine, to forget the past, but still feel at a loss.
I did not Wang Qingshui, and no "tragic death" of the wine, so memory is always alive with my eyes, lifelike. Grow old in time every day, I often step in a back, for the past day and night, for grief that the dots.
Emotional Memory to Sanjiang sword cut it so difficult? No, not that it is hard not bear, is dismay.
What I wanted to cut one blue sky, throwing a yearning to live more comfortable, happier. Helpless, often lean on a railing across, full of sadness, lost west wind, cold eyes. However, God wound the dark, there is always a figure walk away, people are the eyes of heart pain. Often determined effort to count their steps one, two, three, teeth, Impacts of Pre legislative purpose, and vowed never again to Tiyi aroma tongue the names of people, then do not want to look like Iraqi smile, but often when the rise of Iraq's breath on blowing, let me once again indulge. They have to sit here hold back the tears his eyes, stand to make the setting sun, embrace the memories alone.
See, Lonely of time, the cloud the mood, Zensheng be unhappy? Chasing cloud moon, but not a trace of relief, and hate only the spring did not understand the people, attracted sadness Montreal.
A stick of incense, quietly talk to a wish of Jishi Guang forever, lingering in the green water, lingering in the mountains, one world, a lonely, barren hills have not lonely.
Things get people in the immediate present but not the case.
Formosa said: How many tears behind the success, for what?
As a woman, what does not desire success, but expect a warm, life can be with foam. But it also makes little desire to searching, often lost in the sea of eyes, with a total misconception that the person is a lifetime.
In fact, the gods are false, it is only people to create their own inner heart of a comfort Bale.
No goal, just want to run away, helpless at the foot of the road is too short, too short, Einstein's theory of relativity, is quite simple.
Lofty Red Dust, an inadvertent one, and looks the end of life, to your demonstration, is not that touch temperature, makes heart is cold and cool stone.
Life is always too short, you and I cried at birth, can not regret that smile go? No matter how love knowing each other, ultimately alone towards the end of life, not take the warmth of loving hearts of hard feelings, how sad and helpless? Often read this, think of the distance in Iraq, even more sad. Everything is big or small, and your weight is on Zhejiang heavy, filled the atrium, all of this, dear Iraq ever know?
Sun title mountains, do not have to go back Sigui, banquet will eventually be scattered, not drinking, not drinking, which is why only that they fight drunk?
Open your eyes, gray sky, a babel of voices, traffic flow like a river, small of me, as a dust, drifting between, and often can not tell who he is, who is himself, so sad bunch.
Eyes eyes opened in a closed room, dream and reality doom pull, mutually exclusive, par.
Dreams come true after all, very few cases, when too many are living the dream become defeated opponent, could not find a place to cry.
Petty money can endure the glory of life, only "feeling" the word most people helpless and chaotic, the most wounding.
Remember "Ashes of Time" in the Huangyao Shi said that if people do not remember without a mistake, what are the daily wake up new, more happiness.
So he drank a "tragic death" of the wine, to forget the past, but still feel at a loss.
I did not Wang Qingshui, and no "tragic death" of the wine, so memory is always alive with my eyes, lifelike. Grow old in time every day, I often step in a back, for the past day and night, for grief that the dots.
Emotional Memory to Sanjiang sword cut it so difficult? No, not that it is hard not bear, is dismay.
What I wanted to cut one blue sky, throwing a yearning to live more comfortable, happier. Helpless, often lean on a railing across, full of sadness, lost west wind, cold eyes. However, God wound the dark, there is always a figure walk away, people are the eyes of heart pain. Often determined effort to count their steps one, two, three, teeth, Impacts of Pre legislative purpose, and vowed never again to Tiyi aroma tongue the names of people, then do not want to look like Iraqi smile, but often when the rise of Iraq's breath on blowing, let me once again indulge. They have to sit here hold back the tears his eyes, stand to make the setting sun, embrace the memories alone.
See, Lonely of time, the cloud the mood, Zensheng be unhappy? Chasing cloud moon, but not a trace of relief, and hate only the spring did not understand the people, attracted sadness Montreal.
A stick of incense, quietly talk to a wish of Jishi Guang forever, lingering in the green water, lingering in the mountains, one world, a lonely, barren hills have not lonely.
Things get people in the immediate present but not the case.
Formosa said: How many tears behind the success, for what?
As a woman, what does not desire success, but expect a warm, life can be with foam. But it also makes little desire to searching, often lost in the sea of eyes, with a total misconception that the person is a lifetime.
In fact, the gods are false, it is only people to create their own inner heart of a comfort Bale.
No goal, just want to run away, helpless at the foot of the road is too short, too short, Einstein's theory of relativity, is quite simple.
Lofty Red Dust, an inadvertent one, and looks the end of life, to your demonstration, is not that touch temperature, makes heart is cold and cool stone.
Life is always too short, you and I cried at birth, can not regret that smile go? No matter how love knowing each other, ultimately alone towards the end of life, not take the warmth of loving hearts of hard feelings, how sad and helpless? Often read this, think of the distance in Iraq, even more sad. Everything is big or small, and your weight is on Zhejiang heavy, filled the atrium, all of this, dear Iraq ever know?
Sun title mountains, do not have to go back Sigui, banquet will eventually be scattered, not drinking, not drinking, which is why only that they fight drunk?
Bihaiqingtian heart night after night
From the beginning, like a glass of wine, let me slowly drunk.
Which the first song, a painting, are accidental, but has a natural mystery.
Water, moonlight, along the way, we perceive the consonance of the existence and good, bit by bit memory greet spring blooming flower, pretty, rich, our Love of Things Past as a brilliant one in silver.
Lifting the water, it is your passionate eyes, silently flowing; Misty to mountains, spread gently with your thoughts, gazing at the soaring ...... the Department, I was pleasantly surprised!
Never deliberately painted, had not a thousand words, a hi, a sad one injury Yi Tan, such as the familiar concept of dialogue in mind, every cell with a surge in blood.
Wound, in the depths of the soul; touch the edge of thinking. Who is Who in the flower? Who is Who in the fruit? Are no longer important.
When I approached you from a dream with a smile, firmly grasp each other's hands, everything is so calm, warm heart.
No mention of the past, do not ask in the future, peace of mind to go with you, regardless of horizon, or the Cape, sharing each Zhao Mu, a warmth in the waves in each ......
Has been, you like a picture, let me happy; like a flower, a crescent, breathtakingly. But it is not all! A dear and beloved Emotion person, a family is not worth a loved one, look at you and I can not stay for you, to you, near you, and you stand in a landscape, because my eyes no longer see other people's beautiful!
Winter night cold and cool as promise, but not easy to sleep, lest you miss the eras missed.
How resistant Ho: "The River, You live at the end of the Yangtze River, day thinking Do not you see Jun, empty on a river," Love not send office, but also more eager for a few minutes, long night, long missing, disappeared roots. Dark a youthful, old, blue sky.
Little window light Lanna, Bihaiqingtian, see the thoughts were like my heart, take a red-ling, and tears hanging pillow.
Which the first song, a painting, are accidental, but has a natural mystery.
Water, moonlight, along the way, we perceive the consonance of the existence and good, bit by bit memory greet spring blooming flower, pretty, rich, our Love of Things Past as a brilliant one in silver.
Lifting the water, it is your passionate eyes, silently flowing; Misty to mountains, spread gently with your thoughts, gazing at the soaring ...... the Department, I was pleasantly surprised!
Never deliberately painted, had not a thousand words, a hi, a sad one injury Yi Tan, such as the familiar concept of dialogue in mind, every cell with a surge in blood.
Wound, in the depths of the soul; touch the edge of thinking. Who is Who in the flower? Who is Who in the fruit? Are no longer important.
When I approached you from a dream with a smile, firmly grasp each other's hands, everything is so calm, warm heart.
No mention of the past, do not ask in the future, peace of mind to go with you, regardless of horizon, or the Cape, sharing each Zhao Mu, a warmth in the waves in each ......
Has been, you like a picture, let me happy; like a flower, a crescent, breathtakingly. But it is not all! A dear and beloved Emotion person, a family is not worth a loved one, look at you and I can not stay for you, to you, near you, and you stand in a landscape, because my eyes no longer see other people's beautiful!
Winter night cold and cool as promise, but not easy to sleep, lest you miss the eras missed.
How resistant Ho: "The River, You live at the end of the Yangtze River, day thinking Do not you see Jun, empty on a river," Love not send office, but also more eager for a few minutes, long night, long missing, disappeared roots. Dark a youthful, old, blue sky.
Little window light Lanna, Bihaiqingtian, see the thoughts were like my heart, take a red-ling, and tears hanging pillow.
2010年7月26日星期一
Enron Smile
Have half the time, even if the day facing a computer, heart, had no desire to write.
When cold weather warm, the sun shining upon the taste is so distant and familiar. Total this winter, the sun, can evoke memories of those who have been gradually disappearing.
One night had a dream. Forget the start and end, but remember that dreams occur repeatedly and can not close the mountain, I finally close. Still accompanied by night dream sleep, and some circumstances, the dream of many, almost forget it was the scene have occurred, or just dreams of speculation.
Weekend. Remains the sides are. Holding a camera, stop and go.
Wind, sun, dark green everywhere, wildflower blurred. There are some things not to think about, shallow memories give up. Z City scenery is always good, sometimes wrong, to be whole life in such cities may also be good.
Think of the scenery of Hangzhou, a name suddenly jumped into my memory. That name in a name of my favorite young willow, one other for years, I almost forgot. Now remember, only the time, such as water, a lot of things are fuzzy.
Now think, if the value was more time together, whether or not such a sense of loss now? Now he and my life is no longer any common ground, although he knows time travel is not far away from my city, but no courage to meet.
Some of the mild weakness of the young, I have witnessed his youthful love of that field.
Omits mention of the middle of twists and turns, the final outcome is something each. Temptation asked, he was still alone, maybe in a few years, or will find someone to marry once he gets up with her, I had good words of comfort, time Xiangpei. Now, do not know what can be said to him, things in the past seems to have passed, but remain forever in the heart.
Frivolous young love, no right or wrong, only appropriate or inappropriate later.
I do not know where my heart on things Shan, Xiao Chen is pair is far Wuyuan's request to use Jiangxi accent called out to him A Zheng.
Suddenly burst into tears.
That have risked their safety to the loved person into a world far away from their own people. I like Xiao Chen is, but I will marry Lin Jing. Just saw the man reduced to this predicament has been cold, heart sudden and devastating pain.
Unpleasant things in life, in all likelihood. Reality too much to be desired, also helpless, submissive majority.
Times a year, 365 day and night, come have a few thousand words in Syria completed.
When living in them, twilight nightfall, the 1st day of the date, time just feel a long, lonely as the sea.
Then the successful but what joy, hope text Enron Smile, life all working quiet well.
When cold weather warm, the sun shining upon the taste is so distant and familiar. Total this winter, the sun, can evoke memories of those who have been gradually disappearing.
One night had a dream. Forget the start and end, but remember that dreams occur repeatedly and can not close the mountain, I finally close. Still accompanied by night dream sleep, and some circumstances, the dream of many, almost forget it was the scene have occurred, or just dreams of speculation.
Weekend. Remains the sides are. Holding a camera, stop and go.
Wind, sun, dark green everywhere, wildflower blurred. There are some things not to think about, shallow memories give up. Z City scenery is always good, sometimes wrong, to be whole life in such cities may also be good.
Think of the scenery of Hangzhou, a name suddenly jumped into my memory. That name in a name of my favorite young willow, one other for years, I almost forgot. Now remember, only the time, such as water, a lot of things are fuzzy.
Now think, if the value was more time together, whether or not such a sense of loss now? Now he and my life is no longer any common ground, although he knows time travel is not far away from my city, but no courage to meet.
Some of the mild weakness of the young, I have witnessed his youthful love of that field.
Omits mention of the middle of twists and turns, the final outcome is something each. Temptation asked, he was still alone, maybe in a few years, or will find someone to marry once he gets up with her, I had good words of comfort, time Xiangpei. Now, do not know what can be said to him, things in the past seems to have passed, but remain forever in the heart.
Frivolous young love, no right or wrong, only appropriate or inappropriate later.
I do not know where my heart on things Shan, Xiao Chen is pair is far Wuyuan's request to use Jiangxi accent called out to him A Zheng.
Suddenly burst into tears.
That have risked their safety to the loved person into a world far away from their own people. I like Xiao Chen is, but I will marry Lin Jing. Just saw the man reduced to this predicament has been cold, heart sudden and devastating pain.
Unpleasant things in life, in all likelihood. Reality too much to be desired, also helpless, submissive majority.
Times a year, 365 day and night, come have a few thousand words in Syria completed.
When living in them, twilight nightfall, the 1st day of the date, time just feel a long, lonely as the sea.
Then the successful but what joy, hope text Enron Smile, life all working quiet well.
Gentle life
Morning, to the Underground station.
Back through the Lianhua Road, because of the time too early, walk the streets of the shops are mostly not open the door.
Far the most prosperous sections of the city, in the morning is so quiet.
Bar street is open, Shanghai Guan Tang packages and the aroma of braised pork on rice in Taiwan nostrils.
How long out? Have not seen this road quiet.
There have been numerous times through this street, form, color rush of people coming towards my face. Along the way there are beautiful women dressed, has unkempt beggar. At night, the street is a hive of bars, one after another.
Half way, then remembered the breakfast.
Long time did not use the service shop near the crossing of the rice rolls, from the first to eat, they love. Do not want to go back, continue forward, want to buy ZEN cake for breakfast. After the closing, to see a new cafe opened, the door selling rice rolls. So sit down and see the boss moves deft brush pulp, on the drawer. Always thought he was lazy, too lazy to try new things. May forget the past, when the love thing, they do not want to try the other.
End up with a while rice rolls.
Did not pass the house and smooth, the taste is not bad. Boss warm a cup of tea, thank surprised, suddenly Heart goodwill.
After a fruit shop, see the strawberry and mango, or not to buy. To the nearest supermarket to buy sago and lily, look for a long time not see Ben Tre coconut candy. Wuhan dry noodles osmanthus paste prices have risen, ZEN do not want to eat cake. Around a large circle, back to the original location, to return to ride the bus station.
Step a look around. The city and I almost did not come that year how to change.
This section of the road, from the initial find, can now go eyes closed. Walking along the street, or even come across people you know. These remind me that in this city for many years. To see when the road is already clear, just remember that many times, a person to go unconscious, in the crowded junction, only to find a not a person, also fell in love with a city of reasons.
Speaking of spring, whether to Xiamen in the work of the tangle, as I only listen, not comment.
Each person will face the same thing to make a different choice. But no one has the right to substitute another life.
Married quietly in the fall, winter and changed jobs. Sometimes feel that those who are or what happened yesterday, we watch the World Cup together, cooking, chatting, slapstick.
Long time never see him write the words for me.
Many words that I said. He recalled one by one. Kazakhstan Mount flavor of ice plant, the taste I do not remember fast, but him?
One night and he met, he said, though quickly do not know me.
And before long, he said, had thought through my words I read, with the attendant joy, followed worry, was trapped inside my text.
I said, I Quanzhuo him, but advised not own.
He said sorry, a person would rather own pain, do not want to see me sad. I own a little better.
Four years later, again to see those words, they are quietly lying there, but suddenly one day no longer afraid of not seen.
Perhaps the president to stay in my memory, but if some day, time for the memory obscured, how should I do?
Recently before bedtime, but I think of the ring that I hope I fell asleep, put his hands empty, the body relax, brow Shu open mouth smile. Reading lines so sleep in the past.
Some people say a man is happy, he woke up to see the expression. I woke up, all dazed trance.
This is happiness, or not happy?
Shu Yu, said in Chengdu in March.
From the spring cherry, peach, rape to the autumn chrysanthemum.
I missed the quarter after quarter of bloom. Also miss how long?
Books on the shelves to listen reported to Harmony, a rough count, much as 3, 40 a. Years, living on the outside, very few books. Said that when the phrase mind a slightly acid.
Fat blue that may be past lives and killing people, so present is so adrift.
Have not used, the life and feel so trivial records. That night, writing, sleepless night I can not go back instead.
Now just, gentle and quiet life.
Back through the Lianhua Road, because of the time too early, walk the streets of the shops are mostly not open the door.
Far the most prosperous sections of the city, in the morning is so quiet.
Bar street is open, Shanghai Guan Tang packages and the aroma of braised pork on rice in Taiwan nostrils.
How long out? Have not seen this road quiet.
There have been numerous times through this street, form, color rush of people coming towards my face. Along the way there are beautiful women dressed, has unkempt beggar. At night, the street is a hive of bars, one after another.
Half way, then remembered the breakfast.
Long time did not use the service shop near the crossing of the rice rolls, from the first to eat, they love. Do not want to go back, continue forward, want to buy ZEN cake for breakfast. After the closing, to see a new cafe opened, the door selling rice rolls. So sit down and see the boss moves deft brush pulp, on the drawer. Always thought he was lazy, too lazy to try new things. May forget the past, when the love thing, they do not want to try the other.
End up with a while rice rolls.
Did not pass the house and smooth, the taste is not bad. Boss warm a cup of tea, thank surprised, suddenly Heart goodwill.
After a fruit shop, see the strawberry and mango, or not to buy. To the nearest supermarket to buy sago and lily, look for a long time not see Ben Tre coconut candy. Wuhan dry noodles osmanthus paste prices have risen, ZEN do not want to eat cake. Around a large circle, back to the original location, to return to ride the bus station.
Step a look around. The city and I almost did not come that year how to change.
This section of the road, from the initial find, can now go eyes closed. Walking along the street, or even come across people you know. These remind me that in this city for many years. To see when the road is already clear, just remember that many times, a person to go unconscious, in the crowded junction, only to find a not a person, also fell in love with a city of reasons.
Speaking of spring, whether to Xiamen in the work of the tangle, as I only listen, not comment.
Each person will face the same thing to make a different choice. But no one has the right to substitute another life.
Married quietly in the fall, winter and changed jobs. Sometimes feel that those who are or what happened yesterday, we watch the World Cup together, cooking, chatting, slapstick.
Long time never see him write the words for me.
Many words that I said. He recalled one by one. Kazakhstan Mount flavor of ice plant, the taste I do not remember fast, but him?
One night and he met, he said, though quickly do not know me.
And before long, he said, had thought through my words I read, with the attendant joy, followed worry, was trapped inside my text.
I said, I Quanzhuo him, but advised not own.
He said sorry, a person would rather own pain, do not want to see me sad. I own a little better.
Four years later, again to see those words, they are quietly lying there, but suddenly one day no longer afraid of not seen.
Perhaps the president to stay in my memory, but if some day, time for the memory obscured, how should I do?
Recently before bedtime, but I think of the ring that I hope I fell asleep, put his hands empty, the body relax, brow Shu open mouth smile. Reading lines so sleep in the past.
Some people say a man is happy, he woke up to see the expression. I woke up, all dazed trance.
This is happiness, or not happy?
Shu Yu, said in Chengdu in March.
From the spring cherry, peach, rape to the autumn chrysanthemum.
I missed the quarter after quarter of bloom. Also miss how long?
Books on the shelves to listen reported to Harmony, a rough count, much as 3, 40 a. Years, living on the outside, very few books. Said that when the phrase mind a slightly acid.
Fat blue that may be past lives and killing people, so present is so adrift.
Have not used, the life and feel so trivial records. That night, writing, sleepless night I can not go back instead.
Now just, gentle and quiet life.
Warm
Shaka captured photos of a group of warm, and Chongqing related. Shu Yu of space, written in mottled shade, sun time the word language.
Suddenly, told Shu Yu, I have, like Chongqing, the warm sun in winter.
Very much.
Shu Yu asked, what now?
Now? Miss. I said.
Yes, occasionally, will miss the warm winter sun in Chongqing, as rare and precious.
Wandering the city was displaced, sunny, no seasons. Chongqing winter warm sun, gradually forgotten in the memory.
Alian has encouraged me to stay in Chongqing, work and live. I did leave, the first shrine in Tibet, but not unwilling to Chongqing. When the love of Chongqing winter warm sun, but to Chengdu. When the attachment on the hazy sky breeze Chengdu rain, went round spring in Yunnan. Then left again, still in the south, there is no winter, the city, with spring, I will miss the water from the trestle Lijiang, Yulong Snow Mountain.
An old saying s love than this.
Hold in hands, I felt uneasy, open hand, a nothingness.
Imagine If we had stayed in Chongqing, or stay in Chengdu, this time away from home is always near you? Bu Zhiyu thousands of miles away, but missed.
Mu late at night to see the space, her description of the imagined what it was like home. That moment really want to see her home, even to her neighbors over the weekend with the reading, chatting, cooking.
Before returning home in April of that year, want to see fat blue, feather sister, rice rice, and ultimately a no see.
That close the distance, back after taking the same in Sichuan, is not easy to meet.
Sometimes, the idea is just to meet a certain moment.
I often will want to see something that gave me a warm heart of the woman. Ring has been seen in a dream, that is after the typhoon night, traveled to see the ring suburbs. Details have been forgotten, and only remember the dream she was faint smile and the way I spoke and welcomed.
Speaking later with her, I realized that I dream of her, is her day to the city. We did not call each other only once, ring sent a postcard from Nanjing, know our address. She said that a few days, find someone to find out the name of my company building, want tens of thousands of people, and I meet by chance.
The name of the company building is rare, although the office downtown area, not known. So ring, it is not found me, I say - Oh, Pork had you here.
That matter, become better not regret. Ring frequently to different cities, give me a message, to say the picture, told me I had to see a back image of the woman. In fact, we are not sure look like each other. So a word of it, but full of strong feelings people may feel warm.
Very often, think of tea that song, she sings that part of those crazy things in those days of warp warm romantic, life these years all of a sudden these things, what you have spent the day.
You came all of a sudden I miss my life. This tea back and forth singing.
Orbit will slowly wet, warm woman who, I think you look more than once.
If one day meet in reality, be sure to let me see your smile look brighter. Listen, there are people singing, the long road of life, even if there is another major achievement by a person miss enough ... ...
Suddenly, told Shu Yu, I have, like Chongqing, the warm sun in winter.
Very much.
Shu Yu asked, what now?
Now? Miss. I said.
Yes, occasionally, will miss the warm winter sun in Chongqing, as rare and precious.
Wandering the city was displaced, sunny, no seasons. Chongqing winter warm sun, gradually forgotten in the memory.
Alian has encouraged me to stay in Chongqing, work and live. I did leave, the first shrine in Tibet, but not unwilling to Chongqing. When the love of Chongqing winter warm sun, but to Chengdu. When the attachment on the hazy sky breeze Chengdu rain, went round spring in Yunnan. Then left again, still in the south, there is no winter, the city, with spring, I will miss the water from the trestle Lijiang, Yulong Snow Mountain.
An old saying s love than this.
Hold in hands, I felt uneasy, open hand, a nothingness.
Imagine If we had stayed in Chongqing, or stay in Chengdu, this time away from home is always near you? Bu Zhiyu thousands of miles away, but missed.
Mu late at night to see the space, her description of the imagined what it was like home. That moment really want to see her home, even to her neighbors over the weekend with the reading, chatting, cooking.
Before returning home in April of that year, want to see fat blue, feather sister, rice rice, and ultimately a no see.
That close the distance, back after taking the same in Sichuan, is not easy to meet.
Sometimes, the idea is just to meet a certain moment.
I often will want to see something that gave me a warm heart of the woman. Ring has been seen in a dream, that is after the typhoon night, traveled to see the ring suburbs. Details have been forgotten, and only remember the dream she was faint smile and the way I spoke and welcomed.
Speaking later with her, I realized that I dream of her, is her day to the city. We did not call each other only once, ring sent a postcard from Nanjing, know our address. She said that a few days, find someone to find out the name of my company building, want tens of thousands of people, and I meet by chance.
The name of the company building is rare, although the office downtown area, not known. So ring, it is not found me, I say - Oh, Pork had you here.
That matter, become better not regret. Ring frequently to different cities, give me a message, to say the picture, told me I had to see a back image of the woman. In fact, we are not sure look like each other. So a word of it, but full of strong feelings people may feel warm.
Very often, think of tea that song, she sings that part of those crazy things in those days of warp warm romantic, life these years all of a sudden these things, what you have spent the day.
You came all of a sudden I miss my life. This tea back and forth singing.
Orbit will slowly wet, warm woman who, I think you look more than once.
If one day meet in reality, be sure to let me see your smile look brighter. Listen, there are people singing, the long road of life, even if there is another major achievement by a person miss enough ... ...
We are happy, or unhappy their life
(1)
Beginning of spring this day, the sky was a little under the light rain, wetting the pavement.
Kapok leaves a lot to yellow, red flower Bauhinia gentle driving, walking outside, very windy, but not violent. In the supermarket to buy a bag of coconut candy - did not see Ben Tre coconut candy, buy other brands, very strong in the Coconut.
Some people say, I like sugar, because I feel a little bitter. I do not particularly love sugar, it is not because of fear of candy found that the heart was miserable?
I like the Alps, the original flavor candy, so a year, extortion cx to buy me the Alps, they want to eat, on the box, if not secretly eat later 22, and perhaps after all these years, who is also the melting sugar lost it?
(B)
On the line, they met for Love.
He was talking about sesame, sesame known until the death, cursed life Love was too fucking absurd.
Reflected in its students, could not bear reflected in its death, Love Road.
I said, so ah, you want to live good lives.
We had to live good lives, he said, Master, I have not seen you, never molested you face to face.
I laugh, you dare to take liberties with me, will you teachers out the door.
Some words, I do not know what to say. Some people do not know how to ask. Fireworks are still in Toronto right, these two years I have not heard from her, it was also news to me about her, but I say? Over the years, our miss her, perhaps foreign Internet inconvenience may be, want to say goodbye to the past. So gradually the whereabouts hidden.
Or, take the best news is no news to comfort.
(C)
Month of 2010 have passed, no calendar, any evening, the eve of the total sense of wonder.
Heroes stood listening Pros dawn, I think the issue of the utmost sadness that the first soundtrack. Often heard in Shen Diao years, was heartbroken.
Tobacco smoke for the day the Soviet Union was looking for my greetings, I wrote a traditional letter, printed on blue cloth, the shoot issued to tobacco smoke. End of the World, is the iron barracks flow of soldiers, coming and going, are all passing. At this point, we have an objective for the efforts, then, do not know how long will persist.
Stretch tortuous, never was popular. Just had to before, is success.
Water praise I write nice words, shame incomparable. Have been half a year, did not properly written word. Daily is on the keyboard, some words written on paper, the uncertainty will be a while, remember strokes.
(D)
New Year bell to go home, leave early on the 6th, arrived in Chongqing on the 9th morning.
Harassing me, encouraged me to go back, and that there are tickets. To have been intended not to go back to the heart and get up the floating variable.
Chung said, Ah Siu, and the mosquitoes are in, how can but only missing me?
She may still have to miss the Jackson. Life does have much to be desired, in the youth flying yesterday, who predicted today's involuntarily we do?
Late at night, I wonder if someone put a few more words of firecrackers, sound is the sound of nostalgia.
(5)
Another year, the South Peach again opened. Last year, when two to Zhuxiandong the end of peach has been opened to pieces.
I put these words in other people wrote me and I wrote their words, finishing in a document. If it were not overwhelmed by order, also do not realize that I wrote so much.
I always say, all the sadness, are delivered to time and slowly subsides. Initially, you may not meet, even if the time is good medicine, but also a time when there may be side effects. Only can do is wait for all the doom, rehabilitation time.
I believe time will heal all the wounds of the people, than do not believe to much happiness.
(6)
So this is some memory cells in the depths of years, can not look back.
Even miss love, do not have to repeat the export, go too close, the total can not avoid hurting each other.
Learned so silent, do not disturb, and sometimes gentle.
Like you said is so, Zhang Jian three feet, Red Dust, we happy or not happy with their lives.
Beginning of spring this day, the sky was a little under the light rain, wetting the pavement.
Kapok leaves a lot to yellow, red flower Bauhinia gentle driving, walking outside, very windy, but not violent. In the supermarket to buy a bag of coconut candy - did not see Ben Tre coconut candy, buy other brands, very strong in the Coconut.
Some people say, I like sugar, because I feel a little bitter. I do not particularly love sugar, it is not because of fear of candy found that the heart was miserable?
I like the Alps, the original flavor candy, so a year, extortion cx to buy me the Alps, they want to eat, on the box, if not secretly eat later 22, and perhaps after all these years, who is also the melting sugar lost it?
(B)
On the line, they met for Love.
He was talking about sesame, sesame known until the death, cursed life Love was too fucking absurd.
Reflected in its students, could not bear reflected in its death, Love Road.
I said, so ah, you want to live good lives.
We had to live good lives, he said, Master, I have not seen you, never molested you face to face.
I laugh, you dare to take liberties with me, will you teachers out the door.
Some words, I do not know what to say. Some people do not know how to ask. Fireworks are still in Toronto right, these two years I have not heard from her, it was also news to me about her, but I say? Over the years, our miss her, perhaps foreign Internet inconvenience may be, want to say goodbye to the past. So gradually the whereabouts hidden.
Or, take the best news is no news to comfort.
(C)
Month of 2010 have passed, no calendar, any evening, the eve of the total sense of wonder.
Heroes stood listening Pros dawn, I think the issue of the utmost sadness that the first soundtrack. Often heard in Shen Diao years, was heartbroken.
Tobacco smoke for the day the Soviet Union was looking for my greetings, I wrote a traditional letter, printed on blue cloth, the shoot issued to tobacco smoke. End of the World, is the iron barracks flow of soldiers, coming and going, are all passing. At this point, we have an objective for the efforts, then, do not know how long will persist.
Stretch tortuous, never was popular. Just had to before, is success.
Water praise I write nice words, shame incomparable. Have been half a year, did not properly written word. Daily is on the keyboard, some words written on paper, the uncertainty will be a while, remember strokes.
(D)
New Year bell to go home, leave early on the 6th, arrived in Chongqing on the 9th morning.
Harassing me, encouraged me to go back, and that there are tickets. To have been intended not to go back to the heart and get up the floating variable.
Chung said, Ah Siu, and the mosquitoes are in, how can but only missing me?
She may still have to miss the Jackson. Life does have much to be desired, in the youth flying yesterday, who predicted today's involuntarily we do?
Late at night, I wonder if someone put a few more words of firecrackers, sound is the sound of nostalgia.
(5)
Another year, the South Peach again opened. Last year, when two to Zhuxiandong the end of peach has been opened to pieces.
I put these words in other people wrote me and I wrote their words, finishing in a document. If it were not overwhelmed by order, also do not realize that I wrote so much.
I always say, all the sadness, are delivered to time and slowly subsides. Initially, you may not meet, even if the time is good medicine, but also a time when there may be side effects. Only can do is wait for all the doom, rehabilitation time.
I believe time will heal all the wounds of the people, than do not believe to much happiness.
(6)
So this is some memory cells in the depths of years, can not look back.
Even miss love, do not have to repeat the export, go too close, the total can not avoid hurting each other.
Learned so silent, do not disturb, and sometimes gentle.
Like you said is so, Zhang Jian three feet, Red Dust, we happy or not happy with their lives.
Sunny day without wind and rain did not
Night, vaguely heard thunder. During the day the second day, is lying in bed reading a novel, suddenly thunder, take a look at the balcony, under the rain is tireless.
Sometimes like that kind of weather, wind and rain all over the world, and I, in bed curled up into a ball, warm, quiet.
From the corner of the room dug out of the two diaries, when moving on the paper bag, and has been forgotten out. One day a sudden that turned out into the drawer. From 2006 to 2007 between the diary, but now does not want to see what has been recorded. Then write the word even smoother than it is now many, perhaps the relationship every day written.
Leshan Grand Buddha in the foot that cut the silhouette, and she is still plugged in the pages of diaries, as well as summer and autumn of that year according to the bulk of photos in Chengdu, as well as in Foshan, where leaf photographs, as well as in a dusk afternoon free to pick the one on the ground leaves a letter addressed to a person - for four years, leaves the writing Jingmei over time and fuzzy.
Time in the end mean?
In some cases, may fear the time, the sea can also become a mulberry, the roots of the old fingertips, Shanafanghua.
And sometimes, they did fear.
In recent days, reclusive, isolated life. But go out walking in the crowd, nor what suited.
Sumy find me, ask some of the details go to Phoenix. Conversation, she said one trip was terrible, totally unfamiliar with.
I suddenly 囧, why I never feel afraid. Perhaps initially, a person in a strange city, they have the time lonely to cry, natural kind of crying, and afraid of nothing.
Alian and A month seems to have said I was bold. Although my heart also uneasy, however they appear to still look like a very calm and collected. A, the Department of debate competition, I opened my mouth, they immediately feel at ease. And told me, I'm sorry to say, I was also heart rate. Maybe time to really sharpen a person, no longer, then on the podium to introduce themselves are nervous of hiding the little girl under the lectern.
Perhaps the time is too strong, powerful people without the ability confrontation. Sometimes it disheartened, just follow the crowd - the last time, all reduced to ashes. If Wukong Chuan in the period, so that when the five hundred years time is just a hoax, nothing in the character of time, why the bitter, why do the hi?
Some problems, no solution has always been.
Understand that, but it is putting itself into a more abstract situation.
Looking back has always been bleak Office, Better go back, and no rain.
Sometimes like that kind of weather, wind and rain all over the world, and I, in bed curled up into a ball, warm, quiet.
From the corner of the room dug out of the two diaries, when moving on the paper bag, and has been forgotten out. One day a sudden that turned out into the drawer. From 2006 to 2007 between the diary, but now does not want to see what has been recorded. Then write the word even smoother than it is now many, perhaps the relationship every day written.
Leshan Grand Buddha in the foot that cut the silhouette, and she is still plugged in the pages of diaries, as well as summer and autumn of that year according to the bulk of photos in Chengdu, as well as in Foshan, where leaf photographs, as well as in a dusk afternoon free to pick the one on the ground leaves a letter addressed to a person - for four years, leaves the writing Jingmei over time and fuzzy.
Time in the end mean?
In some cases, may fear the time, the sea can also become a mulberry, the roots of the old fingertips, Shanafanghua.
And sometimes, they did fear.
In recent days, reclusive, isolated life. But go out walking in the crowd, nor what suited.
Sumy find me, ask some of the details go to Phoenix. Conversation, she said one trip was terrible, totally unfamiliar with.
I suddenly 囧, why I never feel afraid. Perhaps initially, a person in a strange city, they have the time lonely to cry, natural kind of crying, and afraid of nothing.
Alian and A month seems to have said I was bold. Although my heart also uneasy, however they appear to still look like a very calm and collected. A, the Department of debate competition, I opened my mouth, they immediately feel at ease. And told me, I'm sorry to say, I was also heart rate. Maybe time to really sharpen a person, no longer, then on the podium to introduce themselves are nervous of hiding the little girl under the lectern.
Perhaps the time is too strong, powerful people without the ability confrontation. Sometimes it disheartened, just follow the crowd - the last time, all reduced to ashes. If Wukong Chuan in the period, so that when the five hundred years time is just a hoax, nothing in the character of time, why the bitter, why do the hi?
Some problems, no solution has always been.
Understand that, but it is putting itself into a more abstract situation.
Looking back has always been bleak Office, Better go back, and no rain.
Knew it had been early spring
One time, and time is always too fast. Endless night wind of death, to the clothes drying on the balcony blowing the Lao Gao. I saw the vast expanse of blue sky in deep convective clouds and flew. This weather is not cold, wearing out the deep purple turtleneck sweater, actually hot breathless.
The second day is sunny. Clouds or light or thick, covered with the blue sky. Delighted to see the peach, they want to go to the beach. Hesitated a half-day, which after all did not go, hiding in an afternoon of book reading room. Another day of steep temperature drop down. Kapok leaves looked green half yellow half-hung, had not a half months, Kapok will gradually open up, spread all the way in full swing.
New Year's Eve it started to rain, and last year, ate an early dinner, keep watch on television before the Spring Festival Evening, not seen for six years. At the time, the outside setting off firecrackers and fireworks was the beginning, I PC side, and on March 3 will chat days, then go to bed. The first month in retaliation, is the 22 birthday, to noon up to her phone, said a happy birthday.
Did not specifically repairing stocking the room with the supermarket to buy Dove chocolate, Yuen Long, egg rolls, A third fish in Wan Chai to buy, buy preserved food festival and beef jerky, honey melon cakes, almond cakes moment to remember and peanut candy to name a few.
No relatives abroad to visit, come back late at night, so look out the window when the traffic lights have a fireworks extravaganza. After all, the city, night is ablaze with lights, fireworks and then flowers and also makes no sense. Or to ancient times or the quiet town, a fireworks extravaganza to the more thrilling.
Day in and chat on March 3, she just sent photographs - is rape. February where rape has been gradually opening up, people miss. Rape and wild chrysanthemum, in my mind marked by the stigma of home.
Always loved, Anthony Wong sang Butterfly, clear and meaningful. Seasons change scenery, the gentle sense of loss is also followed.
Knew it, spring has arrived. Only willing to age, such as grass and quiet life well. Write some text, I met some warm personnel. Than that.
The second day is sunny. Clouds or light or thick, covered with the blue sky. Delighted to see the peach, they want to go to the beach. Hesitated a half-day, which after all did not go, hiding in an afternoon of book reading room. Another day of steep temperature drop down. Kapok leaves looked green half yellow half-hung, had not a half months, Kapok will gradually open up, spread all the way in full swing.
New Year's Eve it started to rain, and last year, ate an early dinner, keep watch on television before the Spring Festival Evening, not seen for six years. At the time, the outside setting off firecrackers and fireworks was the beginning, I PC side, and on March 3 will chat days, then go to bed. The first month in retaliation, is the 22 birthday, to noon up to her phone, said a happy birthday.
Did not specifically repairing stocking the room with the supermarket to buy Dove chocolate, Yuen Long, egg rolls, A third fish in Wan Chai to buy, buy preserved food festival and beef jerky, honey melon cakes, almond cakes moment to remember and peanut candy to name a few.
No relatives abroad to visit, come back late at night, so look out the window when the traffic lights have a fireworks extravaganza. After all, the city, night is ablaze with lights, fireworks and then flowers and also makes no sense. Or to ancient times or the quiet town, a fireworks extravaganza to the more thrilling.
Day in and chat on March 3, she just sent photographs - is rape. February where rape has been gradually opening up, people miss. Rape and wild chrysanthemum, in my mind marked by the stigma of home.
Always loved, Anthony Wong sang Butterfly, clear and meaningful. Seasons change scenery, the gentle sense of loss is also followed.
Knew it, spring has arrived. Only willing to age, such as grass and quiet life well. Write some text, I met some warm personnel. Than that.
Meet the deepest in the Red
Koyanagi know before swine, I have been divorced from the examination room and graffiti writing between irrigation, never to write the text. Until then, the occasional pig Koyanagi, love at first sight.
Unlike tobacco sister rhetoric, tactfully sue, Liu Liu's article may not worldly air. An ordinary text points to a pile up a profound truth. Pig Koyanagi often read the text, always find much in common. Tend to read one sentence at the time, not help heart meal, searching can not find the original words to express the emotion of speech can be so easily expressed.
She said life proud to be thoroughly enjoyed themselves, can be lonely after another busy, few can afford.
She said life is like chess, expanded store-opening does not regret. Half-drunk half awake, sip tea and wine.
She said I love you, but do not want to be the unspoken sentiment of light astringent; I care about you, but you do not want to let you know how important it is in my heart.
She said that you and I are all right, is the time of loneliness.
She said, eyes closed, is in August, suddenly quiet.
She said ... ...
Liu Liu has been very distressed, love to hear her sing with shallow characters, the text as light, as if blowing shells can be broken. In the warm afternoon listening to her memories of tiny rain, listening to her mango sago cook, listen to her read a few meters of the comic, listen to her 2233 story, listen to her wandering alone in the ancient city of Phoenix, spent listening to her camera Open Whispering voices. Between trance, is close to dusk, setting sun's rays are unable to fall pale ground, mottled shadows fall, the air began to gradually cooled down. Could not bear the cold end is a thin, lightly hits the screen on a small red cross, get up, close the window.
Tu Tu unconscious on paper painting is Liuliu Wen actually found the topic, one by one. Who fleeting dark conversion; He is in cardamom, who promise to the elderly who defends; facing away from you, naturally End of the World; flowers light ink marks; One day, ah, the rain ... ...; Claustrophobia, the Dragon Boat Festival robbed ... ...
Sometimes and very envious of her. So Smart woman, but also several people can not love it? To see them so close, although far apart, will each other gifts, the holiday birthday gifts. Them in the written word love is so, in the written word love, in the written word met, in the written word acquaintance, and it is blessed with a happy thing ah. Envy.
I do not know since when has learned to imitate Liu Liu, imitating her style of writing paper, imitating her style layout. Liu Liu crooning learn simple songs, learning to Liu Liu record life bit by bit. That day happened to see a post Liu Liu, green characters, somehow liked the feeling. So the fonts into that green. Liu Liu suddenly find posts have become the top place with a beautiful picture, the following is the normal font, so he could not wait to imitate ... ...
I do not know why, Liu Liu's all about, I was fascinated by all this. Maybe that kind of woman, can not help you love it.
Unlike tobacco sister rhetoric, tactfully sue, Liu Liu's article may not worldly air. An ordinary text points to a pile up a profound truth. Pig Koyanagi often read the text, always find much in common. Tend to read one sentence at the time, not help heart meal, searching can not find the original words to express the emotion of speech can be so easily expressed.
She said life proud to be thoroughly enjoyed themselves, can be lonely after another busy, few can afford.
She said life is like chess, expanded store-opening does not regret. Half-drunk half awake, sip tea and wine.
She said I love you, but do not want to be the unspoken sentiment of light astringent; I care about you, but you do not want to let you know how important it is in my heart.
She said that you and I are all right, is the time of loneliness.
She said, eyes closed, is in August, suddenly quiet.
She said ... ...
Liu Liu has been very distressed, love to hear her sing with shallow characters, the text as light, as if blowing shells can be broken. In the warm afternoon listening to her memories of tiny rain, listening to her mango sago cook, listen to her read a few meters of the comic, listen to her 2233 story, listen to her wandering alone in the ancient city of Phoenix, spent listening to her camera Open Whispering voices. Between trance, is close to dusk, setting sun's rays are unable to fall pale ground, mottled shadows fall, the air began to gradually cooled down. Could not bear the cold end is a thin, lightly hits the screen on a small red cross, get up, close the window.
Tu Tu unconscious on paper painting is Liuliu Wen actually found the topic, one by one. Who fleeting dark conversion; He is in cardamom, who promise to the elderly who defends; facing away from you, naturally End of the World; flowers light ink marks; One day, ah, the rain ... ...; Claustrophobia, the Dragon Boat Festival robbed ... ...
Sometimes and very envious of her. So Smart woman, but also several people can not love it? To see them so close, although far apart, will each other gifts, the holiday birthday gifts. Them in the written word love is so, in the written word love, in the written word met, in the written word acquaintance, and it is blessed with a happy thing ah. Envy.
I do not know since when has learned to imitate Liu Liu, imitating her style of writing paper, imitating her style layout. Liu Liu crooning learn simple songs, learning to Liu Liu record life bit by bit. That day happened to see a post Liu Liu, green characters, somehow liked the feeling. So the fonts into that green. Liu Liu suddenly find posts have become the top place with a beautiful picture, the following is the normal font, so he could not wait to imitate ... ...
I do not know why, Liu Liu's all about, I was fascinated by all this. Maybe that kind of woman, can not help you love it.
Wait until the picture is seen through
Roadside kapok, one tree with a tree in full bloom. Stepping on the foot of the leaves, to the post office sent the laptop to take the quilt. Day, she suddenly told me that the one in a fruit Xitang bought two small book, give me a copy. Waited two weeks, finally received.
Her card read: Dear Liu Liu, Jing good years. When we look back in time, can quietly smile.
Notebook is the color of kraft paper, two white cotton top to bottom through the hole, and some rough coarse paper, it appears moist thick. Quilt that I am the only word that can be written in the notebook feels like. I then said with a smile, filled the post-shoot down to her. Then get, but found that I can not bear to leave any writing above.
Previously, I also bought a similar notebook to the brown paper to do on March 3. Very cute little book, I make three three diary every day, repeatedly urged. The 33 years that a good collection of notebooks, and occasionally write something on it. 2078 passed last year or the year before last chance to see, on March 3 have been carrying, wrapper is still very new, that most of notebook also empty.
That pictures and words of the yard, people feel warm. More is a large expanse of blank space, I do not know what day will be filled with inner warmth that good?
In many cases, only their own. A man immersed in the inexplicable thoughts inside. There are some things too late, some things do nothing.
Quilt asked why my text is always so quiet.
I said because I have no words so quiet. I have all the quiet and beautiful, both on the text inside.
Network often been so blunt in my love, tell me words when I read a mind will become quiet. Those people who if I touched the total. An occasional miss or greeting, have let me labial angle 轻扬.
Others said they would feel sad. Quilt is that the promise is too quiet, so just feel sad.
Still have dreams every night, repeatedly with cough. March, a spring as a spring chill.
Kapok still open, people do not come back. When very cold, but also not feel to complain. Know this is the last of the winter, and soon the spring will no longer have to undergo a long summer.
I want to see do this every year Liulv another, but each spring ... ... just, just want to see through all this scenery, there are people waiting never betray.
Her card read: Dear Liu Liu, Jing good years. When we look back in time, can quietly smile.
Notebook is the color of kraft paper, two white cotton top to bottom through the hole, and some rough coarse paper, it appears moist thick. Quilt that I am the only word that can be written in the notebook feels like. I then said with a smile, filled the post-shoot down to her. Then get, but found that I can not bear to leave any writing above.
Previously, I also bought a similar notebook to the brown paper to do on March 3. Very cute little book, I make three three diary every day, repeatedly urged. The 33 years that a good collection of notebooks, and occasionally write something on it. 2078 passed last year or the year before last chance to see, on March 3 have been carrying, wrapper is still very new, that most of notebook also empty.
That pictures and words of the yard, people feel warm. More is a large expanse of blank space, I do not know what day will be filled with inner warmth that good?
In many cases, only their own. A man immersed in the inexplicable thoughts inside. There are some things too late, some things do nothing.
Quilt asked why my text is always so quiet.
I said because I have no words so quiet. I have all the quiet and beautiful, both on the text inside.
Network often been so blunt in my love, tell me words when I read a mind will become quiet. Those people who if I touched the total. An occasional miss or greeting, have let me labial angle 轻扬.
Others said they would feel sad. Quilt is that the promise is too quiet, so just feel sad.
Still have dreams every night, repeatedly with cough. March, a spring as a spring chill.
Kapok still open, people do not come back. When very cold, but also not feel to complain. Know this is the last of the winter, and soon the spring will no longer have to undergo a long summer.
I want to see do this every year Liulv another, but each spring ... ... just, just want to see through all this scenery, there are people waiting never betray.
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