Each trauma, is a mature
Small and whom not to be evil, do good deeds, but not as small. Not very happy, bliss into mourning, getting too much. Have not do unto others, others to torture me so much, as that their retirement years in order to better carry, but unfortunately not always practice, I experienced nine thousand nine hundred eighty-one difficult, after all, there is no happy ending. If they do not fuss, others will never succeed me trouble. Blame their heart fit.
Zen Well, hey! Does not condone the living beings, not understanding that all living creatures, but in reality these years his suffering. Zen Buddhism is actually not the years show, nor is it interested in plans, not with beads to others appreciate. Reward enough people, ears are always ringing with non; reward enough people have never heard of is not. Is true, a master-door, self-cultivation by individuals, it is bit of work. Practice in good times can never become a Buddha. I should always be grateful to those beings who gave me stress. Both have hurt me, give me artificial roadblocks, and I must go, otherwise I am really unhappy, always feeling "is not I do not understand that this world is changing fast!" Feeling Renyankewei! Fails to take tea before feeling cool inconstancy of human relationships! I experienced two years of experience as a decade in use, although I am happy like a flower every day pretending, pretending to show his brilliant smile like the sun, but I'm not real happy. I have to put down the good and bad, right and wrong scores down, down fame and fortune, had the honor to lay down, once brilliant, everything from scratch. Is true, there are homes have had, the mouth is the show indifferent, indifferent heart is true. I told myself: When happy, To be happy is not eternal; when the pain, this pain is not the eternal order. Doom again and again when I hit, I smile, because there are shoes to wear, ask yourself, do people still barefoot! Ah Q spirit of them!
In fact, know themselves, yield themselves, change themselves, others can be infected with it! Others to change it! I today's dedication, will become tomorrow's regret, can have love, but in no persistence, because all good things come to an end, the separation is inevitable, as the officers and men of our forces, "iron camp, water the soldiers," Ferry withdraw side is the frustration is inevitable. Do not waste your life I will regret it in place, and when they lay down, and when they to no trouble. Every time I was bitter to say that seven killer I can ignore you. But once again re-open the nostalgia channels, pick up the memory stick and do not live up to start to think, think is a disease. There is no difference inside the heart, is the real ascetic it!
However, every trauma, is a mature! Although I was born in June 1 a day, so my friends always said I was the cartoon image of people, almost four years old, is really not the old legends. I really do not want to grow up, always live in their own fairy tale castle, I'm not Xuniangbanlao, I am not a four-year-old "dead fish beads," nor is a four-year-old rubbish, I am a woman four eleven flower, can not it? However, since the middle of the marriage penalty under the field, my dear mother passed away since the Western Paradise, since "to be mentally ill", since "my heart in my hand," self-help, while salvation ex-husband, I learned to put aside all restraint, learned grow, learn to bite the bullet and learn how to write "human" character. Learned he is the Messiah, can not rely on anyone, only to learn the knowledge, that no one can even think about taken away from the side, it is survival. I am not a parasite, I never complain, I never rely on men to feed, I learned self-reliance.
2010年12月27日星期一
Village rain rhyme
Village rain rhyme
The feet of the wind and rain, the wind only rain to fall. In the countryside, the rain had not come, the wind is always one step ahead. Walk in the country road to see trees and whirling dance in the wind, listening to a lengthy children away cow bell wind, smell the fragrance of crops floating fluttering. After the wind roared, the rain is like a huge waterfall, Zhetiangaide rolled over. Looking forward, with the rain kissed, hugged. Lingering fear of rain, quickly hide deep-rooted, thinning dense leaves, such as the umbrella under the tree canopy, however, the rain, is still down the leaves, I follow my footsteps to catch up, hit my heart stop. Rain, unhurried, down, quite patient, near the peaks, showing green in the rain dripping fresh; distant peaks, then wrapped in a gray rain and fog in the obscure, and as an increase Ink landscape painting. At this point, lonely for some time in the parachutes will be blossoming in the countryside, colorful, fun blinding. Inter glimpse, or a Pianpianshaonian, or a Tingting teen idol, and my passing, a surge of youthful filling the heart, lingering, let me through the veil like the rain curtain, Chi Wang that more to go farther, the more to the smaller, more to the more obscure shadows ... ... in the rain, Lintan Fishing is my life in a country elegance. Zhu Li, wearing a wet, or sit, or squat, or stand on a river stone pond, peeping between the stones in water fish, fishing a river sound of water. The rain has been less than, but very small, very dense, near the grass, the distant trees, and the entire valley, is this ethereal, flowing, wet smoke. As quiet as rain hit the lake in the mirror surface, a drop a water Wowo, rain surplus days, Ying Tong Shui Wo; fish and underwater pebbles of talk, along the slender thread is hidden, if they float on the water, open into a flower heart; seven float into the water, four float along with the pole test fish, swallow and spit out the hook, sometimes left on the water, sometimes to play spin the right spin, I painted the arc ... ... eyes intently watching the water, ears are listening to a folk village. Broken at the foot of the rushing stream la phrase, rain in the head, bit by bit whisper. A pool of clear water and faint, a Meng Meng rain, my internal organs and the six internal organs, mind and soul, all washed the clear and bright, open desert air, a pure and hearty, a sudden overflowing of a cozy priceless chest. Fishing back, but also met a small boy on the road, walking slowly in front of cattle and sheep, shepherd boy in the back slowly now; the distance, near the garden where there are farmers who wore hats, tuck the tape, Tour on the ridge, Qing Li drainage ditch, and when the crops seemed to be just greased the same shine.
The feet of the wind and rain, the wind only rain to fall. In the countryside, the rain had not come, the wind is always one step ahead. Walk in the country road to see trees and whirling dance in the wind, listening to a lengthy children away cow bell wind, smell the fragrance of crops floating fluttering. After the wind roared, the rain is like a huge waterfall, Zhetiangaide rolled over. Looking forward, with the rain kissed, hugged. Lingering fear of rain, quickly hide deep-rooted, thinning dense leaves, such as the umbrella under the tree canopy, however, the rain, is still down the leaves, I follow my footsteps to catch up, hit my heart stop. Rain, unhurried, down, quite patient, near the peaks, showing green in the rain dripping fresh; distant peaks, then wrapped in a gray rain and fog in the obscure, and as an increase Ink landscape painting. At this point, lonely for some time in the parachutes will be blossoming in the countryside, colorful, fun blinding. Inter glimpse, or a Pianpianshaonian, or a Tingting teen idol, and my passing, a surge of youthful filling the heart, lingering, let me through the veil like the rain curtain, Chi Wang that more to go farther, the more to the smaller, more to the more obscure shadows ... ... in the rain, Lintan Fishing is my life in a country elegance. Zhu Li, wearing a wet, or sit, or squat, or stand on a river stone pond, peeping between the stones in water fish, fishing a river sound of water. The rain has been less than, but very small, very dense, near the grass, the distant trees, and the entire valley, is this ethereal, flowing, wet smoke. As quiet as rain hit the lake in the mirror surface, a drop a water Wowo, rain surplus days, Ying Tong Shui Wo; fish and underwater pebbles of talk, along the slender thread is hidden, if they float on the water, open into a flower heart; seven float into the water, four float along with the pole test fish, swallow and spit out the hook, sometimes left on the water, sometimes to play spin the right spin, I painted the arc ... ... eyes intently watching the water, ears are listening to a folk village. Broken at the foot of the rushing stream la phrase, rain in the head, bit by bit whisper. A pool of clear water and faint, a Meng Meng rain, my internal organs and the six internal organs, mind and soul, all washed the clear and bright, open desert air, a pure and hearty, a sudden overflowing of a cozy priceless chest. Fishing back, but also met a small boy on the road, walking slowly in front of cattle and sheep, shepherd boy in the back slowly now; the distance, near the garden where there are farmers who wore hats, tuck the tape, Tour on the ridge, Qing Li drainage ditch, and when the crops seemed to be just greased the same shine.
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Red-faced memory
Red-faced memory
Country markets to get up early to go shopping, see a sell grains, and on the way back to buy several kilograms of red face, one asking about the price before we know has gone up a few cents. The boss said, and consequently can not see the rise it? Count only a few cents less, now is the coarse flour and rice are expensive than it. Which give birth to emotion: a child to eat every day, the public supply of the cheapest on the number of it, and now suddenly, it is more expensive than we have rice flour.
The memory of the red surface feeding, to young people who are strange, occasionally do a bit of home to let him (her) to eat, eat only rare, not too concerned about. And for those of us "after the five-O" and even the older generation of older people, but it is Mingxinkegu's.
Sixties and seventies of last century, due to the reasons for the supply system, ordinary family with red face, jade-eating wild rice noodles. Red-faced on the table is our main food. On the table every day without a red face, is definitely home to the guests, and only on holidays to eat flour to improve it. One year, back in Beijing, Taiyuan confinement Jinzi work, she lived in my grandmother home. Beijing may be a kind of instinct of red faces in conflict for some time, complained that her grandmother, and your Jinzi precious Yeah, I put fried red face on the table, put down a few mouthfuls of people did not have to light the porridge together ... ... I think people than we do capital food supply, rice flour and more, at best, eat steamed corn bread strike. Due to geographical reasons, the red-faced as a staple of the only we Shanxi.
Indeed, as red-faced really not a good thing! No nutrition to nutrition, but also unpalatable, can live in this place can only eat the Shanxi Province. Ever since, the red side of pasta production rise to the creation of the Shanxi Province, is the invention of older people. - Such as red-faced river fishing, the foreskin face, tick sharp, pointed brush, smooth tip, dipped in sharp, red-faced ambiguous, steamed sponge cake, bread and other two faces, coarse grains, secret agents, red-faced - so smart wife who did tricks Poyi renovation, a time to give us no choice.
That the times people eat red face, is almost pure red face, accompanied by leather and good elm, red glowing, looking good-looking, eating hard to swallow. Such as red-faced sharp tick, red pointed face rubbing, red face river fishing, the foreskin surface, the surface pattern Tingduo, but in reality there is no change in the ER, when the streets in some hotels, there are also red-faced segment selling steamed corn bread is served, life difficult and many children's families have had the experience of eating red-faced steamed corn bread. Growing up, took part in the work, but also inevitably eat red face, but then, people have begun to come back from the country to buy wheat, processed, mixed in the red flour to eat.
Red face, is a Jiaoren love-hate thing. Even outsiders are surprised at how so we love the red-faced from Shanxi?
1977 summer, I travel to live in the hostel Xiyang County, Shandong Province roommate live in a people, chat, Shandong quite mean to say that you won Shanxi Dazhai who change the world of high yield, production but all the famous high-LIANG Yu wild rice, I heard that in Shanxi to eat red face, described as "the heart of red bile aspiration, such as steel!" I'm listening to smile, but silent. Shandong - Shanxi, one word, not too far apart, actually has on our eating habits so much prejudice.
The late eighties, red-faced quietly fade out of our lives, but also far away from our table, occasional meal, nothing but a diet of nostalgia! There are now more open streets of Taiyuan Museum of coarse grains, and other provinces also, people occasionally eat whole grains eat red face, just as the long-awaited Laoyouzhongfeng, but the memory of past life, nothing more.
Country markets to get up early to go shopping, see a sell grains, and on the way back to buy several kilograms of red face, one asking about the price before we know has gone up a few cents. The boss said, and consequently can not see the rise it? Count only a few cents less, now is the coarse flour and rice are expensive than it. Which give birth to emotion: a child to eat every day, the public supply of the cheapest on the number of it, and now suddenly, it is more expensive than we have rice flour.
The memory of the red surface feeding, to young people who are strange, occasionally do a bit of home to let him (her) to eat, eat only rare, not too concerned about. And for those of us "after the five-O" and even the older generation of older people, but it is Mingxinkegu's.
Sixties and seventies of last century, due to the reasons for the supply system, ordinary family with red face, jade-eating wild rice noodles. Red-faced on the table is our main food. On the table every day without a red face, is definitely home to the guests, and only on holidays to eat flour to improve it. One year, back in Beijing, Taiyuan confinement Jinzi work, she lived in my grandmother home. Beijing may be a kind of instinct of red faces in conflict for some time, complained that her grandmother, and your Jinzi precious Yeah, I put fried red face on the table, put down a few mouthfuls of people did not have to light the porridge together ... ... I think people than we do capital food supply, rice flour and more, at best, eat steamed corn bread strike. Due to geographical reasons, the red-faced as a staple of the only we Shanxi.
Indeed, as red-faced really not a good thing! No nutrition to nutrition, but also unpalatable, can live in this place can only eat the Shanxi Province. Ever since, the red side of pasta production rise to the creation of the Shanxi Province, is the invention of older people. - Such as red-faced river fishing, the foreskin face, tick sharp, pointed brush, smooth tip, dipped in sharp, red-faced ambiguous, steamed sponge cake, bread and other two faces, coarse grains, secret agents, red-faced - so smart wife who did tricks Poyi renovation, a time to give us no choice.
That the times people eat red face, is almost pure red face, accompanied by leather and good elm, red glowing, looking good-looking, eating hard to swallow. Such as red-faced sharp tick, red pointed face rubbing, red face river fishing, the foreskin surface, the surface pattern Tingduo, but in reality there is no change in the ER, when the streets in some hotels, there are also red-faced segment selling steamed corn bread is served, life difficult and many children's families have had the experience of eating red-faced steamed corn bread. Growing up, took part in the work, but also inevitably eat red face, but then, people have begun to come back from the country to buy wheat, processed, mixed in the red flour to eat.
Red face, is a Jiaoren love-hate thing. Even outsiders are surprised at how so we love the red-faced from Shanxi?
1977 summer, I travel to live in the hostel Xiyang County, Shandong Province roommate live in a people, chat, Shandong quite mean to say that you won Shanxi Dazhai who change the world of high yield, production but all the famous high-LIANG Yu wild rice, I heard that in Shanxi to eat red face, described as "the heart of red bile aspiration, such as steel!" I'm listening to smile, but silent. Shandong - Shanxi, one word, not too far apart, actually has on our eating habits so much prejudice.
The late eighties, red-faced quietly fade out of our lives, but also far away from our table, occasional meal, nothing but a diet of nostalgia! There are now more open streets of Taiyuan Museum of coarse grains, and other provinces also, people occasionally eat whole grains eat red face, just as the long-awaited Laoyouzhongfeng, but the memory of past life, nothing more.
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2010年11月24日星期三
Two or three rain Piedmont
I remember one day, suddenly changed the day, sand filled, yellow earth, miserable, leaves rustling in the street scroll, he found it landed. Pedestrians, coerced by yellow leaves, stumbled around, has not completely autonomous rights. Cloud, more and more fall down.
Sink? I remember in a poem, he wrote this sentence: warm in the sun sink. Between heaven and earth in the dim easy to sink, in a warm sun more then why not sink?
Good day sunshine, good enough to inexplicable agitation.
So provocative to ask, you came to see me? He said, see, in which, I'll get car.
Take the car? What a pressing reality! An hour, a complete stranger would stand in front of men. Handsome? Refined? Insignificant? Where are we going? Coffee? Ballroom? Tea? Tree-lined trail? Country Field? What do we do? Passage? Tea? Dance? Or touching? Days, how scorching reality, people dizzy! After touching, what will happen? Collapse to sink? Reconstruct beyond recognition? Let all come roaring past? Let the wind to the sun beat heavily? Will then set up what is it? I really was being reckless, or deviant? Phoenix is bathed in fire, or the insolent owl?
Struggling in the world of Ice and Fire wandering. Difficult first refused, but left to the head so many asthma after low tide. The sun is really good, too good to be called the turning back.
So they want to go dancing. Did not know where to find, to find the unknown man, disappointed indistinct blur in the dim light, swaying, indulge, indulge, swaying, a moment . Noise of the sea in the sun on the streets of staggered to the crowd in the maneuvers in Guys and Dolls ups, to find that place, find that person, asking many, but never found.
Ended in the afternoon sun slowly, slowly left the cold winds subsided a sea of noise, you can preview the sink was so thrilling to exist!
A beautiful sun for the soul of the sea set off on an almost irreversible sink, and even the sun can not save the anti-defection as the devil to help Zhou. Later, is still floating light swept gold, Jing Ying Shen Bi.
This sink, in every heart the sea, is not it have been through this before?
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Sink? I remember in a poem, he wrote this sentence: warm in the sun sink. Between heaven and earth in the dim easy to sink, in a warm sun more then why not sink?
Good day sunshine, good enough to inexplicable agitation.
So provocative to ask, you came to see me? He said, see, in which, I'll get car.
Take the car? What a pressing reality! An hour, a complete stranger would stand in front of men. Handsome? Refined? Insignificant? Where are we going? Coffee? Ballroom? Tea? Tree-lined trail? Country Field? What do we do? Passage? Tea? Dance? Or touching? Days, how scorching reality, people dizzy! After touching, what will happen? Collapse to sink? Reconstruct beyond recognition? Let all come roaring past? Let the wind to the sun beat heavily? Will then set up what is it? I really was being reckless, or deviant? Phoenix is bathed in fire, or the insolent owl?
Struggling in the world of Ice and Fire wandering. Difficult first refused, but left to the head so many asthma after low tide. The sun is really good, too good to be called the turning back.
So they want to go dancing. Did not know where to find, to find the unknown man, disappointed indistinct blur in the dim light, swaying, indulge, indulge, swaying, a moment . Noise of the sea in the sun on the streets of staggered to the crowd in the maneuvers in Guys and Dolls ups, to find that place, find that person, asking many, but never found.
Ended in the afternoon sun slowly, slowly left the cold winds subsided a sea of noise, you can preview the sink was so thrilling to exist!
A beautiful sun for the soul of the sea set off on an almost irreversible sink, and even the sun can not save the anti-defection as the devil to help Zhou. Later, is still floating light swept gold, Jing Ying Shen Bi.
This sink, in every heart the sea, is not it have been through this before?
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Along the way, have you
This way, you walked with me over twenty alternate warm and cold seasons; this life, you let me have witnessed countless world's joys and sorrows; that night, you make me remember you deeply! Along the way, have you, my world from more of a you; along the way have you, my world so much rain a few games; along the way have you lit my life again ... ... you know, the way have you, my life is not easy!
This way, you look at me grow up, watching me cry, he looked at me, looked at me and sad, looked at I like, look at me tired, looked at me and hurt ... ... but you know, and you are a cruel cold-blooded spectators watched scenes of cold indifference joys and sorrows of the show. I love you and hate you, love you, because you come with me quietly today; hate you because of your heartless, the way you eat how much of life, this life, how much blood you carry. Perhaps it is because the unique relationship between you and me before the day of the year so my life is not left lying there.
I remember seeing you when you or a quiet road, no name, no affiliation, other-worldly air like a teenager, not a trace of dust stained, purely as a quiet corner to the lake, against the backdrop of the blue sky you are so comfortable and elegant. Now you, but it is dyed to make the noise of the earth, to bring a layer of brilliant and sophisticated masks. After that you no longer quiet; then you no longer gentle; then you become afraid of the dark I!
Remember the summer of 1995 it? In the time I was seven, and since then you do not meet in a quiet boy, that day, it was high noon when I took my fishing gear, happily from in front of you through, but in that moment, flying Ben from the vehicles to drag my body seven or eight meters away, watching the blood gush themselves constantly, and I did not cry, did not feel pain, only visions of deep fear and fear, you first taste the taste of blood is how, I do not know. As the mother face anxiously hold me from the ground up, I vaguely heard her words of anger and worry, okay, my life is relatively large, since once again survived, but since then, but you became my forbidden, the family no longer leave me step into it, and since then, I'm also careful not easily overstepped the same as before.
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This way, you look at me grow up, watching me cry, he looked at me, looked at me and sad, looked at I like, look at me tired, looked at me and hurt ... ... but you know, and you are a cruel cold-blooded spectators watched scenes of cold indifference joys and sorrows of the show. I love you and hate you, love you, because you come with me quietly today; hate you because of your heartless, the way you eat how much of life, this life, how much blood you carry. Perhaps it is because the unique relationship between you and me before the day of the year so my life is not left lying there.
I remember seeing you when you or a quiet road, no name, no affiliation, other-worldly air like a teenager, not a trace of dust stained, purely as a quiet corner to the lake, against the backdrop of the blue sky you are so comfortable and elegant. Now you, but it is dyed to make the noise of the earth, to bring a layer of brilliant and sophisticated masks. After that you no longer quiet; then you no longer gentle; then you become afraid of the dark I!
Remember the summer of 1995 it? In the time I was seven, and since then you do not meet in a quiet boy, that day, it was high noon when I took my fishing gear, happily from in front of you through, but in that moment, flying Ben from the vehicles to drag my body seven or eight meters away, watching the blood gush themselves constantly, and I did not cry, did not feel pain, only visions of deep fear and fear, you first taste the taste of blood is how, I do not know. As the mother face anxiously hold me from the ground up, I vaguely heard her words of anger and worry, okay, my life is relatively large, since once again survived, but since then, but you became my forbidden, the family no longer leave me step into it, and since then, I'm also careful not easily overstepped the same as before.
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2010年9月10日星期五
Should love
Turn on the computer, board QQ, actually straight to see him in is not online, not in, it is disappointing; in, full of favor, flew send information in the past "on the, ah, How're you, not busy?" And then they were filled with yearning for him response. A minute passed, two minutes passed, ten minutes later, his picture flash no flash, but look at the state gradually from the QQ to leave until I'm online avatar grayed out. Her heart cools from the heat until the ice. Tears shed on this.
Xuan Son has lost count of how many times the case. But every time I open the computer can not but see he is not online, as is to see him, see he did not give their own message. May is the disappointment again and again, again and again cry. She loved him, almost crazy. A second call, he did not take, off; can not, rely on sub-Xuan network to reach him, he still did tumble.
The sub-Xuan, really devastated, and she can not work out why he is such a man, are said before, these are my cheat you, why they fall in love with such an unsympathetic man. Xuan Son figure out, now she did not want to think about, and only knew that he should not have fallen in love with a loved one. She is really tired.
Son Xuan and Earl (his screen name, the child has been so declared him) met in the network. It was quite clever, Xuan Son cock one day to join his hometown where the group, then QQ system will prompt a man named Earl would like to add her as friend, and an indication of the villagers. Xuan Son will be added. Plus the few days just two people rarely talk, real talk began on February 14 evening, the day happens to be Valentine's Day. Xuan Son returned to work early in the dormitory. Valentine's Day for lovers of the person is beautiful and romantic, to people who have no lover is sad mournful. Xuan Son latter. Early work back to the dormitory, is very boring, they turn on the computer to see if a friend online chat, e Xuan actually thought looked too white to see what this evening in addition to their well silly fool will stay at home online ah. Not wanted, an on-line to see a really, is that he, Earl, Son Xuan suddenly not think of this man, he's already in the flash head, and opened it, read: "Imagine, such a large half a day, you finally on the line, Happy Valentine's Day. "see the name, then Le Xuan Son, but more of a surprise, how he will wait for me, also know that I am at the line? Then back to a: "how do you know that today I did not go Guoqingrenjie, on-line ah?" "Intuition" count back ... ... so I sentence you a chat open. Have slipped almost 12 o'clock. Xuan Son of a watch, shocked, wow, so late, that usually this time can be long to sleep the ah. Thinking have to work tomorrow, though enough, Xuan Son, or to the count said: "I have to sleep, so late, but also to go to work tomorrow, you have to sleep instead. Very pleasant chat with you today, thank you! "" ah sleep so early, I sleep in it every day, two or three o'clock, but you have to sleep, then you first, are you, today you are with me through a very special situation
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Xuan Son has lost count of how many times the case. But every time I open the computer can not but see he is not online, as is to see him, see he did not give their own message. May is the disappointment again and again, again and again cry. She loved him, almost crazy. A second call, he did not take, off; can not, rely on sub-Xuan network to reach him, he still did tumble.
The sub-Xuan, really devastated, and she can not work out why he is such a man, are said before, these are my cheat you, why they fall in love with such an unsympathetic man. Xuan Son figure out, now she did not want to think about, and only knew that he should not have fallen in love with a loved one. She is really tired.
Son Xuan and Earl (his screen name, the child has been so declared him) met in the network. It was quite clever, Xuan Son cock one day to join his hometown where the group, then QQ system will prompt a man named Earl would like to add her as friend, and an indication of the villagers. Xuan Son will be added. Plus the few days just two people rarely talk, real talk began on February 14 evening, the day happens to be Valentine's Day. Xuan Son returned to work early in the dormitory. Valentine's Day for lovers of the person is beautiful and romantic, to people who have no lover is sad mournful. Xuan Son latter. Early work back to the dormitory, is very boring, they turn on the computer to see if a friend online chat, e Xuan actually thought looked too white to see what this evening in addition to their well silly fool will stay at home online ah. Not wanted, an on-line to see a really, is that he, Earl, Son Xuan suddenly not think of this man, he's already in the flash head, and opened it, read: "Imagine, such a large half a day, you finally on the line, Happy Valentine's Day. "see the name, then Le Xuan Son, but more of a surprise, how he will wait for me, also know that I am at the line? Then back to a: "how do you know that today I did not go Guoqingrenjie, on-line ah?" "Intuition" count back ... ... so I sentence you a chat open. Have slipped almost 12 o'clock. Xuan Son of a watch, shocked, wow, so late, that usually this time can be long to sleep the ah. Thinking have to work tomorrow, though enough, Xuan Son, or to the count said: "I have to sleep, so late, but also to go to work tomorrow, you have to sleep instead. Very pleasant chat with you today, thank you! "" ah sleep so early, I sleep in it every day, two or three o'clock, but you have to sleep, then you first, are you, today you are with me through a very special situation
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I love you feel suffocated LAST
When you continue to be the first school parents Naqu and compare the number constantly end up being a no offices, all the efforts are not sure heart, and you have to face every day that an excellent guy, your Life becomes choked up.
Yue Yi-off is such a suffocating life.
As long as the station that guy's side, infinite suppress the tears would make Yueyi conditioned reflex of overflow.
Very often, Yue Yi can not wait for care were long gone now. Can be thought of mathematics but also on his own guidance, but also robbing rain with his umbrella, but also confiscation of his bad mood earlier when the benefits of entertainment and so on, in an instant they Fortunately, he did not disappear.
But seriously speaking, Yue Yi or hate this tepid "Dragon."
She hated that he should not live in her house, with a top performance to stimulate her family, not the so perfect, so she already is more common, "passers-by a character."
Yes, from small to large are ordinary people, ordinary cry, laugh ordinary, common sense. This life is always in the average point score, regardless of what is very extraordinary, always only part of the multitude. When I hear someone say that each person has his superhuman strength, the heart will be aching.
Yue Yi tugged school dress folds, angrily returned to the classroom, pulled the desks lying watching days.
Rain has been in the next, endless. Birthday this year, she suddenly recalled that many wish: want to see a complete rainbow.
Closed last year due to heavy rain, the care to her name long boasted that he had seen two spectacular rainbow appeared at the same time. This allows Yueyi never seen a full rainbow that is definitely a great pity youth. Entrance must be present, such models of desire had increasingly slim. I kept thinking, Yue Yi can not help but sigh deeply.
Since reached the secondary, almost all of the holidays she will be held in room K book learning. Travel is already the last things last year, it was asked the name of the Dragon Gu Fu: Thanks go out to breathe, he said, was hastened to bring his parents to go out to play, by the way also Shao Shang "dungeon" of Yue Yi.
Parents are very eccentric, but this bias is reasonable. Who does not want a useless daughter, and no one wants a genius son.
Music means a calculation, Gu Long to her home were "staying" has more than three years. Yue Yi shook the arm straightened, Zhuantouwangxiang the third row of the far right guy, think back to his first meeting with the situation.
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Yue Yi-off is such a suffocating life.
As long as the station that guy's side, infinite suppress the tears would make Yueyi conditioned reflex of overflow.
Very often, Yue Yi can not wait for care were long gone now. Can be thought of mathematics but also on his own guidance, but also robbing rain with his umbrella, but also confiscation of his bad mood earlier when the benefits of entertainment and so on, in an instant they Fortunately, he did not disappear.
But seriously speaking, Yue Yi or hate this tepid "Dragon."
She hated that he should not live in her house, with a top performance to stimulate her family, not the so perfect, so she already is more common, "passers-by a character."
Yes, from small to large are ordinary people, ordinary cry, laugh ordinary, common sense. This life is always in the average point score, regardless of what is very extraordinary, always only part of the multitude. When I hear someone say that each person has his superhuman strength, the heart will be aching.
Yue Yi tugged school dress folds, angrily returned to the classroom, pulled the desks lying watching days.
Rain has been in the next, endless. Birthday this year, she suddenly recalled that many wish: want to see a complete rainbow.
Closed last year due to heavy rain, the care to her name long boasted that he had seen two spectacular rainbow appeared at the same time. This allows Yueyi never seen a full rainbow that is definitely a great pity youth. Entrance must be present, such models of desire had increasingly slim. I kept thinking, Yue Yi can not help but sigh deeply.
Since reached the secondary, almost all of the holidays she will be held in room K book learning. Travel is already the last things last year, it was asked the name of the Dragon Gu Fu: Thanks go out to breathe, he said, was hastened to bring his parents to go out to play, by the way also Shao Shang "dungeon" of Yue Yi.
Parents are very eccentric, but this bias is reasonable. Who does not want a useless daughter, and no one wants a genius son.
Music means a calculation, Gu Long to her home were "staying" has more than three years. Yue Yi shook the arm straightened, Zhuantouwangxiang the third row of the far right guy, think back to his first meeting with the situation.
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Your romantic, I really do not know
The sky was dark, no clouds, the usual day today should be a good time to sunlight Korea, but unfortunately is now crowded in upon, the clouds heavy, like my state of mind.
I am a person loitering in the street, like a ghost, as no direction. Dignified pace, I like walking the edge of pain, really I was walking on a road leading to hell, but I would like to go back, they found the ladder leading to heaven has completely disappeared. I can only sink in the darkness, I only struggled in the thorns, I only eat their own bitter fruit wine.
Pedestrian street, from my side too slowly, I could not see what they face. Most of them can have 22 people with slight, very affectionate look, woman leaning against man's spacious mind, the man's left hand round the woman Xiangjian on her hand, have filled with roses, bright Brilliant color is so eye-catching, this clearly is to stimulate me. But I was numb, so they do not care about performance. Street vendors, it is active, such as highway robbery may have seen pairs of couples came to him to sell roses. And I was alone, they do not care. I was wondering, how in the end today, it! Love the atmosphere so thick. Learned the slogan from a vendor, today is Tanabata.
Tanabata! I am shocked, and sit there motionless, the brain flew past warm picture emerges. Is to this day, I am so happy, when I was the focus of your eyes, but now they were alone, no attention, and you have completely disappeared since then not see. I do not complain, because this is my fault.
Roadside tree leaves fall from the air a lengthy, in my eyes in the fall to the ground, slide like a sad traces of the markings, bar into my heart. At this time, or summer to late autumn leaves have not already falling, this is a kind of regret. Cicadas in the trees tweet, they seem to tell of what can I actually can not understand. Originally the sky is no sunlight, and I was under the shade, the more sense of this dark world. Tree leaves shake the wind, shining, the leaves may fall like hanging, plus the dim atmosphere, see some of my trance. Wind through the leaves of the gap, blow my cheek, but I do not feel cool, hot air, so I am really upset.
I sat in the stone bench on the roadside, Henhendiba LV name on my shoulder bag fell to the ground, looking at names package covered with dust, I uphold the smiling, seemingly happy, but my tears do not know knew it flow down, dropping the earth.
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I am a person loitering in the street, like a ghost, as no direction. Dignified pace, I like walking the edge of pain, really I was walking on a road leading to hell, but I would like to go back, they found the ladder leading to heaven has completely disappeared. I can only sink in the darkness, I only struggled in the thorns, I only eat their own bitter fruit wine.
Pedestrian street, from my side too slowly, I could not see what they face. Most of them can have 22 people with slight, very affectionate look, woman leaning against man's spacious mind, the man's left hand round the woman Xiangjian on her hand, have filled with roses, bright Brilliant color is so eye-catching, this clearly is to stimulate me. But I was numb, so they do not care about performance. Street vendors, it is active, such as highway robbery may have seen pairs of couples came to him to sell roses. And I was alone, they do not care. I was wondering, how in the end today, it! Love the atmosphere so thick. Learned the slogan from a vendor, today is Tanabata.
Tanabata! I am shocked, and sit there motionless, the brain flew past warm picture emerges. Is to this day, I am so happy, when I was the focus of your eyes, but now they were alone, no attention, and you have completely disappeared since then not see. I do not complain, because this is my fault.
Roadside tree leaves fall from the air a lengthy, in my eyes in the fall to the ground, slide like a sad traces of the markings, bar into my heart. At this time, or summer to late autumn leaves have not already falling, this is a kind of regret. Cicadas in the trees tweet, they seem to tell of what can I actually can not understand. Originally the sky is no sunlight, and I was under the shade, the more sense of this dark world. Tree leaves shake the wind, shining, the leaves may fall like hanging, plus the dim atmosphere, see some of my trance. Wind through the leaves of the gap, blow my cheek, but I do not feel cool, hot air, so I am really upset.
I sat in the stone bench on the roadside, Henhendiba LV name on my shoulder bag fell to the ground, looking at names package covered with dust, I uphold the smiling, seemingly happy, but my tears do not know knew it flow down, dropping the earth.
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