In which happiness  posté le mercredi 16 mai 2012 04:45

There is a moment, let me be like a child, a heart with wings to fly, fly in the sky, that contains a melody timecleaning724.

Like a song, the sound of a large, let the music in a house full of everywhere, let the air in every cell are melodic music up to full, like the voyage of sailing, be in high and vigorous spirits passion.

Like a song, always repeatedly to listen, taste the emotion, tastes like a story, or even a taste of unusual life. Always think songwriting is abundance sentiment of the people, they have the heaven gives the smart antenna, good at capturing the moment in life touched, moved himself to move others, such as the drawing pen landing in the beautiful melody, let a person immediately crazy, crazy. Obsessed with the lyrics of the hysterical life, crazy lovehowa.

Life is alive, we will experience a lot of songs, but also to their own life. Suddenly a moment would you like with an air almost of idiocy of a song, you may not like its charm, but it makes you suddenly remembered that once past, once the alley, and the rain in under the umbrella of the waiting. Although Huangruogeshi, yet in the minds of the moment of clarity blur. Perhaps a first for having heard it many times in the melody is hiding a shadow,?? although it is a period of dust-laden memories, but also in the occasional remember, remember that once he, although the heart is no longer a spark, but it also hurts also worried about, now do not know she goodcrystaltrophyshop?

For love has been demanding perfection, fantasy that if love, you love the most love to the most beautiful. Remember when the song" the wolf in sheep's clothing" in Alan Tam's vicissitudes deductive popular on both sides of the Changjiang River when, once let many women cry, tears. In fact, the song is not only the lyrics have a man's love described more fully and delightfully, is hiding of countless women love dream, they are keen to have such a beautiful love. Wish I could have that a man to be near their, willing to forget is a wolf, with the fiery heart with a sheepskin with himself anywhere, love crazy love, moved the worldhk-acupuncture.

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A section of memory  posté le lundi 14 mai 2012 10:46

The old cross the road, young man, not anxious. White spring sweater foot. Last night, and the two of you leave, I did not return home??, but rather a person on the street alone, looking at the moon, and you said, tonight the month and not round. But as long as it is a heart, a heart of people on the moon, the moon would follow you heart changes, I think this is why Su Shi would say" not to hate, how long to stop when the circle ", as he is a man of heartadvertisingprod.
/>The dead of the night, I think at heart will be static, night ink mist, will I thick wrap, and my hearts decadence, fatigue of the body, but unable to wash all the while ... ... Foot, foot on the road between, a mind wandering, fit into the past ... Tonight, there are a lot of people in the lanterns, don't think of you birthday that day, we put together a different scene, that night, we four are so naive, believe, there never destroy friendship, the friendship between the family and love between. The family will be more altruistic than, than love more pure and incomparableflower-corporation.

Two years ago, four be light of heart from care people always follow like a shadow, now a person extremely lonely. At that time, four people drinking wine drink, now a man Ling wind. The sun and the moon while in the change, but the time of two years, the sea is not changed. But the end is the only four people to recall but not be dependent.

At that time, only the road is unusual, says how much more leisurely, the listener, only to feel the statement missing, only experienced the all sorts of people, to know in the midst of yearning and the infinite. Youth such as knife, and the same time, cut off us four between the strap lanterns to the moon direction fly away, I want to should also quickly fell down. Indeed, when they fly to a certain height, a fall off. Lanterns have fly and fall, life will naturally change radically at. No wonder Su Shi said that" the moon waxes and wanes, people with grief at separation and joy in union". Suddenly, everything figured out, you and I have had the good times that they have enough, is a gift. Why do you seek for. Maybe when you every day to the same time. These will become preciousadvertisingprod?

The moon in the night away, gradually falls. The two street. When the night has been deep, the whole street. Apart from some of the vehicle, only a month and some homing birds to accompany me. The nest is not to birds and I like it, do not want to return home. A bleak, more let a person fear than the night.

Youth, in my heart than the night, had already become desolate in those days, in those years was. Remember, as long as a weekend, we will be together, playing together at together, read a book, write the work together. As long as the four people together, do everything together. We have their own most adept thing, I like the Three Kingdoms, her love poems, and two of them are like the writings in classical chinese.

Remember when the sixth grade, we agreed to the same high school to go to, unfortunately, not as people would like. I am here to stay, but you, go somewhere else. Four people always leave.

For outside of school are the very strict control, contact between us less. In the end, like everyone forgot who. If the day finishing the book, turn to an article she finished writing the words, I really could not think.

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AlphaBelong to heaven  posté le jeudi 10 mai 2012 11:24

Life is changing all the time, too late, can't wait to enjoy looking back, those successful didn't cover my heart. Time does not wait for me, you forgot to take me away, in the lonely outlet, fan disperses in the stranger in the rain, from the lives of. The clouds in the sky, whether through to the light of the sun, let me see the hope.

Rainy night, I have tears into rain, endless memory, how to forget? The bright moonlight, I open eyes, searching for traces of you in the moonlight. Miss you night, I look up to30 degrees posture, in the night sky imagine your appearance, laugh at myself always pretended strong. I want to stand on tiptoe, good let happiness near me. But in the confusion of the crossing, I'm afraid to turn casual, turn the moment, aside from our want to meet an earthly paradise.

Time rolls on, the red rolling, can not escape the fate, who will arrange? Thousands of years of cultivation, only in exchange for a hundred years of reincarnation, I tried to fly, but fly but you waved off the sea. The deserted shore, shore flowers, when can I turn this bad future, landing in your flowers, the fragrance of ooze person kiss you, hug you some gentle. If I can, I borrow the east wind, ring me sad, I'll make it through the rain thunder and lightning of the block, like the swallow as courageous, fly to you. Let me smile, forever.

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The most unforgettable  posté le mardi 24 avril 2012 10:38

I always remind myself to forget, forget what? Forget is the past, willing to lose, the letter open you write, I still want to tear off tear, once but no evidence that you once loved, so I have not forget, have you, and love. Many times when the sky is fluttering the cold raincleaning724.

Night bet the window, the moon also love is a bad thing, it buried too much florescence, love has no fault even if wrong, you will feel wrong right, in a time of scars in after crying, just understand, then love is really wrongcleaning724.

It is always teach people who loved, never regret, I do not regret it. Off you deeper and deeper into the opportunity, but in a world without you, how could you do this, blocked the news, let me only in a dream to search for your shadow, you may not put love character, I can read out the endingcleaning724.

Silent water: a series - string hold still, a toggle has pains in the heart, a gust of wind blowing gently miss, don't say it too sentimental, blown by the wind, will think of the loved one, a sea is always silent, it did not cry, we didn't hear, a rose is cold, it is said that this is not the worst left enlightenment, but it did not sleep one sentence I love you. Just,,,


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But the five apple  posté le vendredi 20 avril 2012 10:00

After the autumn harvest, mother plans to town to play. Mother on the phone." Happily said to your father to buy a book by leather shoes, I also sell new clothes." Mother sounded with the joy of harvesthealth-checkin.

Don't tell mother town, sixty years old, sweat climbs the stairs, shoulder the new corn face, hands carrying their own vegetable cucumber lentils and leek. In food pocket and five big apple.

The mother phoned to ask" where apples are ripe, want to eat do not eat," I was just saying to. Now the street buy pear banana pineapple some but mother but as a true. Very carefully chose the big red five apples on the road, if touched with a layer of cloth wrapped squeeze several layers. She said the home of apple is green food, delicioushealth-natural-food.

My mother on the way down the car two times, to the station also reluctant to take a taxi, just carry a walked ten miles. I have class, mother has arrived home. The living room on the table five big red apple.

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The mother sat on the sofa, very happy to see me" eat fast, alas, I am old, did not have the strength, only take five only." Mother of apple, said apologetically. My eyes are astringent. Mother sparse white hair already sweat. Memory litho cool motherhood has now become a grey-haired old man.

Mother knows my sadness of the heart, happy emperor said: this year corn harvest, raised five pigs catch a good price, your father leisure dry building, several month several thousand. Mother say, ha-ha laughs.

" Would you be free this afternoon?" Reach a mother suddenly asked. I nodded, mother is very glad that afternoon to accompany me to stroll around a supermarket, give your father to buy a pair of shoes is a little expensive, he suffered all his life, never willing to buy a pair of shoes.

Sour, my heart. Parents before a few years for me to read, I graduated and I also home, I owe to my parents too much. Mother picked up an apple, quickly try it, mother is very proud, this is your father and I are carefully selected.

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