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Charm red sailboat
Son of shadow forever fixed at nine two years in early spring morning in the sea. The mist in the morning away, when he looks back on to the river 's wife looked when, on the beach round sun secretly rises, the boiling,10 million strong mast burning ... ... At this time, the far shore standing wife fear ran away, like ten years ago memory a brain to the eyes, the only passing red sailboat is still so clear and murderouscleaning724.
Son was born in an ordinary fishing families, when a baby's cry resound through the entire village, trembling grandma to the only child joy almost crazy, a boring chatter knife:" to, well, finally my old bones to the old devil are given!" So the child her with a loud boy name -- son. Son of childhood is a group of female children and neighbors who grew up, Lin 's a gas gave birth to five girls, gas aunt without a see, popped up some simple name - _ - big button, two, three, four button button button. One last cry" Oh, mouth is full! May be enough, these God damn place!" Such clever naughty son easily picked up a later wife partner, her name is full.
But the childhood is lonely, a family of seven sleep in not capacious Adobe Kang, morning cock played the time, often Kang corner a corner is the last position, she did not complain, no talk, laugh hard day let sisters unreasonable share person, and love. Is out collecting firewood when, outside of the butterfly and colorful flowers are not attract his interest and curiosity, silently, weight-bearing. Until one day, she picked up a piece of wall Xu less fructose just put into the mouth, immediately by the phoenix eye Sanjie see after a row, her self-esteem and rebellious woke up, she came out of his landlord, to small" saints" -- soncleaning724.
The sea in early summer is the child of heaven.
The windows of heaven is the child of hope.
The golden beach adopted two children, warm wind wrapped the two childish innocence back, they're in the woods with sorghum stalks sticking cicada, by parents do not have the net pocket birds, in loose shell catch soil Bie, even the beachhead in the shallows of tireless play ducks and drakes, smile. Dancing -- until the day Nie Ru to live: "son of brother, you see -- sailing!"
This is the seven nine year of summer, South Beach head east sea, only 10leaves like sailing a lined up, jump, sway in the breeze; the morning sun white cast down, like a warm I took down several diving, sailing was bright. Rosy blush, seemed to like the vast blue sea to talk what, expressing what one; only confused seagull jumping, jumping change a song, that he forgets to habitat department, lose their. This scene always engraved in two children 's memories, forevercleaning724.
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The silent house
The silence of the pastOut of the window, without stop rain tell me: it is a fall to the side. The cold autumn wind blowing the leaves yellow lawn, and floated into my lonely house, give I can't resist chill.
It is getting dark. The mist was like a rusty lead cake, as my depressive hearthkmove.
Been so long, has the outside world and my diaphragm. Because of a disability, I can only squat in the mud huts, fell on the heated kang, see blue transparent sky, see rolled feathers as pure white clouds, from my point of view I looked out, earth color, gray adobe wall fixed in my field of vision; because of poverty, electricity, this the bright messenger has been far away from me. And, the development of science and technology and the progress of civilization also had" kerosene" this inexpensive light and heat of the messenger extrusion edges of modern life. So, as the turn of seasons in my world stood still, the alternation in my hut is formatted as a cold black and white.
Inexhaustible, boundless darkness, I have dedicated to look forward to the stars and the moon magically illuminate my hut, bring me the splendid dream, bring me to think of, is your warm eyes ... ... However, the ethereal stars, faint moonlight always in my invisible place with flashing light amplification in my loneliness, I was disappointed.
And a gust of music through the space, from far into the drum swinging my eardrums, television is broadcast of a football match. Neighbor is a football fan, for him, radio and TV coverage to every village project is the spring rain, moist, his life be rich and varied soil, grow seedlingshealth-natural-food.
I closed my eyes, curled up in bed, want to quiet God, however, game sounds around" my dream" theme, like a into my lonely cottage, with my thoughts fly far away:
My home is located in Zhangqiu City Yan home of southeast edge of a small village called fishing bay. Surrounded by mountains here, since childhood, it left me with the impression that the most profound hills hills hills hills and arms palm-size terrace, the children here in Wong grew up in Bazhong, with yellow mud toys fashioned, with yellow mud plastic into a dream. I like all children, with yellow mud shaping imaginary city village, shaping the longing for Beijing Tiananmen, create a better new life. Later, with the growth of knowledge, I know, life is red, green, clouds, the life also has ice, frost, snow, so, I dream of becoming a writer, with strong through all of this, with clever wisdom depicts all of thishealth-checking ... ...
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With the taste of happiness
Hazy night, snow. The window alone, suddenly saw a cartoon in the sentence: the world's most happy thing is to stand behind the warm window to enjoy the snow 's initial appearance: light, misty, enveloped the earth, white has no violation. On a night like this, the most happy thing to have a lot of friends sincere best wishes. Blessings like snowflakes tumbles into mobile phone in the era of science and technology, everything is so quick, so convenient. Sit in the light, with sit-ins, indulging in thinking, should I give them what kind of greeting? Looking out the window, drifting profusely and disorderly snowflake, I think I love you: the pain the world to kiss me, I will return to song. Yes, the new year, I hope that all the friends and relatives can be optimistic, strong, always with a singing attitude towards life. Regardless of the past year, no matter how bad your life, to return to the song. Such a blessing, not gorgeous coat, no profound words, there rose a strong color, it is a simple, warm. I take this sentence group out, imagine for a second time, this letter has tramp over mountains and through ravines, like a seed falls into everyone's heart. That just entered the University boys, give these words you. Are you still feel lonely sad to leave home? Did you find the coordinates of his life? The happy life, for your smile to face life, no problem, no more than the mountain. I believe you will like the sky like an eagle, a pair of wings through the frustration. The beautiful and lively girl, the best wishes to you. Remember when we met in the lush June, then you are in pain disappointment in love. You have to love all, but to wait for you is merciless reality. Now you get out of the shadow of the past? I want to tell you, love is wonderful, but it is not all of life. One day, you will meet the most suitable person for you. Love, is the fate. COS, should be easy to let go, but not sink. A natural leg disabled boy, my neighbors, I want to send this blessing to you, your heart pure and beautiful. You say, you love of calligraphy, like most is Yan Zhenqing's word, because his personality charm. You over a period of time will give you practice word to me, from the thick one crowded crowded my page, I see your strong, your sweat, you do not bow to fate. People live, need is this obstinacy. Put the blessing to you, my love. While you sit by my side, I still like to use words to express best wishes to you. After so many years, written expression of love has always been our habits among. You're just starting out, has invested large amounts of funds, the pressure is very big. You look for business work exhaustion and hardships, in addition to my heart is the best support you. Send this phrase to you, to let you know, do poineering work only to reflect the value of money, we can't drilling eyes, as much of life, be the slave of money. With only money of life is so boring. Will bring blessings to you, those who liked or didn't like me, maybe we have had a dispute, for one thing blushing, said let you hurt, but believe me, it was never my intention. In the vast sea of humanity can meet, can work together, can go a journey, itself is a kind of fate. I also gave the blessing nature every grass, every tree, every drop of rain, a gust of wind. Yes, this is all life is the blessed.
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Fall and water flows
Dear, remember? We're all in this word, but consistent repeat the repetition of the words" classic", was surprised to find that we have the same taste so sweet. This discovery, let us happy and delighted. At that time, we are in love, love each other dearly sticking together, not only including the basic taste, infatuated with words that kind of mood.
And now, husband, but we really are separated by thousands of miles away. Listen to the" Moon" in the west section of the same song, is no longer a taste but has real sense. Miss you! Husband, especially late at night, the daughter fall asleep, the awl heart miss the pain always quietly spread throughout my body and mind, with memories of the happy. But, my dear, I dare not in what you call " love letter" with too many professions, give you messages, always faint" love for you" greetings, or" to take good care of yourself" ordinary words, occasionally in your hospitality pressed under the sensational point is "think of you, with a happy mood ... ..." So, my dear, you have to complain, complain of me as you want me to you, to blame me on you too cold, don't think of you as a close look, even you hate hate to ask me is it right? "Because we no blood relationship, I would not have you love".
Dear, how? You are my husband, we have a lovely daughter, I just think we thick love has turned to a deep affection, how can I not when your family treat? Just in this family, I can't be with the gorgeous Si Yulai expressed, and I don't want you too be immersed in love. You give me message, you always say, always with a deep loneliness of being apart, not" to spring and spring, tears wet red paper blame the departure", is" one hour, leaves one after another, to sleep in front of you". I think a good man remembers in the four directions, don't want you so too sad to live, then advise you at work, find some books to enrich themselves, or the Internet to pass the time, but you always keep" to" read"". What do I do? Don't be like you put the whole psychological feelings take in everything in a glance to talk to you? This is not significantly increase your feeling sorrow?
I don't think so, I hope we have separated the two places, but also can be happy. We separated, it is to make a living, the daughter to create better family environment, to our life more happy, we are choose, without any emotional twists and turns, so we have no reason not to let themselves and each other to live more happy. Also thought, we can go to the field where you are, maybe we have more happiness, but I don't want to leave her. Seven year old daughter needs in the local school, although have the care of grandparents, but I know, in a child's mind, the mother to give her a sense of security, not to say to give her a happy childhood? I don't want to her childhood with no parents around the lonely shadow, can only choose to accompany her to abandon you, I think, this decision, you also should agree with the. Just between us, we should also, for their own create some interest to dilute the feelings of missing! Dear, for me, for my daughter, also to yourself, don't complain that life, okay? I believe, we now between transient separated, will only increase our emotional intimacy degree instead of Transeptal farther. I have learned to be happy alone to live, why you are not trying to open up their mind, in this spring good sunny days and colleagues together to find the grass-green bonuses of the beauty of nature? Can also be in the warm sunshine. We used to be happy life? We can also think happy July be about? These are so warm and happy thing ah!
Listening to Cai Qin's" Mingyue Acacia sent thousands of miles", and was listening to Zhou Yanhong's" spring". To put these songs, through the mobile phone sent to you, I hope you hear, feel is between miss a kind of happiness.
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The layers of the deep
A fragrance coerced little plaintive, comely, who is the facial features. With three points playing at night, it is the quiet beauty of black, the faint trace, only for a moment, not see, toss and turn restlessly, when March showers do not restkay.
Butterfly flower fall flower, a see, Yang flower waves Melaleuca, did not find him, the sound of laughter reflects flowers smile, is our naivete, do not, do not understand worldly strife, so eyes don't mix any resentmentLearn That....
The stamens hide thoughts, was a call season with a gentle eyes lit, incinerated the dream sweet, all over the mountains and plains of the silly grudges, spread the talent lost this season, I can understand, just feel the destruction, too direct. Finally relieved. A cocoon, as fate, after struggling ushered in the spring of a butterfly fluttering, in the spring, because there are admiring eyes
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Beautiful ghost
Rows of sad words, form a touch of sadness, sorrow is the source of your allure of make-up, those of you who have residual beauty, those who encounter between a smile, gradually depicts a page yellow Zhang Ran here, one one of the records about the story between us, only here in order to find the past, ambiguous, freely flowing style of writing as years, seem to go too hastily, I have not sleep with each other to wipe a rift between, time will we open a fuzzy distance, but now it has become differentLovely sunshine.
I am always reluctant to follow the time, always every time apart, if the time can change everything, so why can't wipe my sad face; want to pick up the pieces of broken pieces, but I can't put it together to complete, everywhere desolate; in those secular dust in the wind dies, after a number of years, and will be scattered to where? Whether the wind gone, in the vast sea of faces, and continued an affair?
Look at your face, look at your dancing posture, I want to be drunk in the dream of love, dreams, the sun too dazzling, irradiation blurred my eyes, this moment, I awake from my dream, you are cold wave leave, so, I am afraid the glare of the sun, like a person in the midnight, looking at the light on, rely on the lonely on the edge of the bed, then the mind will tell you facewashdark.
Where you are, we may always unable to meet, in the moonlight is bright in the night sky, let me again for you to write an article about the Red Road, have I?? they figure.
Loneliness sultry, whether you go after I become a more humble? Wandering in the old world, in the street, I love alone to find you, I know you have been away from the bustling city, maybe this walk, just let Miss with a trace of sadness, I am reluctant to part with this street, because here have we met the beautiful, here we hand farewell, all too beautiful but also a little sad, I reluctantly waved farewell this sad City, maybe one day, we will meet in the city, don't you!
And who will save your face, who will care you are lonely, who will read your beauty; you elegant long hair, soft shadow, but still linger in my world, quietly, quietly, to experience the initial aesthetic when everything after all in a quiet, then meet the story is so everything? When the familiar numbers, may become a bunch of scattered numbers, how to put together all?? is futile, because no one who is deeply, and you just take me as your lonely harbor. Remember too much, but the memory of it seems so long, if no one ever had who are familiar with, then I think it wouldn't be too sadVery high hill.
A period of extraordinary beautiful, but now grown be thrown into a panic mind chapter thereon so down for you, the past, but I still hard temporarily, the world has said and heartbroken, but I would rather go hand in hand with you is, so far, I still survive?? thanks, thanks to the world and let me learn what is called" forever".
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Show a stretch as far as eye can see the green
The sky was pure, no allegory fairy tale, I don't see two different dream: why can mix together, just know?? you soft eyes inch penetrated my chest. You came to me, or, I walk to face you, walking in the sweet dream, a faint attachment, a watch, awakened the beauty of millennium. The unknown outcome, but have forgotten what a start. Happy couple, also miss stars in漟栱厝俥 an unbroken line, tears, smiles, in many a sleepless night. Miss you, miss you, miss you in Tianshui river that end to read you, read you, read you in the burning sun mysterious sunset, interdependent figure, long, long, mounted on the ancient long years, always quiet, always quiet, never grow old. Clouds from ancient flying, like a beautiful butterfly, windy days, such as your body of tobaccoofficialのブログ. Cry and laugh and song, song, however there is no wind to help you understand me, I fear nothing temptation, but I can't stand this world without end in the yearning, another door will close the moment, I walked into the? To?. Wait, wait, a misty rain Qi fans dream, waiting for the millennium, just for the day! A gentle I love you, wild hair finger crossing, the pure vision, finally a brilliant shine on you like mind. Love B, sweet hold my sweet, sleep at ease梅雨季. The road goes on, dream on, I am happy to run, run in the happy fragrance in the faint B, countless red bean, bit by bit stream through the seasons! Love on the road, I wish we will fly 夢のメロディー! - 支持中英、中日在线互译
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