At the time of the loneliness, do not discuss the love
02:13, 2008-Sep-1
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At the time of the loneliness, do not discuss the love
Tonight, if the figure is light wisps of of smoke go lightly slowly, it seems to be the sad sigh by your lip; Like day and operation from days of old of moon, reflect each other; Now pitch-dark sky, and this oneself walking all the way, operate it in the uncanny sea of faces of cloud wave, simple and clean!
Deep again in autumn, go to the spotlight, a party happy together stepping on thick fallen leaves, because of your smile, wanted to depend on suddenly, at this moment; Really want to make the small fish of the homeland that year, swim in the happy sea. And distance that familiar with, who it is and, read aloud the love with the verse not so ripe?
The scenery at a distance, can also dream of because of this being innocent and walk all the way, winding, getting sadly beautiful perfect match, but the cold Lie's ßz's regret unexpectedly. Delicate without fastidiousness, defeated by heavy load. Face it like this; The inspiration is lost, but the place to get up in the wind, leave and have one's bosom filled with poetic and pictorial splendor emptily.
A beautiful scenery, open the heart wide; Even if is beautiful, but now, and disappear ownly to the limit oneself, have to choose to let everything disappear again the fallen leaves to autumn. If not that mirror, the secret which can't be you hidden? That is a kind of thing that can't be described, and the deepest reaction in the heart of hearts? And that surprised different laughing at nobody and is replaced? Like this melancholy word, all nobody replace the same all the time!
Or grow up in the remote mountains, does not know worldly wisdom well
The scenery has no track to always make a return journey, you that meet like tonight, if should be talked about you would not talk about, or should continue silence oneself?Mud pumps Gold Price Electronic Manufacturing timer software Subcontract Pcb Assembly WinSmart Contracting legenda interior Co And the storm which people can not always escape, it is undoubtedly a kind of result to miss. To lose, choose leave, directly, want to a without hesitation one originally, expect dream but own and broken. What can keep here later? After until lowering the curtain, happy just in hands originally, but had no way of holding. Left out ownly that at yesterday drenching many years later, that predestined pile of fictitious warmth, also attract!
Now; Is it looked down at that OK this eyes? And the love is beautiful like the sugar-coat, full of glamour of luring?
The eastern first rays of the morning sun, time leaks to the limit, when several degrees of prediction of a person's luck in a given year are red, you that met waning in the lights. Dodder along, after the many years, meet again, have no way of speech. And dark dusk such as fog such as rain, can only with to burst forth firework, put out with firework interest. The journey that you are beautiful, too many gaps, present in mutual meeting by chance helplessly finally. Had understood that will disappear some day oneself, showed clearly, hinted all, said good-bye to repeated abolishing in vain, and you why bother waste again?
The setting sun take, you more and more right to leave away, stand in here staying first-class a period of time, it goes to be and familiar with and people of footpath between fields that far. Thought what stepped on so to individual character tried to go south by driving the chariot north and making up, and reason was distorted and really satirized, " drip tea set " also So estranged that can't dredge any more. Even so; But turn penniless night finally. The ground is long on wide day, have never changed, and extravagant for me?
Outside the window, fallen leaves are still elegant, getting lonely, all the way, saw tomorrow's wind and snow indistinctly, even if gaudy if peaches and plums, quick-witted and remakable, men's clothing dress up on ordinary days, how about also? A few words, the incapability is replaced, only reserve for transparent fallen leaves. Even if the ends of the earth, may be covered, only keep to season finally.
Often live and think in the sea, lost in the sea of faces. And people live for all one's life, it is originally town personages, humorous and funny, ignorant, even so; Only buy oneself in a palm graveyard finally, bury and make the affairs of human life to turn to dust and ashes, bury the awkward predicament. By contrast, the sons and younger brothers of those rich family, live a distinguished and admirable and dissolute life, waste life! And one's own hopeless tear, only reserve for the dream mark!
When the empty star dust of the same day is like the floating clouds, therefore began hard life. The thin snow brandishes in the wind, it is difficult and arduous to fly over a series of like the cigarette. Hope that so as to let him make a living away from home alone, in the trials and hardship is wandering, grows the emotional stories of destiny and love-hate relationship demonstrating the person of flowing rhythm. It goes all out to be although result that I take, act as ballad to leave behind moonlight, hover in one's ear, the heart of that Quan, can only leave the tears to you. The autumn wind is carried away elegantly, at this moment; True to still sigh, pass by the years for many years, only leave the miserable tears and gradation zone strange smiling at Ye finally. Disperse to straight youth, remember that year meet scene is sorry in these years, does nothing happen?
Lie under the night wind, the familiar bank dyke, or that is full of Qinghai-Tibet Plateau of the conditions and customs of foreign lands, azure grass is green, vast and boundless, fires the imagination, and the life of such scenery, still go through the wind, go through the rain. Withered grass already green in bottom of heart late autumn, when being thick with the fumes of gunpowder as commercial struggle, or so absurd that involve in one surreptitious love that deceive each other hate feeling of the hatred involuntarily so too in future "What then the firework is carved is bright, so simple and happy, how to exclaim? "
Probably pass by others, but must try to make a good showing for this life well. Wave and wave, enjoy a trip to each at this point "The tree peony is in bloom all over the courtyard, spring agree on full TianXing of February, but have no way of other people's witnessing? " Spread all over inverted image to the straight fireworks, only there is bird's sound that strike broken dreamland, needn't also say with feeling! Take away and hold tiredly, leave and sigh over with feeling!
Maos of throat sheath stamen, and who ask flower this poisonous?
The sparkling and crystal-clear heart no longer, float, die as fallen leaf, everything it loses to be originally plain youth only once. When people are lonely, always fall into the gloomy swirl, it is happy to sweep away, numb to understanding how to dodge, just as full TianXing drops it into sea, and where should again that heart banished go? Fall into desperate valley bottom, give a slim chance of survival, leave any leeway, heart injure completely enough again?
In crowd's sea, the trials and hardship looks forward to the wind clearly, the neon is incessant, and the beginning of one day that come in the night
The car window of the next stop, as the wind skims over this city, and use one's own life way, how insists on the loneliness sometimes, the one's own worry? All these are and so helpless as to reserve for crowd's lonely shade. All is rotated calmly, all stand calmly, the ice-cold picture is frightened in a silk to float, the food and clothing quilt is dispersed for everything, or; Just make oneself uneasy.
One word one tears, cigarette ash fly to, kill, station one, station one bring sad to go down all the way, and you needn't participate in again, fly to the distant place, abandon me to frank world
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