2009年02月16日
The mermaid's love
The mermaid's love
In " mermaid Princess ", the princess is looking at one's own loved person's sweet dreamland, has turned into the foam gradually with a smile ...
Remember writing a word in the past: If I to construct witch child of magic, will disappear what that disappear because of shedding tears, then, now, how well to disappear and disappear ...
Always think that is the world not very realistic, but love my deep believing this ending not very realistic all the time of the children's story deeply. Go through all sorts of tribulation, even cry out, even incarnation adult, bear suffering and pain taking one steps each time, even dancing lightly for him with the tiptoe of pain, she will not regret falling in love with the prince yet, though she have reason that can turn round, but because love let her hesitate, lose life come, help loved happiness of person. See once, I will cry, love because of that copy, I far greater than that of she in unattainable love, however, if some choose, I pay all of mine for my once family will not have worry at alling, including love.
A good and unrealistic thing, but sometimes still will imagine oneself is the protagonist of the story, the love that may be vigorous, vigorous death, tribulation, agony, the tears are so distressed and petty and low in front of love and person that does not love
Turn foam, sky rise, turn cloud into, incarnation succeed rain, lower in human world, evaporate and then, even move in circles again, can still see the happiness of loved people, see every day's Chaoyang rise to drop from the west from the east, it is a kind of happiness too.
So, if one day, you have found your happiness, then I go all out, I help your happiness, even if I know the regret, even if I will shed tears, even if I will become a foam and disappear in your life, it is enough if let me know what you would crossed very well.
I yearn for the bright blue sea, because there is a mermaids who becomes the foam Princess there, there is spray seething, there are pure and beautiful feelings, there is love of perfection, there are miss and concern for a long time.
[Editor: Heart of frost ice of Iraq ]
In " mermaid Princess ", the princess is looking at one's own loved person's sweet dreamland, has turned into the foam gradually with a smile ...
Remember writing a word in the past: If I to construct witch child of magic, will disappear what that disappear because of shedding tears, then, now, how well to disappear and disappear ...
Always think that is the world not very realistic, but love my deep believing this ending not very realistic all the time of the children's story deeply. Go through all sorts of tribulation, even cry out, even incarnation adult, bear suffering and pain taking one steps each time, even dancing lightly for him with the tiptoe of pain, she will not regret falling in love with the prince yet, though she have reason that can turn round, but because love let her hesitate, lose life come, help loved happiness of person. See once, I will cry, love because of that copy, I far greater than that of she in unattainable love, however, if some choose, I pay all of mine for my once family will not have worry at alling, including love.
A good and unrealistic thing, but sometimes still will imagine oneself is the protagonist of the story, the love that may be vigorous, vigorous death, tribulation, agony, the tears are so distressed and petty and low in front of love and person that does not love
Turn foam, sky rise, turn cloud into, incarnation succeed rain, lower in human world, evaporate and then, even move in circles again, can still see the happiness of loved people, see every day's Chaoyang rise to drop from the west from the east, it is a kind of happiness too.
So, if one day, you have found your happiness, then I go all out, I help your happiness, even if I know the regret, even if I will shed tears, even if I will become a foam and disappear in your life, it is enough if let me know what you would crossed very well.
I yearn for the bright blue sea, because there is a mermaids who becomes the foam Princess there, there is spray seething, there are pure and beautiful feelings, there is love of perfection, there are miss and concern for a long time.
[Editor: Heart of frost ice of Iraq ]
2008年12月03日
The dusk becomes the picture
The dusk becomes the picture
It seems that the dark is just over five o'clock earlier, dark on day in late autumn in the North, the road is full of the rate of traffic flow of the crowd who makes a return journey hurriedly.
By time to come off duty, but already idle. That suitable very ripe way, has turned in one and another corners, fashionlifefrom this crossing where travel around street is familiar with together downwards. Let attention flying away carelessly, by car being slowly to go around street of the dusk, either needn't worry, way to still fault, near or far.
Will reach the small courtyard that lives soon, but the one that does not want early belongs to home. Lean the car against the street, stop to look at the transient stream of people. Everything under the dusk seems dim, the street outside window is like a picture scroll, but have nothing to do with me, that is one world without me.
Perhaps, each body has a lonely soul. Who knows those transient crowds at this moment, will also be missing something, there is their way head, where should the direction of life go. Whose someone you are, someone is my someone. You are the transient guest who I passed each other, I am just the passerby who you never looked out for. This world is so big, but I can not find a reason that can tell. Want how much way does it pass by, could find the road to suit oneself, want what 's people does it pass by, could be meeting oneself and seeking the person that is waiting for.
Unconsciously, the street lamp in the street has been already bright. The orange street light is throwing both sides of the street, is distributing the warm romantic breath. Have remembered, when being young, like going around in the train platform in mid-night most, the oblique and oblique one relies on and is done in that stalwart column. See train among orange orange lights, penetrate thick dim light of night, come on, go also, the crowd in the carriage is from head to foot. When being young, I wonder sorrow, love think crowd people go. Now, take it in the car alone, looks in dusk life of outside the window, are like too picturesquly.
Street of dusk, the leaf already wandering trunk, a reticent one stand under street lamp. See through the orange light, skinny trunk, winding branch, has not seen indistinctly clearly yet, there are no speeches like the lonely child in silence, other style that seem is forlorn.
See through orange street light, either far or near group of buildings, what time it will be three light. That or a little yellow or milky white light sees through the window such as pairs of eyes confused. Perhaps, behind every window, all have warm and happy households. Perhaps, it is she or he that is looking forward to the coming back of good people. But happy to have who knows everybody have one book, book story see how realize oneself right away.
In dusk for late autumn, like, sit street, think the dusk to succeed the picture in life alone.
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It seems that the dark is just over five o'clock earlier, dark on day in late autumn in the North, the road is full of the rate of traffic flow of the crowd who makes a return journey hurriedly.
By time to come off duty, but already idle. That suitable very ripe way, has turned in one and another corners, fashionlifefrom this crossing where travel around street is familiar with together downwards. Let attention flying away carelessly, by car being slowly to go around street of the dusk, either needn't worry, way to still fault, near or far.
Will reach the small courtyard that lives soon, but the one that does not want early belongs to home. Lean the car against the street, stop to look at the transient stream of people. Everything under the dusk seems dim, the street outside window is like a picture scroll, but have nothing to do with me, that is one world without me.
Perhaps, each body has a lonely soul. Who knows those transient crowds at this moment, will also be missing something, there is their way head, where should the direction of life go. Whose someone you are, someone is my someone. You are the transient guest who I passed each other, I am just the passerby who you never looked out for. This world is so big, but I can not find a reason that can tell. Want how much way does it pass by, could find the road to suit oneself, want what 's people does it pass by, could be meeting oneself and seeking the person that is waiting for.
Unconsciously, the street lamp in the street has been already bright. The orange street light is throwing both sides of the street, is distributing the warm romantic breath. Have remembered, when being young, like going around in the train platform in mid-night most, the oblique and oblique one relies on and is done in that stalwart column. See train among orange orange lights, penetrate thick dim light of night, come on, go also, the crowd in the carriage is from head to foot. When being young, I wonder sorrow, love think crowd people go. Now, take it in the car alone, looks in dusk life of outside the window, are like too picturesquly.
Street of dusk, the leaf already wandering trunk, a reticent one stand under street lamp. See through the orange light, skinny trunk, winding branch, has not seen indistinctly clearly yet, there are no speeches like the lonely child in silence, other style that seem is forlorn.
See through orange street light, either far or near group of buildings, what time it will be three light. That or a little yellow or milky white light sees through the window such as pairs of eyes confused. Perhaps, behind every window, all have warm and happy households. Perhaps, it is she or he that is looking forward to the coming back of good people. But happy to have who knows everybody have one book, book story see how realize oneself right away.
In dusk for late autumn, like, sit street, think the dusk to succeed the picture in life alone.
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2008年12月03日
Color of grass one childhood
Color of grass one childhood
Everybody has childhood, most people's childhood are all spent in happiness. That American human relations shines beautifully, innocent and pure, the simple and honest and lovely smiling face just skims over our brain as showing the film, that anecdote for childhood aftertaste, stand up carefree and leisurely, can let you to be full of thoughts definitely more or less. You will find your corner of the mouth raised the smile in childhood again at this moment, it is our playmate in childhood when being young; Childhood became the toy that we can not lose after growing up; Childhood became the luxury goods that we collected after being old. Will you ask what kind of color is childhood can perhaps?
Standing up slowly of grass on the bank of the river, put on the green and lush hair of one layer for that yellow yellow slight slope, whom those wind that make can't help stroke gently; Water rising, standing up stealthily, until young woman in village beat cheerful wrench movement waist of the beat to wash garment, let that fly into and fly in the place that the sparrow under has not stopped for a rest on a walking tour.
Two or three little boys are chasing and catching playing, seem in the afternoon it is their world on that warm sandy beach. It lay oneself out just ones that look like that have unrestrained horses little,is it tired to lie at soft grass to run here and there at, looking up at the blue sky, that plane flying over from the remotest places of detailed and detailed number, illusion which day oneself even can go the sky hover.
When does it know, several silly boy getting mere buttock wind crown of the head wind crown of the head run into that clear river, one stand up, disappear getting green water that, such happiness how cover up, live in those to be sad?
Childhood and the childhood in color such as grass, melodious Chinese fiddle sound that full of grass hillside of color.
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Everybody has childhood, most people's childhood are all spent in happiness. That American human relations shines beautifully, innocent and pure, the simple and honest and lovely smiling face just skims over our brain as showing the film, that anecdote for childhood aftertaste, stand up carefree and leisurely, can let you to be full of thoughts definitely more or less. You will find your corner of the mouth raised the smile in childhood again at this moment, it is our playmate in childhood when being young; Childhood became the toy that we can not lose after growing up; Childhood became the luxury goods that we collected after being old. Will you ask what kind of color is childhood can perhaps?
Standing up slowly of grass on the bank of the river, put on the green and lush hair of one layer for that yellow yellow slight slope, whom those wind that make can't help stroke gently; Water rising, standing up stealthily, until young woman in village beat cheerful wrench movement waist of the beat to wash garment, let that fly into and fly in the place that the sparrow under has not stopped for a rest on a walking tour.
Two or three little boys are chasing and catching playing, seem in the afternoon it is their world on that warm sandy beach. It lay oneself out just ones that look like that have unrestrained horses little,is it tired to lie at soft grass to run here and there at, looking up at the blue sky, that plane flying over from the remotest places of detailed and detailed number, illusion which day oneself even can go the sky hover.
When does it know, several silly boy getting mere buttock wind crown of the head wind crown of the head run into that clear river, one stand up, disappear getting green water that, such happiness how cover up, live in those to be sad?
Childhood and the childhood in color such as grass, melodious Chinese fiddle sound that full of grass hillside of color.
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