Summer.
In the evening, I went to the lake walk Guangxi.
As always Guihu still lying on the, take it lightly with, not because of the harassment of visitors and have the slightest annoyance, like the demure elegance, like the cool calm.
Looking at a lake Bik, no matter how anxious you are, how restless, the heart will gradually calm down and let the thoughts fly, allowing the shuttle back and let the memories go of some uncertain again, came and went.
Away from the hustle and bustle, I quietly walk, a pool of lotus leaves around it will come quietly, a piece of green bark, like diarrhea of the spring, swing in the breeze out of layers of waves, give birth again and chill.
Excitedly to see the newly sprung several flower lotus, carrying a tie down Song, comes from the ancient ford, between the leaves alone, Kingston, do not worry is fear. I looked again I hope, the total can not bear to look away, as if it were seen for a long-lost friends, long familiar concept in mind, as has been cordial.
Trance, I saw you, look for a ray of subtle fragrance, supporting a green pole, since the water came, soulful smile, when I was about to call you, but nowhere to be found.
Who are you? Why is the total uncertainty at a time into my heart, only a Yudi easily on the wind in the Tang style, wind the Song Yun, lingering in the wind and loads of singing flowers swaying the heart to do the United States?
Is boat which leaves only the spring is not set containing Why worry?
Grip breeze, I searching, and you just aloof, smiling, speechless.
Finally, the night hit, Xiao-Feng Fu month.
Fragmented mind, converging fragmented text, greets into tears, Tang Chu winding river.
So, thinking bunch, horizontal in the water, people are lonely.
His back, it reminds me of a waxing crescent one night last year, you face a lake blue water, the letter I Yinchu a poem:
Body, lake walk
Shadow, Spirit Lake under
Wind side of catkins, bent sickle
Do not seem so light
Moon Lake is just that
Anxious sky
Lake as a mirror
Has had a wave of evil
Stretch can not, in brings tears torture
Soon as frightened Ming
Subsolar the evening
I exclaimed endless for your whim, you do advocate self-written name for the poem: night stand.
You laugh, but where's marriage, then where's the edge?
Heart health, such as you and me!
......
That love that scene is still vivid in my mind, only this time want to come but if the rising crescent eyes, elusive, makes lips remain melancholy air.
Like a Song singing, sad only is the soul.
Command to the very mysterious miss, I rush to move forward, but that spring, then south, the young, is still firmly in the chase came to me again and again display poetic.
So, really looking forward to, in a dusk copies courtyard unlatched, the wind, you like a track peach dream, people pretty smile ......
Since then, students, lakeside walk; death, the soul under the lake.
2010年8月12日星期四
2010年7月28日星期三
I of favor
1 /
Vincent Fang Xie Na letter pairs, and I alone remember the scroll reads, "I, pet."
Surplus in the eyelashes were tears feeling.
Fang Wenshan television, talking is not particularly fluent, shy shy nervous, do not see is that talented poet.
Wrote the lyrics in addition to Lin Xi, I like Vincent Fang.
Vincent Fang's words, like a beautiful picture, full of rich Chinese style, some assessment of his word, "poetry is also the word, the word also has poems." I often drunk in his words of do not want to wake up.
Vincent Fang has 78 kinds of home decoration style, his friends said, into his home have a sense of split personality, such as living room or the old corner grocery store in Taiwan, while the floor is Mediterranean, the wallpaper is the Greek style, There are dazzling star head, the bedroom is like an old factory, covered with the license plate numbers collected. The practice of arbitrary and as such, also is a kind of pet in their own way. He said the feeling you want to achieve in mind, two years for the three designers. Final shape of the room, every corner of the style though is so dissonant, can get together but not surprised, just as word of his general, described a variety of things together to take for granted.
2 /
Once I would like to be pet, make a small woman.
Although I will Xiong Baba threat, fast D speaking, I am neither an angel in your mouth, not you agree if the answer hit you.
So I always failed when the threat of hearing over and over again you are my angel.
So I always over and over again the words of their own to intercede.
So I learned to pamper themselves with a variety of ways. Skin care, beauty, music, books, TV, snacks.
3 /
When ready to cook the dinner, saw the sky clouds red like fire.
They took the camera to take pictures roof.
Think of a child learned the lesson, Huoshao Yun is so yourselves.
At this point in the sky, as people could not tell the night or dawn.
Vincent Fang Xie Na letter pairs, and I alone remember the scroll reads, "I, pet."
Surplus in the eyelashes were tears feeling.
Fang Wenshan television, talking is not particularly fluent, shy shy nervous, do not see is that talented poet.
Wrote the lyrics in addition to Lin Xi, I like Vincent Fang.
Vincent Fang's words, like a beautiful picture, full of rich Chinese style, some assessment of his word, "poetry is also the word, the word also has poems." I often drunk in his words of do not want to wake up.
Vincent Fang has 78 kinds of home decoration style, his friends said, into his home have a sense of split personality, such as living room or the old corner grocery store in Taiwan, while the floor is Mediterranean, the wallpaper is the Greek style, There are dazzling star head, the bedroom is like an old factory, covered with the license plate numbers collected. The practice of arbitrary and as such, also is a kind of pet in their own way. He said the feeling you want to achieve in mind, two years for the three designers. Final shape of the room, every corner of the style though is so dissonant, can get together but not surprised, just as word of his general, described a variety of things together to take for granted.
2 /
Once I would like to be pet, make a small woman.
Although I will Xiong Baba threat, fast D speaking, I am neither an angel in your mouth, not you agree if the answer hit you.
So I always failed when the threat of hearing over and over again you are my angel.
So I always over and over again the words of their own to intercede.
So I learned to pamper themselves with a variety of ways. Skin care, beauty, music, books, TV, snacks.
3 /
When ready to cook the dinner, saw the sky clouds red like fire.
They took the camera to take pictures roof.
Think of a child learned the lesson, Huoshao Yun is so yourselves.
At this point in the sky, as people could not tell the night or dawn.
I think you like me
Every few days I will wash clothes, T-shirt with the laundry bag will be good, when the washing machine when I turn the TV or the Internet.
I like the washed clothes drying in the sun after a very clean taste, the smell is very reassuring.
I like to see Kangxi come and Happy Camp, like the entertainment in this heartless creature in laughter.
I get up every day, stepping on to the BUS station point I want to sit in the car, the time just to go to work when playing cards.
I do not like to stay nails, but their total length fast.
I do not like to buy nail polish Apply nail polish is also very small.
I will draw all kinds of flower nail, and I know how to nail care.
I like the clean room, but I often get in the mess room.
In the mess room, I still can accurately find out I wear the clothes, accessories to match.
I do not like to drink milk, like yogurt or soy milk. I do not eat frogs, do not eat strange animal.
I hate people who are thin or too fat, skinny boys in particular.
I will not drink water before bed will meticulously wash with cleanser, toner flutter, EA eye gel, Biotherm's Eye, then Cream and Night Cream, hand cream and then squeeze the hand off point light tone alarm clock to sleep.
I will work with a little liquid foundation, makeup overturned in time I will outline their eyebrows eyebrow pencil, eyebrow lot of people say I look good.
I think he is very gentle, but I would be angry too often a bad temper.
I think sometimes his very patient, able to endure loneliness. But I also often a time when soaring in the lonely cry.
My geographical knowledge generally, but many people regard me as a planet know all.
My history has been very good to back out of a history book on all the chapters and general content, but I do not remember the year.
I like the small town, because enough security, not get lost, I have a Luchi.
I have motion sickness, but will not gradually, after many years.
I rarely buy books and rarely read books, always read many times over and over again to see some of the books.
I often because of a movie or a book, a song in tears.
I will be very attentive to walk in the imagination, rarely look at passers-by to see beautiful women more than look handsome.
I like fluffy toys and cotton candy, can refuse to buy their own.
I keep a green carrot for several weeks but will not remember changing the water.
I like Lux shampoo bath milk and fragrance, as well as Clairol. I will bee flower conditioner.
I am sad to do anything or do nothing and let the sadness too slowly.
When I cross the street often do not see the traffic lights, I often make their way in heavy traffic in the lack of progress.
I've done a lot of black and white photo, I painted many paintings, I collect a lot of beautiful stationery.
I sometimes like to use words to talk, sometimes I like to say that the exultant.
I do not like to drink, especially beer, but sometimes drink alcohol, drink the perfect person dizzy.
I sometimes ruthless easily happy.
I sometimes like to say ruthless.
I sometimes ruthless pamper themselves, sometimes so that my mind beyond redemption.
I think I am not the only weirdo in this world, there is always a people like me.
Although we never met, but you know I feel.
I like the washed clothes drying in the sun after a very clean taste, the smell is very reassuring.
I like to see Kangxi come and Happy Camp, like the entertainment in this heartless creature in laughter.
I get up every day, stepping on to the BUS station point I want to sit in the car, the time just to go to work when playing cards.
I do not like to stay nails, but their total length fast.
I do not like to buy nail polish Apply nail polish is also very small.
I will draw all kinds of flower nail, and I know how to nail care.
I like the clean room, but I often get in the mess room.
In the mess room, I still can accurately find out I wear the clothes, accessories to match.
I do not like to drink milk, like yogurt or soy milk. I do not eat frogs, do not eat strange animal.
I hate people who are thin or too fat, skinny boys in particular.
I will not drink water before bed will meticulously wash with cleanser, toner flutter, EA eye gel, Biotherm's Eye, then Cream and Night Cream, hand cream and then squeeze the hand off point light tone alarm clock to sleep.
I will work with a little liquid foundation, makeup overturned in time I will outline their eyebrows eyebrow pencil, eyebrow lot of people say I look good.
I think he is very gentle, but I would be angry too often a bad temper.
I think sometimes his very patient, able to endure loneliness. But I also often a time when soaring in the lonely cry.
My geographical knowledge generally, but many people regard me as a planet know all.
My history has been very good to back out of a history book on all the chapters and general content, but I do not remember the year.
I like the small town, because enough security, not get lost, I have a Luchi.
I have motion sickness, but will not gradually, after many years.
I rarely buy books and rarely read books, always read many times over and over again to see some of the books.
I often because of a movie or a book, a song in tears.
I will be very attentive to walk in the imagination, rarely look at passers-by to see beautiful women more than look handsome.
I like fluffy toys and cotton candy, can refuse to buy their own.
I keep a green carrot for several weeks but will not remember changing the water.
I like Lux shampoo bath milk and fragrance, as well as Clairol. I will bee flower conditioner.
I am sad to do anything or do nothing and let the sadness too slowly.
When I cross the street often do not see the traffic lights, I often make their way in heavy traffic in the lack of progress.
I've done a lot of black and white photo, I painted many paintings, I collect a lot of beautiful stationery.
I sometimes like to use words to talk, sometimes I like to say that the exultant.
I do not like to drink, especially beer, but sometimes drink alcohol, drink the perfect person dizzy.
I sometimes ruthless easily happy.
I sometimes like to say ruthless.
I sometimes ruthless pamper themselves, sometimes so that my mind beyond redemption.
I think I am not the only weirdo in this world, there is always a people like me.
Although we never met, but you know I feel.
I know you're sad
Ching Ming Gu Yu Lixia Xiaoman time such as water slides fingertips, the days have flashed by in the busy, ever feel that time is so fast. Sometimes I do not ride after work, listen to songs from the company has been to the house. Less than half an hour's distance, the total and unfettered mind to many things, but opened the door immediately silent, forget that he wanted to.
Saturday is still watching when the Happy Camp, jolin interview, hear "I know you're sad."
Suddenly a bear in mind, I know you're sad, but you know I can not before?
Summer came, the hillsides are green clouds blossoming, kapok tree tree seems even more green in the summer. As the sunny room, the evening always hot. When cooking in the kitchen suddenly miss the text, hot weather and my appetite will be very good, small bowl containing only a little bit of rice, soup is the meal folder ordering Hekou. The year before last summer, and cultural together, and their room is cool, open all doors and windows in the room where the sea breeze spread disaster. We drink in the evening, eat HOT's Duck Neck, eating homemade fried river snail, eating roast pork bought crossing, but this big bowl to drink the day I eat meat only miss one another for years, we can not like the old days together.
Time is always ahead so Hong Hong rumbling away. Mo duo asked why I write.
I did not answer her, side-tracked by other topics soon. Mo duo's name makes me think of one of my ID, River flowers.
I always said that a one of a mood, many of my ID secretly filled with so many words I can not say the mood.
This is a summer afternoon, I sat in front of blowing fans pounding the computer keyboard. Duo said I was a silent loneliness of the man, who is also the case for her. Apart from work every day, is watching television, will be on a small network, doing housework, and then sleep. My life has been so often someone will call two years ago, send information about me to the bar, but rejected several times, it is not mentioned. I have a very regular life, such as a person has hope, as, with a very regular life.
Some say the eyes of many travelers, the meaning of travel is to experience different lives.
I am standing still in the days of long, long limbs, stiff already. Jane wanted to go every holiday time, a year ago in the Hong Kong and Taiwan to see the scenery of shooting film aspires. Really decided to go to, and been some of the Internet Travel fetched lost interest. I was not upheld, and many would say things very easily give up, but there are many things, I too insisted.
I am after all from the reckless behavior of the day was far and can not think of where they are going to go, but they want to go to Phoenix in silence, and most would like, or back to Lijiang, tarry looking inn, everyday reading trance, sun, sleep, do not call, quiet a period of time, who do not know me, I do not know who can talk, can not speak, you can laugh, you can cry.
I would like to mind always needs a quiet corner of the mind in full bloom, but I also need to have a corner to bloom themselves.
Write once, just for the record fleeting bits and pieces in the mood.
Sometimes fall in love with the written word of their own, Wen Wan Anjing, tirelessly speaking to his mind, and life more often than the written word to the noise.
Pork on a skewer bear the most painful place to uphold the use of the most beautiful way of dressing, and I insist, the most beautiful words to give the best years.
Pork on a skewer wounded bear would hide in the most beautiful place, remember the good times had.
I am sorry, and will write some words, learning pork on a skewer a bear, I believe that the sadness will disappear to write down, write down the happiness will come true.
Trees that people are gentle, no matter how despicable the world to you, not your fault, some bright dark back.
I know you're sad, and you.
Saturday is still watching when the Happy Camp, jolin interview, hear "I know you're sad."
Suddenly a bear in mind, I know you're sad, but you know I can not before?
Summer came, the hillsides are green clouds blossoming, kapok tree tree seems even more green in the summer. As the sunny room, the evening always hot. When cooking in the kitchen suddenly miss the text, hot weather and my appetite will be very good, small bowl containing only a little bit of rice, soup is the meal folder ordering Hekou. The year before last summer, and cultural together, and their room is cool, open all doors and windows in the room where the sea breeze spread disaster. We drink in the evening, eat HOT's Duck Neck, eating homemade fried river snail, eating roast pork bought crossing, but this big bowl to drink the day I eat meat only miss one another for years, we can not like the old days together.
Time is always ahead so Hong Hong rumbling away. Mo duo asked why I write.
I did not answer her, side-tracked by other topics soon. Mo duo's name makes me think of one of my ID, River flowers.
I always said that a one of a mood, many of my ID secretly filled with so many words I can not say the mood.
This is a summer afternoon, I sat in front of blowing fans pounding the computer keyboard. Duo said I was a silent loneliness of the man, who is also the case for her. Apart from work every day, is watching television, will be on a small network, doing housework, and then sleep. My life has been so often someone will call two years ago, send information about me to the bar, but rejected several times, it is not mentioned. I have a very regular life, such as a person has hope, as, with a very regular life.
Some say the eyes of many travelers, the meaning of travel is to experience different lives.
I am standing still in the days of long, long limbs, stiff already. Jane wanted to go every holiday time, a year ago in the Hong Kong and Taiwan to see the scenery of shooting film aspires. Really decided to go to, and been some of the Internet Travel fetched lost interest. I was not upheld, and many would say things very easily give up, but there are many things, I too insisted.
I am after all from the reckless behavior of the day was far and can not think of where they are going to go, but they want to go to Phoenix in silence, and most would like, or back to Lijiang, tarry looking inn, everyday reading trance, sun, sleep, do not call, quiet a period of time, who do not know me, I do not know who can talk, can not speak, you can laugh, you can cry.
I would like to mind always needs a quiet corner of the mind in full bloom, but I also need to have a corner to bloom themselves.
Write once, just for the record fleeting bits and pieces in the mood.
Sometimes fall in love with the written word of their own, Wen Wan Anjing, tirelessly speaking to his mind, and life more often than the written word to the noise.
Pork on a skewer bear the most painful place to uphold the use of the most beautiful way of dressing, and I insist, the most beautiful words to give the best years.
Pork on a skewer wounded bear would hide in the most beautiful place, remember the good times had.
I am sorry, and will write some words, learning pork on a skewer a bear, I believe that the sadness will disappear to write down, write down the happiness will come true.
Trees that people are gentle, no matter how despicable the world to you, not your fault, some bright dark back.
I know you're sad, and you.
Forget the past, courageously forward
Summer, I love to wear a skirt. Cotton material, with a white T-shirt and sandals, hair length and waist, I like the dress sense of gentle stroking my ankle, I feel spoiled. Osmanthus small town fast in June has been opened, there Magnolia. One evening in the central district who brought me up several flower, on the palms of the smell of greed, which is home fragrance. Magnolia is the original home of huangjuezhen orchids, orchid and jasmine huangjuezhen open during the season, the streets always some people with white dress with a string of selling. Button in the clothes bought on line, so clothes are smoked on the aroma.
Always some taste, a smell will make me think of home.
Such as Magnolia, such as rape, such as the cell in the window of a house floating out of watercress flavor. Sometimes so miss all of the family, the doctrine that miss, I am still far away in the field working, living, busy. I said when it will be a family forever, think of it hurts a piece of.
Days, rain.
A whole world of white, late next year's typhoon, rain scarce prior years. When it rains, even if an umbrella would be wet.
Angel come to me one day shopping, told me the second day she got married, found a shop to sit down to eat, listen to her through the vent, said her mother how, in the future how. I Yaran to right. Many things more complicated than imagined, I am not do not know, but do not want to know, know what? angel all know, but it is only resolute into steel.
Old friends, many have married and had children. Will inevitably fall into the family's forced marriage, the second time impatience, broke up. Sometimes something forced on the impasse, the Federation could not tell disappointed heart or despair, then is Lengran smile, thinking they could do nothing when it comes to die.
On several occasions, really will feel Why do some simple things can have so many arguments, I do not want to dispute, sometimes uncontrollably, sometimes deliberately wayward. Text in the quiet beauty, the face of earthly troubles also are unable to bear the time and would like the years of stability, but the overall push by the reality again and again.
I have been very sorry registered a lot of ID, because I think that 11 written off, how much trouble.
There was a time, just leave, just not to be known, I just want to forget you, or let you forget me. I think I have died, many years later, there was also sadness are gone, your life to continue, I am not sad to live without joy unknown life.
Said, time has quietly force.
I also have in the years to come gradually changing, and occasionally have mood swings are capable of regulating themselves over the face of other people's sorrows and joys, to give comfort, rarely let themselves in someone else's story.
For some time to write the notes, I can not see to look at, and now I am less to keep a diary, a leather cover, this shorthand, writing more than a year, half left. Always been difficult to bear, those thoughts will be no one willing to disclose the record of 12.
I catch every evening TV, ad, or look out the window when the Internet cloud.
During the day, the sky is blue the clouds are white, at night, the sky is blue and black clouds, the vast expanse of the sky removal. Initially, I would tell people the sky looks beautiful, but others did not agree. So every time I see one day, or even specifically put down the work of the hands, across the corridor to the window over there just to look at the days. Bell says with a laugh, before she did not think the sky look good, but know me, feel that the sky is beautiful. I laughed, and these are some of the warmth of the little things, like Elaine, she said to me the letter I wrote someone else, someone wrote to me, print it out, send her a copy. She praises, saying that pigs Koyanagi really legendary people, can be warm and so many people.
I think your heart is warm, so the text will surface through the grief, I try to pass you feel the warmth. Life, so many do not always successful or defect, and we must not forget the past, bravely forward.
Always some taste, a smell will make me think of home.
Such as Magnolia, such as rape, such as the cell in the window of a house floating out of watercress flavor. Sometimes so miss all of the family, the doctrine that miss, I am still far away in the field working, living, busy. I said when it will be a family forever, think of it hurts a piece of.
Days, rain.
A whole world of white, late next year's typhoon, rain scarce prior years. When it rains, even if an umbrella would be wet.
Angel come to me one day shopping, told me the second day she got married, found a shop to sit down to eat, listen to her through the vent, said her mother how, in the future how. I Yaran to right. Many things more complicated than imagined, I am not do not know, but do not want to know, know what? angel all know, but it is only resolute into steel.
Old friends, many have married and had children. Will inevitably fall into the family's forced marriage, the second time impatience, broke up. Sometimes something forced on the impasse, the Federation could not tell disappointed heart or despair, then is Lengran smile, thinking they could do nothing when it comes to die.
On several occasions, really will feel Why do some simple things can have so many arguments, I do not want to dispute, sometimes uncontrollably, sometimes deliberately wayward. Text in the quiet beauty, the face of earthly troubles also are unable to bear the time and would like the years of stability, but the overall push by the reality again and again.
I have been very sorry registered a lot of ID, because I think that 11 written off, how much trouble.
There was a time, just leave, just not to be known, I just want to forget you, or let you forget me. I think I have died, many years later, there was also sadness are gone, your life to continue, I am not sad to live without joy unknown life.
Said, time has quietly force.
I also have in the years to come gradually changing, and occasionally have mood swings are capable of regulating themselves over the face of other people's sorrows and joys, to give comfort, rarely let themselves in someone else's story.
For some time to write the notes, I can not see to look at, and now I am less to keep a diary, a leather cover, this shorthand, writing more than a year, half left. Always been difficult to bear, those thoughts will be no one willing to disclose the record of 12.
I catch every evening TV, ad, or look out the window when the Internet cloud.
During the day, the sky is blue the clouds are white, at night, the sky is blue and black clouds, the vast expanse of the sky removal. Initially, I would tell people the sky looks beautiful, but others did not agree. So every time I see one day, or even specifically put down the work of the hands, across the corridor to the window over there just to look at the days. Bell says with a laugh, before she did not think the sky look good, but know me, feel that the sky is beautiful. I laughed, and these are some of the warmth of the little things, like Elaine, she said to me the letter I wrote someone else, someone wrote to me, print it out, send her a copy. She praises, saying that pigs Koyanagi really legendary people, can be warm and so many people.
I think your heart is warm, so the text will surface through the grief, I try to pass you feel the warmth. Life, so many do not always successful or defect, and we must not forget the past, bravely forward.
Memory
1 /
When the warm sun shining through the clouds, when me, looked up to heaven, only to find that all summer long have been. As time passed quietly, before that time to go too fast, blink of an eye, in May, has already taken in the past.
I get no time to think, although the time into thinking I would feel lonely, but still want that time to reflect, or so, will feel the time is not wasted, life is more lingering.
Looking back at times along the way all these years left text, and the light pours a transparent description of the story and the people who appear to feel the people have changed the tide for today. I look back after all, did not change the habit, though, I do not think it was no good, look back to when the road is also able to see the time of the context, uneven yet so clear.
2 /
I bought a long skirt, sandals and sunscreen, and I am waiting for a go with the island. She said that would come from the year before last has been said that this year, from May until June, in such a calm day, suddenly there will be time to get drunk. I imagine more than once we walk around the beautiful island, wet wind blew us, and we see the sunrise, watch the sunset, watching ebb and flow, may be just short of two days, we will go back to reality busy.
But look back a few years, and this is what a wonderful time.
I understand the hesitation in your heart and melancholy, only can do is laugh drunk accompanied Jun 3000 field, no complaints from the War.
3 /
Often find that I had not forgotten some people.
Some people appear to be lost in memory, but a fragment, in turn rapid recovered.
Since the way, know, forget that, but going around in circles around a big circle back.
4 /
Encounters old friends, she remembers me, and we get along on just a few days between, but when she say my name accurately that moment, I could not help laughing. A few years later, and yesterday we face are significant changes, each compliment each other and long beautiful, then silence. Strange, some insignificant details are forgotten, I still remember her and some of my remarks, I remember I saw the hero and her maid.
There are times, carving asked me, but summer.
Original in that restless summer rush, I left some of her memory.
Classmates sometimes sneak looks at old friends, there are many people I still remember the name, some people still remember the looks, but we will be sad to find that will not change things changed.
Once turned Guestbook, some people write a nickname or a nickname, and I breathed a look at, desperately in memory to retrieve them, they found brought back. Some were very good people who also have lost contact, far apart.
5 /
I am easily tempted, too easy to let herself go.
In memory of their time, I have a new understanding of them.
This is a remembrance and forgetting the world, and obviously so small, but it can put so many people.
Sometimes, if I can, I do not want to think of yesterday.
Do not think we will not all feel sorry yesterday, I am waiting to see the identity of a free outside of the classroom and see them today.
In recent years, several students know they will be organized, have all contacted me several times, can can see how.
Miss each other better.
To each other, forget themselves as itinerant.
Forget themselves from the dead, may miss to cry, to each other, but tired of the old.
6 /
Suo Ji here, I feel tired.
Just want to rest on a pillow in the arm.
After independent brothels, just off the other.
When the warm sun shining through the clouds, when me, looked up to heaven, only to find that all summer long have been. As time passed quietly, before that time to go too fast, blink of an eye, in May, has already taken in the past.
I get no time to think, although the time into thinking I would feel lonely, but still want that time to reflect, or so, will feel the time is not wasted, life is more lingering.
Looking back at times along the way all these years left text, and the light pours a transparent description of the story and the people who appear to feel the people have changed the tide for today. I look back after all, did not change the habit, though, I do not think it was no good, look back to when the road is also able to see the time of the context, uneven yet so clear.
2 /
I bought a long skirt, sandals and sunscreen, and I am waiting for a go with the island. She said that would come from the year before last has been said that this year, from May until June, in such a calm day, suddenly there will be time to get drunk. I imagine more than once we walk around the beautiful island, wet wind blew us, and we see the sunrise, watch the sunset, watching ebb and flow, may be just short of two days, we will go back to reality busy.
But look back a few years, and this is what a wonderful time.
I understand the hesitation in your heart and melancholy, only can do is laugh drunk accompanied Jun 3000 field, no complaints from the War.
3 /
Often find that I had not forgotten some people.
Some people appear to be lost in memory, but a fragment, in turn rapid recovered.
Since the way, know, forget that, but going around in circles around a big circle back.
4 /
Encounters old friends, she remembers me, and we get along on just a few days between, but when she say my name accurately that moment, I could not help laughing. A few years later, and yesterday we face are significant changes, each compliment each other and long beautiful, then silence. Strange, some insignificant details are forgotten, I still remember her and some of my remarks, I remember I saw the hero and her maid.
There are times, carving asked me, but summer.
Original in that restless summer rush, I left some of her memory.
Classmates sometimes sneak looks at old friends, there are many people I still remember the name, some people still remember the looks, but we will be sad to find that will not change things changed.
Once turned Guestbook, some people write a nickname or a nickname, and I breathed a look at, desperately in memory to retrieve them, they found brought back. Some were very good people who also have lost contact, far apart.
5 /
I am easily tempted, too easy to let herself go.
In memory of their time, I have a new understanding of them.
This is a remembrance and forgetting the world, and obviously so small, but it can put so many people.
Sometimes, if I can, I do not want to think of yesterday.
Do not think we will not all feel sorry yesterday, I am waiting to see the identity of a free outside of the classroom and see them today.
In recent years, several students know they will be organized, have all contacted me several times, can can see how.
Miss each other better.
To each other, forget themselves as itinerant.
Forget themselves from the dead, may miss to cry, to each other, but tired of the old.
6 /
Suo Ji here, I feel tired.
Just want to rest on a pillow in the arm.
After independent brothels, just off the other.
I would like to eventually be forgotten
Weather forecast said rain would continue a week I have had no reason to go out the day before yesterday to pick out with good glasses, put the whole world light up, and years I had never worn glasses, that degree will be increase, the result was the same as the original, just as long to read bad posture, more 50 degree astigmatism. But not so many years of wearing glasses, also have used less clear to see the world, about 200 degrees of myopia, but look a little fuzzy when more distant, near as it is completely not affect the matter. Instead, wear glasses, then looked around clear a pass by each person's face, heart misgivings.
The past few days looking at different photos and line, want to go to Lijiang to Shangri-La, rain collapsed, and even the lake. Staggering under the cost Tujue operator, light round-trip transportation costs of Lijiang will be more than 2000, and if at home in the past, the most economical way to just a few hundred dollars. Think about it dispel the idea, fought in more recent Phoenix. People say the significance of travel is to experience a different life, real time can have a lot of free time to travel, but discovers that tie him down too much.
Transfer, leave, but half the time the afternoon. Walk away when the green and carrots and cactus, the Maxwell House coffee and Nestle wafer is one bag of splitting, colleagues reluctantly have an expression, it touches I did not feel sad, there's very young women children, non-pulling I went to the door I take a group photo, left my phone number, I know, left, and they are no longer linked, but the face has a smiling face, suddenly feel that life is so absurd, people are so ridiculous.
Feel tired, do not want to talk, just look at Phoenix's picture daze. Or I was trying to avoid selfishness that I travel to my heart might be an answer, but my heart always have the idea to tell that he is vain, no matter where I go, I am no longer a few years ago, I just need a little sweetness can warm themselves. Fear from the conflict alone, Mu said, even when they are looking forward to Phoenix. I do not know, I have an answer away to avoid a familiar place I do not really get answers?
I wanted to come or repressed for too long, I stayed here for several years, even though the city's sky and then Z blue, then white clouds, the sea breeze again, I am also both miss the old times. Or because the last time, drift away, so it is beautiful.
I try to cook white fungus soup, white fungus found broken, find the lotus seeds, lotus seeds are moldy, and ripping out hearts are brown, I would like to cook mango sago, but find it too small mango tree pick, want Osmanthus cake and found I did not die and japonica rice flour cake. Rotten bananas, apples and pears no appetite, a plum is the last remaining I eat a mouthful of drinking water, listen to songs.
Dream last night, the first part of the dream is happy, and I vaguely remember my cheek on the pillow to the silly laughter, and then sleep in the past, but to wake up crying, feeling the tears flowing in his face, knowing that a dream sad but could not stop. Why wake up happy, however, why the sad, totally do not remember.
I now work again, also can not remember a dream.
Life is a dream, eventually it is forgotten. It in such tunes, the recollections of the past over and over again.
The past few days looking at different photos and line, want to go to Lijiang to Shangri-La, rain collapsed, and even the lake. Staggering under the cost Tujue operator, light round-trip transportation costs of Lijiang will be more than 2000, and if at home in the past, the most economical way to just a few hundred dollars. Think about it dispel the idea, fought in more recent Phoenix. People say the significance of travel is to experience a different life, real time can have a lot of free time to travel, but discovers that tie him down too much.
Transfer, leave, but half the time the afternoon. Walk away when the green and carrots and cactus, the Maxwell House coffee and Nestle wafer is one bag of splitting, colleagues reluctantly have an expression, it touches I did not feel sad, there's very young women children, non-pulling I went to the door I take a group photo, left my phone number, I know, left, and they are no longer linked, but the face has a smiling face, suddenly feel that life is so absurd, people are so ridiculous.
Feel tired, do not want to talk, just look at Phoenix's picture daze. Or I was trying to avoid selfishness that I travel to my heart might be an answer, but my heart always have the idea to tell that he is vain, no matter where I go, I am no longer a few years ago, I just need a little sweetness can warm themselves. Fear from the conflict alone, Mu said, even when they are looking forward to Phoenix. I do not know, I have an answer away to avoid a familiar place I do not really get answers?
I wanted to come or repressed for too long, I stayed here for several years, even though the city's sky and then Z blue, then white clouds, the sea breeze again, I am also both miss the old times. Or because the last time, drift away, so it is beautiful.
I try to cook white fungus soup, white fungus found broken, find the lotus seeds, lotus seeds are moldy, and ripping out hearts are brown, I would like to cook mango sago, but find it too small mango tree pick, want Osmanthus cake and found I did not die and japonica rice flour cake. Rotten bananas, apples and pears no appetite, a plum is the last remaining I eat a mouthful of drinking water, listen to songs.
Dream last night, the first part of the dream is happy, and I vaguely remember my cheek on the pillow to the silly laughter, and then sleep in the past, but to wake up crying, feeling the tears flowing in his face, knowing that a dream sad but could not stop. Why wake up happy, however, why the sad, totally do not remember.
I now work again, also can not remember a dream.
Life is a dream, eventually it is forgotten. It in such tunes, the recollections of the past over and over again.
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