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Heart eaves drop of rain
to look over the hill / greeted the sunrise of life / soul is harmed increasingly vulnerable / fragile can not withstand the temptation of disillusionment inspiration / sink when the boat is deep lead Cold Spring / solar sail again slid destiny / really wanted to do last unnatural / voyage toward his golden shore / Sun Sun / I'm never undefended.
- Ma Lihua
numerous as toilet paper in the dull as long autumn afternoon, I suddenly felt as if my life is like hiding my feet yellow leaves,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], only to be the hand of a Young, I do not know where they drifting.
quietly deep in my heart I always ask myself, is not that he is not the root end of the duckweed? Wandering? Face lighted and ask: which cup belongs to me, only my own mind that the search light? Life is a dream, a bit desolate, dash of frustration, and perhaps a very ethereal cute!
perhaps In this world there are some people destined to go this should not have been, and as I, there is a mistake. The status quo may be unwilling to loneliness and poverty, and in too many romantic fantasy, suddenly understood the idea to wander without any reason, abandoned house deep in the other end have feelings Cattle, decided in her own bags and wandering away from home . Carrying the village, such as forward waves, threw.
Perhaps, in this luxury to the heart of the city, not simply according to the shadow of my fantasy. Not too much in this northern city, a meter eighty centimeters tall, thin kid than yellow, solitary to wandering the city in this bizarre, this is what kind of vanity and luxury? Forceful hero city, charming glory Siping Street, rooted in the black when my baby came to this country the land a land of bustling bright, this is a kind of ironic and sad sad it? Do not ask me where it comes from, do not ask how long I would like to drift, I come from a distant place, to go to a place far, far away ... ... world of the big street, the vast Cang Yu, who is world-prisoners, a Haitian Ye Zhou, long ago, I floated quietly from behind the clouds, light yo, do not take a cloud, I gently waved, I went to travel. Years ah! You Zaibu Dong the mountains and rivers, can not take away the fleeting memories ... ...
man do not do floating grass, and do water sports fishermen
life was passing, sophisticated Jingtao. In the flickering of the city, a strange specter of Health will integrate into the depths of the night, a beautiful human story began to enter the overture, a bittersweet taste of the more than one opera kicked off the beginning!
daughter in this country, I not only not a single foot heli arrogant prince, nor is suave romantic sentimental genius, a kind of helpless in the water come down like a free floating aquatic plants on a vagrant.
Military training is the most meaningful college life lesson, life, military life is the incentive to forge ahead in a first battle song. However, in my mind has become the eternal pain. Savored no one in the broken road to, is this what reasons? Thought for a long time, had just realized: I was a child from rural areas, are not used to this city is full of rhythm and restraint of civilization, the land is home free and easy and uninhibited shaped my character, I seem to fit the children behave and the gang, the University of The classroom is not all imagined so beautiful, like me Fanglangxinghai who often broke out in class inexplicable laughter.
eyes full of wonder, as the professors lag handsome gesture, a field from the rolling countryside Qinglei, unwittingly rolled into the stomach is full of sorrow and grief, so I traveled in the book among forest , Expo set membership, such as Yu did to find the true coordinates of the life of a person singing in the wind, walking in the forest, listening to the birds twittering, and I feel comfortable. I looked at books quietly, watching hastily passing campus, always felt at some point inadvertently shock the soul and future of that ethereal call! I want to pull out the legs from the rice fields, and if into the dissemination of fragrance of the square, behind that pleasant, inevitably leave footprints rows yo.
acres of my departure from the field drains, bottom tone is dark,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and I coached whip and Yu Xiao Hong, spirit was high-spirited, I use a pair of eyes hidden bitterness and pride with a social perspective. Melancholy permeates the minds, such as a net covered with overwhelming I can not drive contingent, can not escape the rain late spring breeze blow the dust, had tucked quite cold!
baby determined the rural customs, academic not a vow also
flying is the ideal, to keep the nest or the hill folks. With a heavy cross through the mountains of the child's mind the mountains in the north in the cool bells and listen to the echo over the hill. All the sustenance I took my parents came to this strange land, and had had rural everlasting soul. There was never the mo's I have not forgotten the vow to leave the house, the parents can not forget that look of hope, not only for themselves, but also respect for the parents made.
In this free country, once the indulgence of my own, but fortunately, return of the manuscript, but God is fair on him to the people, when I went to the newspaper, on the magazine, won a small prize, I know success is not far away, though that side thorny, though that side rough peers, but I'll try to run, to the hearts of Nalv breeze.
I often think he is carrying luggage swing Bard international horizon, looking for those ancient legend where possible, poetic-like years, Painting-like statements, in the boredom out of college life little time to enjoy their romance. When years of longitudinal flow, the tears flowing all day will turn into a ray of Delicate lips smile was clear, I really appreciate the efforts of the sweet, when we use the real draw at the end of a successful youth full stop when we are faced with youth is a well-deserved bow!
Guazhou berthing, the ship rose water, artesian water is slightly
representatives if the fall harvest, then headed to college, I just, in the numerous contributors , received some royalties, and is certainly not a small harvest. In fact, I think the world is no such sign of success, at best, only just a feeling.
Life was originally fragile, like glass, like, so vulnerable, my baby from rural areas can not find among the crowd Xuanza the right place. I wallow in silence. Yan table in the back of beautiful, is a lonely soul. Cancer of the anxiety he is molecular,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], with an unconventional and innocent smile, but hidden behind a lonely lonely soul.
because of loneliness and have a pure, with the expectation of loneliness in me, and now is a diffuse Chung spring break a few branches of bird habitat is the word of the ink on white paper box. A little bit lonely emptiness, boredom and uncertainty. Like a broken-winged eagle on the ground singing sigh, but lost its way, such as dandelion, solo silence in the air like the dust floating in the deep ocean.
climb up from the mud pit of patients struggling to shore, a heavy sense of inferiority had to hold my fragile heart. Only in the dead of night, a person to enjoy a sense of accomplishment that point, that point of vanity for a moment of satisfaction. But I was still speechless. Just bored when I write my articles, and sometimes sudden inspiration, but also an experience, I feel happy. With the small number of people envy, the kind of Years, such as sand, youth is like fireworks. The tide can not have been swarmed fade, has not re-sprout in the heart of silence, I think I can accept fate, but I refuse to mediocrity, I want to get rid of ordinary, in order to pursue a non-trivial, in order to obtain spiritual comfort, I started up and restless ... ... turns out to be: br> rosy a row of yellow in the street, illuminate the night in late autumn evening as the cold rain falling in general doubt, I put my hand into the pocket of his trousers jeans, wandering on the campus of the clove, the sky without the stars, surrounded by night quiet month, all the nostalgic thoughts to pour in, I then thought of her own ignorant of love.
I embrace the mirror, though not Bipan An, Song, but it is not so satisfactory, still a good medium level, Moreover, boys are rare in Normal, I'm down from that corner of the reading room of the evening sparse clean place. When the afterglow light attached to the adoption of the final point of the floor, I met a ray of rays, full of cozy warmth, lonely dark corridor mesmerized, I happen to kind of joy. She is the girl from the classical Jiangnan, ethereal tiny to see her filled with a kind of Si Wu, Water in dreams, where is the South!
impression of the southern girls are thin exquisite, intoxicating gentle, charming face, she walked with soft ethereal, the north is still hot in September compelling, and a dress with a kind of ancient clothing in ancient Hong charm her into the library, but also into my purple world.
I went with her to leave the land in the West the last ray of light , the story in the rich library of the earth's fate by default, but it is bound to be a faded photo, even if the sky of brilliant pink clouds, and can only be vaguely like depending on the desolate Sorrow Li, not from pursuing a Review dialogue. I gave her the lavender swaying in the air, wind chimes, a soft echo, his face a little touch of sad and embarrassing. She is thousands of years ago began to feel in the pit, how my back you are weak stubborn head, in fact, the reason is not all reason, you do not always give me a complete and valid reasons, but I'll remember.
a windless night, my heart is quick to fly emotion, so I told her confession. one I think is the most successful letters was born in my prides itself on being a poet's pen. The words of the vivid, the words of the gorgeous, overemphasized. with a heart filled with joy, the love letters stuffed in her bag inside.
her answer was very neat and tidy. just like in the negative as he is a prisoner refused me. my head,
bloom again and again down, down and open another, but some people, some things, destined only memories, there is no weight to the possibility. I love her like a delicate cherry blossom, beautiful but not a perfect ending. I think,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], in a number of years, the share of the most persistent will to remain in the hearts of the love corner. Speaking of words, but some can not only stay in the heart, the kind of beautiful and unique in the dead of night, a man quietly brewing, the fragrance will float forever!
day later, I happened to glance showed that all the past years of wind and rain erosion been broken mottled and difficult to recognize the old you and me.
again in autumn, late autumn, losing their leaves in autumn, there is no sun, under a continuous rain of autumn, people very miserable state of mind, as if to write things in life are destined to fade away.
but I hope lovers to get married, let love flow in the world, do not let a heart, accompanied with the tears autumn!
it is like a man named five in Taiwan month-day band, the lead singer of the Jiao Axin with childlike voice, sing me to face the city, the breeding of helplessness when faced with unfamiliar:
flower anthesis Feifei sky, air knife and biting frost
bitter experience, how painful Kazuya? Now think back to find any period of his appearance, really funny funny. Feelings may be the beauty of the gorgeous fireworks, beautiful but in the fleeting instant, disappeared. May be a left warm memories, or a scar on the soul.
feelings of frustration, really made me seriously weakened, and that the final days of the examination, almost most of my college life nightmare day. And now with the hands holding the scholarship in writing this article, how I feel? I went from feeling once again climb out of the ruins.
In the fall of the rise, some say power is infinite, I guess. Frustrated in love does not mean I can not, I want to find the cause of life and life into the fulcrum. I believe that one day I will hold up all other things apart from women.
I will stop again in the grip of the pen, and shake off a new light!
I want people to despair, often have a lot of remorse. They would like a rough tide, coming to my unbridled, like being inside is like filling a Mala Tang. Looking back on the road behind him now, do not know what kind of mood was the taste, but kind of weird to be knocked over bottles of feeling.
nightmare finally is the end of a period of days, I re-Dousou from the spirit, spirited, my dream would not be very long, and I do not know and woke up, it will not be another kind of bleak? When the tired feet began to stray, sad soul to bear all the loss, I discovered that loss is to dissolve the whole soul and blood, not the beings in the different character of the vast pedestrians, people to mature only after the confirmed loss of life dying .
University is one day in college, we are not studying for exams, but for the life, career planning and work. Life has become a colorful picture. Two semesters of college life, I know the truth: Life is not a simple repetition of dry glory, a moment of frustration is not the only measure of success or failure. Bloom is not glory, but a beautiful end, the flowers are not shame, but another low-key start!
life is hanging in the earth a tear, but it is in the process of drying will reflect the sun like a charming aura. Life always miss, miss the days lost, the last man, separated love, they will always be the message of history, blowing in the wind, and mind, always insist that your presence there, always down.
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