Remain unaffected, down, ease

Flashy life, forgotten season. Empty memories lingering upset. Smile gone, lonely thousands. - Inscription
Always careless word, a song, a dream ... ... with the heart that land surrounded by thick layers of sadness, mixed with the faint trace of pain, can not find a way out, unable to breathe.
Friends puzzled, and he is deeply troubling. Why has confined himself in a world without sight? Why not the courage to open their hearts to meet their own happiness? Why abandon the dream of a crippled yourself endlessly sinking deep? Why such a brutal dilemma, torture yourself?
Yes, I have difficulty with their own self-torture. I was drunk, I cry, I walk alone the streets late at night, I stay in a familiar intersection stop ... ... because your heart can erase the traces of love, because I know there's a warm, still remnants of the faint trace hopeless expectations. From sad to suddenly want to Lama's poem "see or not see":
You see, or see me
I'll be there
No grief do not like
You read, or do not read me
Love is out there
Not to not
Do you love or do not love me
Love is out there
Stagnation
You talk, or do not follow me
My hand is in your hands
Having left not abandon
Come to my arms
Or
Let me live in your heart
Silent love
Quiet joy
Why God gave me the flower of happiness, but so cruel to recover? I deserve it? I am not enough effort? Or a previous life I have committed wrong, in this life to the happiness of my lifetime to pay? How much effort I have been clean and clear with a pair of eyes to find the happiness I look forward to, has been in love with a pure heart to find a better world. Even hell and high water have gone through hardships, I have grinding his teeth to move, to swallow the tears, the blood flow to the heart. I would like to believe that my happiness in the distance, I always believe that there fortune will come one day, will one day heal my heartache, my heart will always know a person will always cherish ... ... can be real to my eyes cast gray, I could not see there is some truth to those in the past, but also to see how clear the way clear. Life is so in the float along in a Hunhunee, solitude and sadness!
The crowd, I have been clean it lightly to walk in the chaos of the earth, I guarded my solitude, and always holding my dream, looking forward to forever. I am willing to leave their world a clean and beautiful, such a pity I know I know I love my people approach, where he will be looking forward to see the scenery that he shines, there will be one that only he can stop and enjoy the world. However, in this whirling world, because the blind, so sorry bunch. Was also lost; loved, scared and in pain before. I comfort myself with a smile, without regret, for I will not feel more happy happy, so I was lucky, at least once so warmly pain and happiness. Just smiled a smile, his face even with tears It runs cold, silent!
I am really lucky, though hard bumps along the way, but there are so many people concerned about the love around to accompany me. Parents, and relatives caring for nature Needless to say, leadership, colleagues, friends always give me the love and encouragement in every possible way, even acquaintance or friend network has given me a lot of love and care. Friends always envy me that I loved in a set of thousands. There is the slightest warmth flowing through the heart, but his face was a little others can be subtle smile. "Weak water 3000, only poly poured drink," which I then poured in? Perhaps that is why I alone! Perhaps, every heart that is lonely and incomplete born, spent most of his life with such defects, and I can not escape this lucky.
"Remain human much love, floating world a thousand welcome change, and the lovers, happy to do something, do not ask is the calamity is the edge." Remember these words my heart is always filled with emotion, a warm, there is no choice, there is vision, there is relieved ... ... for you, I am exhausting all my love, just now, dared not expect from the future too. Mind as long as there is love, no matter how long, etc., no matter how far apart, I had enough courage to face the future with all the wind and rain. And his beloved people together and also be able to bring bitter sweet, sad will become happy. I do not think that our acquaintance is right or wrong, our love is stolen or edge in the end. Have been that happy!seo|

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Holding Your Hand, Can old age together?

Sentence from "The Poem drum", reads as follows:
Its boring drums, active use of troops. Turkish city canal, and I alone southbound.
From the Sun Zizhong, Ping Chen and Song. I do not return, worried about a sad.
Yuan Yuan Home Office? Yuan mourning the horse? In view of? In the forest below.
Life and death deed wide, and the child into that. Your hand, old age together.
Come on sigh wide, do not I live Xi. Xun Xi in sigh, do not I believe in Xi.

With a flip about the original, should be "with the child as that: your hand, life and death deed wide, and I have cried." It! I love the people say, "Put your hand on my hands, regardless of illness and death trouble happiness, my life with you I want to grow old by going. It seems like most of the action of a courtship, but it is a commitment to life!

In all of the love mode, this mundane affair is the most people disdain, it may not be love at first sight is not a situation of two Acacia is not feeling heaven and earth to absolutely miserable day, but it is the best of mankind's most vivid of love.

Have a picture: on the street, a serene elderly woman and a quiet smile, face to face from different directions approached, approached; then smiled, braving the nose between the nose and stood between his hands closely together, behind the sun sets on their dyed hair and a warm smile, yellow, next to their well-being of people are dyed a warm.

A poem: When the Chinese stories, you Liangbinbanbai, dark drowsiness
Sitting at the fireside snooze slowly, please remove my This anthology
Please read slowly, the dream usually, you will review
Pulse the eye you that they are so affectionate and gentle had
How many people loved you radiant neat charm
Allure love you love your face, or in truth, or put on a show
But only one person! His love is your holy pious heart!
When you washed Excessive Magnificence, Mourning the roots of growing old, he still loves you!
Furnace flame warm and bright, you looked down gently
With a touch of melancholy, love goes out to wither, Murmur
At this point he was wandering alone between Qianshanwanhe
Staring at the sky that you played a face hidden behind the stars
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September, black tea without lemon

Foot was white, vast music interspersed three bridges and cobblestone as any footprints in the wet gloss of a decline in play, point out "pop", riding rings, "BOOM BOOM" sound dull hard stone off the bridge a while the water, then turn under the bridge water 's edge of a Punta shade, color in the folk dance of the evening, I met a shade it and that.
Brushed aside the willow shade, I gently tap printed under the tree and "Fruitful" huge rockery. The Hill, emit sound equally boring.
I come from Piedmont, Jujuerhang. A landing leaves, crushed unintentionally, but still tired forming.
I laugh! Because the leaves were gone, the conceivable world all fall! Xiaoxiao ended in September gives meaning, it is particularly obvious. I chuckle boring within the mountains, while the joy that Yamagata outside the fair-weather!
That would be the "Chunhua" after "in autumn", and with belonging to this life in September, are in this season of the breeds of deep autumn! Together, they, like the candles are deposited to invest in this as Lang Lang's human!
Gives a clear and crisp feel. It do not feel the urge, very deep, like a cup of cold dishes in the goods, with sweet, salty and spicy taste of hemp. In short there are colorful flavor, not publicity, but we all know.
A person in September, one season, a person j school. This is all the "one picture" actually can be combined into a mood; even if this conception of the terminal is still one more person, and what relationship? A person's mood, still with a lofty, clear, there is free and easy. This is actually a lot like autumn mood, much like the poem where there had been a desolate, nobody.
The desolation and nobody is belong to the autumn, though so far they are dispersed in the ancient poetry!
In September of j school, fall, more than ever come earlier. The cool breeze was blowing a fly, I always be mistaken as a sough autumn.

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