Boundless life road, friends can geometry? Among the justification, pass by, the stranger's numerous also is the one soulmate is rare, can. Sometimes I think, don't know this person is the fortune of life? Or sadness.
My friends are mostly for the people. They are some of the impoverished, even laid-off unemployed, only in the heart of a green lotus red flower the same sentiment and pursuit is the biggest wealth. They are the society in the sober and thinker, or even full of human concern preachers. Their goal of life is very few, the ideals pay a lot. So, to me is not to want what fine here, a few dishes, a bottle of spirit erguotou disc small dishes, can drink too interested can drink is endless, about what the inspiration of the accident to will make me have many life feeling, also make me cherish life and friendship.
Of course, the friend of my cooking skill or quite appreciated the. But the most poignant is that "the hotel is money, like bin you this is carefully done." Yes, in the mortuary, I'm zhang shao of that feeling, of the happy, is deeply touched and infiltration among them. It's like I write text, total hope as a full of humour and wit text outflow, total hope have lives up fly, the artistic conception of total hope to give the reader a little enjoy and cheerful. My heart in cooking. The heart of what is possible, hand. Those red green stimulation, salty, sweet spicy, as my soul, I hope is the colorful thunder-and-lightning, can make friends heart pleasing to the eye of the great ones and suck, had better be memorable.
Life is short. Because in this, and special friends. With friendship, treat with friends, will have life in the twinkling of an eye. Therefore, in the following days, I will also ask a friend to visit, I will still to do that, because I want to serve on a sincere friendship. Of course, I hope I can cooking skills, director, so that we have the friendship everlasting also color XiangWeiEr manner. If so, that is sincere life in a big enjoyment, also is the life of a great beauty.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Go to your friends
Good at help solidify your thoughts, in need of guidance and advice to find them.
This kind of a friend is "refers to the street lamp". Everyone has a difficult and need, once own strength to dissolve, this kind of friends can always the most timely, the most seriously considering your problem, give you the most appropriate recommendations. In you face a choice and anxiety, confused, might as well look for them to a chat, may be able to help you better straighten out emotions, know yourself, and clear direction.
With your friends
Have the news, no matter good or bad, is always the first one to tell them. They have been with you.
This friend mind like the sea, mountain as broad, no matter when looking for them, and they will be kind to one another, and enthusiasm consistently support you. They can make you feel contentment and peace friends, sometimes don't need them too much language, just just sitquietly you, can ease your mood.
This kind of a friend is "refers to the street lamp". Everyone has a difficult and need, once own strength to dissolve, this kind of friends can always the most timely, the most seriously considering your problem, give you the most appropriate recommendations. In you face a choice and anxiety, confused, might as well look for them to a chat, may be able to help you better straighten out emotions, know yourself, and clear direction.
With your friends
Have the news, no matter good or bad, is always the first one to tell them. They have been with you.
This friend mind like the sea, mountain as broad, no matter when looking for them, and they will be kind to one another, and enthusiasm consistently support you. They can make you feel contentment and peace friends, sometimes don't need them too much language, just just sitquietly you, can ease your mood.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Huazipiaoling artesian water
Yesterday, read a book, called "Huazipiaoling artesian water." Unspeakable feeling cold, desolately, and cool, is a kept woman, blankly tells a poignant story of their own long ago, and tells of that period was "forever, eachother," the oath, in the passage of time in the cold, pale, tasteless until the change, and then finally leave a person alone in an empty zero-waiting ... ...
Wandering the vast earth, the Duoliaoyifen noisy, would be less quiet, indifferent to the brilliant minds of the Nama and had a. Gray days, not longer painted any color, when the spring is over, dream Duochou. State of mind, always in the brow Qingcu, wrapped around a hundred years unconscious dream. Past and Present, the word love is difficult, and unspeakable hatred, unspeakable injuries. I, dripping tears, marks off the constantly injured, unable to retain the eternal, let go of sadness. Always in the end how far, in reality, I am very fickle.
Blossom, everything is Going hard waiting, Bijiang seeking. Canmeng break, do not wear youthful look, every other constantly miss, life and death, but the Red moment. Dependent dust, wind, clouds Yang, finally immune to dust and dust, soil return to the earth, Love III, also fled leave betrayal. Wind and scattered clouds, floating down the rain in one place, is I, Qinglei, silent dripping, with the dream there anymore. Migrating to find also laid hold of the direction.
A Yunmeng get the job, a trace of Red flowers in the end is the dream, and eventually became empty, not always forever, just past the past, the roots fingertips, easily goes away, stroking a chord tone, Apprehension past clear film dream of love. Who is not who's never end, no one who is not attached to the end, Huazipiaoling, Piaoyuan gently worry, worry scattered light. Artesian water, flow away Hui Live, streaming away yesterday injury.
Everything seems to still dream, can all already, such as clouds every now and then quietly away; all anxiety as still present, in fact, as the mist of all the white sail gradually go further away, is long gone. Everything seemed still in the ear, how can they not understand that all all all, are already yesterday's story at the present haze, has been blurred, already turned.
Artesian water from the dying flowers, love dream since disappeared from the worry.
The sun will come out, still sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, and the dead will return to the heart can also.
Flowers every year ，whether Zhao Zhao affectionate to.
Falling hearts scattered yellow, fragrant as before the situation can no longer.
Life and death, Yuanjuyuan scattered, but the Red Meng Yichang ... ...
Wandering the vast earth, the Duoliaoyifen noisy, would be less quiet, indifferent to the brilliant minds of the Nama and had a. Gray days, not longer painted any color, when the spring is over, dream Duochou. State of mind, always in the brow Qingcu, wrapped around a hundred years unconscious dream. Past and Present, the word love is difficult, and unspeakable hatred, unspeakable injuries. I, dripping tears, marks off the constantly injured, unable to retain the eternal, let go of sadness. Always in the end how far, in reality, I am very fickle.
Blossom, everything is Going hard waiting, Bijiang seeking. Canmeng break, do not wear youthful look, every other constantly miss, life and death, but the Red moment. Dependent dust, wind, clouds Yang, finally immune to dust and dust, soil return to the earth, Love III, also fled leave betrayal. Wind and scattered clouds, floating down the rain in one place, is I, Qinglei, silent dripping, with the dream there anymore. Migrating to find also laid hold of the direction.
A Yunmeng get the job, a trace of Red flowers in the end is the dream, and eventually became empty, not always forever, just past the past, the roots fingertips, easily goes away, stroking a chord tone, Apprehension past clear film dream of love. Who is not who's never end, no one who is not attached to the end, Huazipiaoling, Piaoyuan gently worry, worry scattered light. Artesian water, flow away Hui Live, streaming away yesterday injury.
Everything seems to still dream, can all already, such as clouds every now and then quietly away; all anxiety as still present, in fact, as the mist of all the white sail gradually go further away, is long gone. Everything seemed still in the ear, how can they not understand that all all all, are already yesterday's story at the present haze, has been blurred, already turned.
Artesian water from the dying flowers, love dream since disappeared from the worry.
The sun will come out, still sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, and the dead will return to the heart can also.
Flowers every year ，whether Zhao Zhao affectionate to.
Falling hearts scattered yellow, fragrant as before the situation can no longer.
Life and death, Yuanjuyuan scattered, but the Red Meng Yichang ... ...
This Valentine's Day
This Valentine's Day, the final part of my own. So many expectations, and ultimately became lonely wait. Even thought the break up, you will give me a blessing. Can phone on so stubbornly silent, the heart began to sink little by little. . . . . .
Looking at the hands of roses in full bloom, so lonely and enchanting to bloom. That touch of red was already dripping hurt my eyes. To tear a piece of the petals, the petals rub my tears inside. Then, those sealed in memory of the past. Wait until the petals have withered, tears streaming is also already done it?
Memory can never disappear, it will always treasure in my heart the deepest. Like this in the hands of the petals, although the flowers have been left, but left a subtle fragrance. Although there is no one can understand, no one to smell, but it never opened in my mind, still alone with beautiful!
Spring is the boys and girls of the agreement, not only they are born in the spring, but also because it is a tremendous joy to their season, although they rarely meet later on, but the common upbringing and childhood as they are with each other in daily life miss the link, never let go. They are convinced that one day, those who will be happy to return to their old side.
Spring is the season of birth of life, not only the buds, and flowers.
Looking at the hands of roses in full bloom, so lonely and enchanting to bloom. That touch of red was already dripping hurt my eyes. To tear a piece of the petals, the petals rub my tears inside. Then, those sealed in memory of the past. Wait until the petals have withered, tears streaming is also already done it?
Memory can never disappear, it will always treasure in my heart the deepest. Like this in the hands of the petals, although the flowers have been left, but left a subtle fragrance. Although there is no one can understand, no one to smell, but it never opened in my mind, still alone with beautiful!
Spring is the boys and girls of the agreement, not only they are born in the spring, but also because it is a tremendous joy to their season, although they rarely meet later on, but the common upbringing and childhood as they are with each other in daily life miss the link, never let go. They are convinced that one day, those who will be happy to return to their old side.
Spring is the season of birth of life, not only the buds, and flowers.
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