2009年12月04日

The flying dust cigarette is killed

The flying dust cigarette is killed
I hide into the paper tube, the atmosphere does not produce
Wait anxiously every minute
Wait for someone fragmentary fire in the hand

The labour contractor redounds hard
Have seen me in flame that had in people's hand
My dear, the bright night sky I

Curious and wonderful to promote the high feeling
Excitement is amazing
Sing, the dance

Have seen
I will be blooming soon
The sound that the flower is in bloom was loud and so big well originally

There was a feeling that was afraid of suddenly
Instant turning round
My dear, where are you

In the cheer, shy and make all living creature crazy gaudily
After nobody sees flying dust cigarette kill
A teardrop drops silently
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It was a knife to miss originally

It was a knife to miss originally
Initially
You are that I hold the treasure on hands at heart
But later on
Why want to escape
Because I whether head can not watch little grass of future only
The ones that forgot to all of you originally are good

Browse the rough draft written to your love letter many years ago
The excited one wants to lift the knapsack going on a long journey
Facing toward the direction in which you flee from and run
But fell tiredly at last
It was unable to demand at last
Have in fact already become old slowly by oneself

Just understand this
Miss
It was a knife originally
Carve it in the knife at heart
A knife one of knives
Urge people to be old
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2009年05月29日

Fortunately the love is not everything

Fortunately the love is not everything
  Fortunately the love is not everything. It is not everything. We get back to to keep the each other strange origin, it is not the equally fearless work.
     Seek all over all sides, a always constant one stop, turn round, end of a performance hurriedly for that year, let you and me of palpitation still sincerity leisurely, yes, we lead along by hand again.
     Always proceed from new website and foster the love, but does not substitute, it is still the one that is kept after breaking up each other.
     Late autumn. Oh, no. Our choice and season are irrelevant.
     However, while ending, we withdraw from the arena silently. The figure swaggers about like this, but soul but lively color brings forth fragrance. Everyone is not on purpose, but become inevitable taking a walk.
     As if boat of pile puts the paper into the brook, load the first oath, floats the farther. Float farther and farther. And we, turn round firmly, it is farther and farther to take the post as it. Yes, this time, we are really tired. The grass that has been eaten. We are not all good horses. fashionlife99
     Frequently, return, it is for naming the sorrow on that road. We, really, only for go, name, that year sad?
     Disappeared those years when all of us loved very much hard. You say, we do not have future. I left alone firmly. No why, the love can't stoop to compromise, it is simple like this. Perhaps it is this unresistable heart rule, I do not have other choices.
     Saying good-bye, this one, to wording that you and I appear once again, we are unable to avoid.
     Fortunately the love is not everything. It is not everything. All of us have come out. Must have mould have kind while being alive still.
     Fortunately all is no longer love too. It is no longer love. I draw back the bright screen window, meet the fresh breeze which enters the outdoor campus. Want to keep wisps of thin wind flying away here more, that is you to my other figures forever, in the capacity of lover. Can not distinguish a bit, love is you, or that section has remembered. Willing to memory.
     Overlap with your sight at daylight of memory, perhaps everything never happens. It is my illusion, your illusion.
     Annual ring turn back, but who accompany who row, down life orbit pass together, these, but only every we only every ourselves know.
     Begin to believe a word.Netbook wholesale|Netbook manufacturer|Netbook review|Netbook factory|Electronic CigaretteCheap Netbooks|Best Netbook|Buy Cheap Netbook|Red Netbook|White Netbook There is one day eventually, your hands will be holding another person's hands. And stand in I am around is no longer you.
      Eh. The love is not all, everything is not all love either. Say good-bye and this theme appearing twice comes again, only a step apart. We have already seen through, is that right?
      What if we had liked going down a long time ago, I found the answer. When always reach the limit, at that time, be satisfied with the answer of today? Will blame oneself, hate oneself, or is moved by one's own insistance?
     Shut up, I do not know oneself.
     In youth, there was something for insisting on, this was my only definite thing. I am so calm as to smile.
      Small A say it doesn't matter, agony than happy to occupy our heart permanent never.   
 
 
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People grow on the paper

 People grow on the paper

The friend loves the people whose life loves art, the disposition is bold and unconstrained and broad-minded and not knowing why, the friend thinks of Xi Hua sometimes, I profess fine arts, the friend pages me and teaches it. It would be ungracious not to accept your invitation, satisfy teacher Cheng Qi.

I draw kindly and Westernly, precise sketch, the sad letter gentleman of the master says " the sketch is a foundation of all model " ,I bear work of ancestor, sketch that teach may be said extremely kind.

The friend touches the sketch for the first time, do not know the right way, no wonder he, the sketch is extensive and profound, the high-level not work of one day. The sketch paper that I gave, it is pure white like the snow to only see it, the entire body is bright, do not have flaw at all.SEO対策 Friend meet so, exert oneself pen disease book, rapid action, for badly frightened person, the flood tide and low tide. In a flash, lines messy to fluffy like whom rain pass, tune terrible if evil black some a bit, paper will lose the true quality to the limit, intolerably dirty, it is difficult to enter the eye. fashionlife99What I informed is so not all right, it sees I am unhappy, the top of the head sweats, in a frantic rush. My tone is not heavy to it day: " difference is clean, reply " . The friend is busy with the sassafras being net, the paper restores the color, fair and clear like former times. I think deeply about a period of time to see this.


Hey! The thing is like this particularly, also like the paper in life. I,etc. everything takes its time to ripe to come into the world with a cry from mother, one of blank sheet of paper originally, have flaw at all, a silk black point. A group is innocent naturally, so-called Taoism sees the color embrace Piao, the really people all day long, reply and belong to the baby, it is exactly like this. Can sigh, grow up slowly fall to the ground, paper there is a flaw gradually, until it is too white to cover black, very confused. The swiftness of the lapse of time, knowing the old one will come, greatly discerning and apprehending with, then will change. The blank sheet of paper involution primary color, just stop in life as a result!

" it is not that the success or failure turns round emptily, the green hill remains unchanged, several degrees of the setting sun " . The coming of the truth. Perillaseed <compose in former Chibi>: " The moon is bright and the stars are few., fly to the south of dark magpie, this not poem of Cao Meng's morality? Look at the summer mouth in the west, look at Wuchang in the east. Mountains and rivers looks Miao, strongly fragrant and grey; Is this not Meng De tired to Mr. Zhou person? Its broken Jing Zhou of the side, puts Jiang Ling, obeys flowing and the east, a convoy of ships, stem touching stern thousand li, the flag is covered freely, Shai's wine faces the river, horizontal Shuo composes verses; Fit too now hero on it is the firm all one's life in? Condition I and son, fishing firewood on river small piece of land surrounded by water, deer, fishes and shrimps of companion and gruel of friend, drive one leaf of flat boats,
Botani| Squalene| Skin CarePoint of SalePoint of Sale lift Pao cup in order to belong to; Send mayfly and world, one of the blue sea vaguely millet. At sad moment when I grew, the ones that admired the Changjiang River are infinite; Hold under the arm flying immortal in order to roam, embrace bright moon and long end; It know can't ask suddenly sound at grievous wind. " Even if is distinguished and admirable like Cao Meng, Germany that, overbearing and insufferably arrogant. Flourishing time, beauty's gaudy thing, the rich are unable to cover staying. Time is fair, until becoming a broken loess, reduce to flying ashes and smouldering smoke, have no any to pursue. Do not have fine one piece of blank sheet of paper without trials and hardship after all. General on the friend draws the drawing paper, get black in vain, reply and belong to white.

See friends paint the thing, a reason realized, deserve, worthy. 
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