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  • Look at the endless flowers, it would be the existence of alternative ocean, galloping in my flowers, cheering and jumping co-exist, the flowers smile so beautiful, wish I had a sincere and kind heart.
    看那无穷无尽的花儿,那将是海洋另类的存在,我在花海中奔腾,欢呼与雀跃共同存在,花儿的微笑好美,愿我有一颗真诚而又善良的心。

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  • 时代的发展到这个地步 是何时

    Thursday, Jul 21, 2011 2:57PM / Members only

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    正在的触摸时代  感受下


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  • 苍白无力的诉说,源于寂寞,也消于淡漠

    Tuesday, Apr 19, 2011 4:49PM / Members only

       我一直信命,我想,这就是命

      默默的不再挣扎,默默的,安静的望着眼前的这一切

      我一直信缘,我想,这也是缘

      悄悄的从我身边走过,没有惊动恍如梦中的我

      我才二十四岁,可渐渐的发觉,二十四岁的身体里却有五十岁的沧桑。别人在笑,在哭的时候我只是静静的望着,没有去想缘由,只觉得本该如此

      寂寞,我想,这是寂寞。不管周围发生了什么,我都理所认为的与我无关,每天的每天,我只是把思想藏在自己内心的角落里,不去触碰,也不敢触碰,源于,害怕某一天自己会看不清楚自己

      越不想失去的事物,越要失去。所以,还不如淡漠一点,该来的人总会来,该去的人总会离开,何必用尽心机挽留而让自己活在过去的阴影与不快之中,那样的结局,还是悲哀

      人的存活,都是有意义的,所以,我用自己眼前的事物麻醉着自己,不想去想那些无谓的传说,只有一辈子,何必,何必不要自己洒脱的过活

    “寻寻觅觅,冷冷清清,凄凄惨惨戚戚......”这是以前比较喜欢的一句词,但是现在我在反问自己,为何寻觅,何必冷清,直至凄惨·····一年多了,自己从来没有开心过,一直都忙忙碌碌的过活,不停的变幻着自己生活的环境,没有了斗志,丧失了激情

      “明月几时有,把酒问青天”我多希望自己的内心有一弯明月照亮自己,让我知道我想做的是什么,没有明月也罢,哪怕只有一汪清潭,让我自己可以看清自己,是美是丑,是好是坏,也就满足了

      多少静默的时光,多少人儿都成为了这一生的过客,以前的那种撕心裂肺的离愁到现在为何现在已无法体会?甚至,甚至没有在内心泛起一阵波澜,是我太淡定?还是我太没良心?

      我现在也无法读懂自己写的东西,只知道不停的在键盘上敲打着这些话语,一切的一切,不知为何也无法述说,看着QQ上这么多的人,却没有找到一个可以诉说的对象,我只能掩饰自己的悲伤,躲在角落里看着他们笑,看着他们哭,但,与我无关

      多想,多想尝试一次刻骨铭心的爱情,多想拥有一次结草衔环的友谊,但是,这一切太难,我试过,可无法成功,换来的全是苍白无力的,诉说。

      苍白无力的诉说,源于寂寞,也消于淡漠

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  • We call life quality

    Tuesday, Apr 19, 2011 3:46PM / Members only

    The sky is beautiful, not white clouds, but that a flowing clouds blue, that wang lofty a solemn and deep, can always taken when syndrone; Field moving, not rosy carpet, often in the vast and boundless, drill out in the Snow White one when the swaying bamboo green; The sea verve, not endless, the waves are big, but the storms come before the calm. Luxury total fell completely, however true chun will appear. And, this is inherent in the instinctive quality of life. Ecru, life is the perfection of beauty.

    We live, often feel pain and tired. Greet, with people good; Mannered, choice; The lights on the stage of eroded, cha fat MaFen heavy clothes; In the banquet rooms, will XuYuWeiShe glass frequently; In the journey, steps in a hurry face such as spring scenery gently shake hands. But there are how much really how much sincere? Have created a sense of blood from the heart of each other palm connectivity? Maybe, we all just life stage on a clown, homing since play, appreciator forever numbered. So, as time passes, mask become our shield, using it to prepare to package yourself. But, so always warn always makeup, can not feel pain and tired?

    We have had such experience, to enter the home, down to pack to wash off the worldly net of ugly makes thegreasepaint, lie on the bed, thoroughly relax, exposing life true colors. We will feel infinite happy and comfortable. Who CARES about his face has freckle? Who CARES posture not decent? Who CARES you have this or that kind of defect and the regret? Born not perfect, but we are very real, we could put since natural originally to oneself, why not be frank and the heart to the other?

    Into the heart of a friend world!!! Don't BaZhan times by the beautiful artful, language, they cover each other sincerely. Luxuriant packing a charming beauty, but often covered personhood's true; Beautiful blessing can joy, but not really look moist heart. However, not cold is not showing themselves. Also praise you, also criticized you, but this is all true feeling, not with any pigment. This is the real green food in life, we sincerely make friendship hill high water long.

    Wronged, can cry; Rather than suppress pain; A blessing, funny, let the mountain flower childlike innocence as brilliant. Don't be so deep shrewd, or, why to let yourself feel cute, why to let others feel amiable?

    Stay true to prevent others, don't constantly being currently cary, thereby losing human pleasure; Stay true to please others, don't AngRenBiXi, thus lost human strength; Fame, don't stay true for profit and become cavity tone-variation and not feminine, unpretentious, all show really my presence.

    I once sits alone on the lake, was deeply moved by the lakeside scenery. The lake particularly calm and clear. Flowers, grass color skylight video of intensive, all set. I think, I moved is the spotlessly clean "instinctive" it. If the lake was loess dyed black, it was ink, and how the cyanine of purple all inclusive one?

    The lake is ecru, don't seem like a painting, and in fact covers the life of any a kind of beauty.

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  • You, me everything feifei

    Sunday, Dec 12, 2010 11:09AM / Members only

    Grow up...

    We, distance ever farther and farther, time to let us each other between become unfamiliar, even in the way of introductions-she also have no share of the sense of yourself. Even if we could meet in silence. Childhood that pure, that one ripples in baiyun underneath the tong and disappeared in the years ahead, not leaving any trace let me find browsing. As if that was wind scattered cloud is same, let a person can't find it once saved in trace. Sheep or cabbage or otherwise. Stone need. Only the deepest memory.

    At that time really want to grow up a bit faster, because after grow up can do many things, the most important is to can need not everyday of school. Doing my homework. Still can do the things you want to do. Just, now grew up to find that we will grow up the road lost a lot of things. Including the most precious childlike innocence, that copy of pure state of mind. A raised the price. Now we have lost in the life of each intersection, turn head to think about the past, that copy of the longing to grow long ago, now represent only very naive imagination. We all could not return to the past.

    Even the one with we grow together creek, also has run dry. Never find it once direction. Couldn't see it once carried water how clear. That the fish in the water, who can remember. The shore the mimosa tree has also sparse. From being cut down leave one abrupt stump. Centrifugal refute those few tree leaves the mimosa tree in the summer heat wave hauled the micro breeze. Like and a lonely old man. The robinia flower still fragrance.

    This is the signs of aging, let a person never found back once past. Can leave things in his memory also slowly shallow go, leaving no, also have been years erosion.

    We have grown up. Maybe one day we could not remember the stream, the shore lush the mimosa tree, and the robinia the flower fragrance. Childhood under the tree grew up with playmates, have gone.

    It was as before of blue sky. Man has not ever.

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