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anemonep · Posted: Sun 18:36, 29 May 2011 Post subject: Portrait of Love

Sitting quietly dumping [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]
dormitory, stood see and not see over and over again, gently feeling people streamer easy to throw, red cherry, green banana. This time, there is rain, can sense the sadness falling. However, I do not know who the other side, go for my call?
often like to do things for themselves, always focused its efforts, such as love for words, I could not bear to bury any writer's words, always within its power to interpret, even if the writers know my limitations Precision can not be read too, but I think they can know, I've tried my heart and sincerity.
ordinary life and virtual networks, there will always be truly delighted. As has been with the new editor, she always take the lead role in efforts to set a good example, whether it is editing the article, you need to pay attention to the layout, or thread, I own do first, and then point out the specific common problems. For the thread, we all feel pain, but not used, although a short period of few words, but sometimes also from the virtual serial warmth.
I believe, focused to do it, can always gain a lot of warmth.
Hill darkly, vista. Tolerance and patience always reap another round of state, even though some writers do not respond promptly, but I know that when people see and read of his article carefully and give his blessing when the warmth of his heart was touched and happy . Perhaps this is the simple power of words, we can use these words without heating temperature.
I know there are some things, not what you go for pay, there are rewards [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but I more prefer to believe, there is no pay to never return.
In fact, in the face of the rain outside the window were numerous, the mood is not very clear. Although the subject comes out, but in fact there is no inspiration in mind, no passion, the feeling of flying, is it the calm water? Life begins at forty, or bring calm and numb?
as prepared with the ensemble, I asked Wenjin Guo, and you have inspired it? How do you feel?
I do not have inspiration. But also to work in, but at night the written estimate. Only very quiet at night time, drinking tea, listening to music, I have inspiration.
let me relax a lot of nervousness, the original, very often, go for the time to do one thing, may be troubled and depressed, there will be some interference with unspeakable thoughts.
Sometimes, I really do not understand the kind of being attracted to a mortal love.
Sometimes, I could not understand, there will be an emotional world, to people worrying about.
However, when I was a special occasion, inadvertently received his call, he heard a strange sound, knew that he cared about me, I know he needs to know peace. I understand that some words that can not be touched, just as some of the same emotions can also be simple and transparent, but it can make people faint recollection of being in, feeling that a unique intentions.
I know the pace of the dream is still persistent, when between ideal and reality, as well as travel, there is hope, there are better, when we focused its efforts on, hesitate to pursue the goal of life outside the horizon, then, regardless of How much mud and rain the next, we can only leave the back of the world, heart to seek the miracle of life, after all, we have enough distance on appeal.
So, I realized portrait of the people attracted to the pay being touched, to be a simple and pure woman, be a good woman, but also can feel a real love, enjoy a real warmth.

love and love songs, like Love, the highest level is the residual sound wave. The world's most beautiful love is regrettable, is not true love to the depths of a pain. Will be turned into a lingering regret that curl, long look on; the kind of pain, such as the cuckoo, bursts of piercing. And that the same care for the helpless silence and loneliness, more worried.
obviously know that sometimes, disappointment is a blessing. As something to look forward, will be disappointed. Because of the vision, will despair. And regret, but also a blessing. Because there is actually deep in the Red things you regret.
bored when nothing will be sent over the air to hear him live in the streets, that the first song as poignant and chilling his heart. Let me know, love, has always been a thousand things and turns back. The most romantic and most beautiful love is not, are only a mirage-like drunken end of time.
He said: a man disguised strong, but fear of a woman found him weak.
I say: a woman disguised well, but fear of a man found her sad.
I know there is always a kind of emotional farewell after the separation.
even if he knows your situation, he knows your number, but he did not like each other with impunity, when you tell truly loves, but, when he was taking the time to call you, tell you to take take care of yourself, but also random politely ask the one: How are you?
commonplace answer you: I'm fine. Life still the same.
fact, he knows you are still in love with him, you're no good. And you know he has been in love with you, he that is not good, hearty laugh of his is nothing more than some want to make it easy for you live, not for his care and concern, and heavy in real life, only to each other to the other hidden in a corner of the mind, and then send almost all conditions, only peaceful ceremony. Despite indifferent to finish each other goodbye, and let the hearts of the mind sees the proliferation, despite the little ripples, still only told they must be calm and placid.

wander in the history of the river, life is just a flash gone with the waves.
Paul. Kecha King said: a person's life should be spent, and when he look back, it does not regrets for wasted years, will not result in mediocrity and shame
Red Dust, the temptation too, is bound to meet some people, destined to undergo a number of pain. Those who loved the past can be carried by the wind, only those who had signs of pain form a scar in the memories forever. And those who had pain, happiness over time is completely carved by time stamp.
ask? In short life, who can then make his soul free and easy to call the shots? Even in the twilight of life, it does not regret the time wasted.
perhaps only the 4th century AD [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], Homer.
only in a confused age that Homer. No one knows what the future looks like. When people Zongjiuhuange when Homer was in the din of voices to follow his own soul, alone 寒窗 Lek blood, green lamp lights the pen, for their own run, with the soul of Homer casting, but also created his own immortality . There may be many great men, celebrities, heroes, or people, with their own efforts to shape the seat of a historical monument.
Buddha: the phase from the heart, throughout the human heart.
many cases, we must reflect on and examine their own souls.
face of all kinds of great social, small environment. To myself, to follow their own for their own run attacks against materialism, the heart is not a slave. Even if they can not become a saint, with saints as long as the goal in mind, in the eyes of others, you will become a saint. You can also write their own good life for their own ending.
Perhaps, like the writing that I'm holding the same creed and do the real you, write a simple Xinyu long, even when others can not move, you can move yourself to a reality not pursue beautiful and romantic, make your life less confusion and regret, let himself in words and Poetry.

Love
world only one person, no matter where ends of the earth, or mind hundred thousand turn back, only such a person to hurt you worried.
perhaps, everyone will have an unforgettable lifetime of love, the pain had been hurt, they learned what is love. And this love is like a staggered two meteor flash, an instant is eternal. Therefore, love and all the things in the world, but a process rather than a result, and some love, even if vigorous, but also doomed to no avail.
many cases, there was one person, hiding in a corner of the mind.
often because of a song, a color, inadvertently think, think of his affection, I think of his obsession [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I think of who've gone through ups and downs. With such a friendship, and life will have many wonderful unexpected, has also been a lingering thoughts
I believe that in time there will be eternal moved. Love heart and love ones all eternity.
Although sometimes can not grasp the fate of any piece of the landscape itself. However, because of his presence, greeting the wind is also silent because he believed that some kind of waiting for fate, knew them, blooming in a smile the moment. If we make each other smile, long hanging lips, hearts can be happy all buried in the dust, then, can be lit each other's hearts as a beacon, guiding the wandering mind in the direction of parking. If life among
have if, if the idea of free love, then I can freely imagine. If love can be explained, vows can be modified. If, among the vast sea of the encounter, can be rearranged. Well, life would be easier. If, one day, can forget all the pain, maybe life will be more grateful, more happiness and warmth. But, none of us can not erase the past sum.
because there is a world can make you happy is to have a desperate love him my whole life.

portrait of Love
many people say that love is mysterious. Love this stuff, time is critical to know too soon or too late, will not work.
I appreciate most is the phrase, the original you are also here. See and not see, you are always in my heart.
simple text has not finished, and now the rain has stopped, the sun appeared. I can breathe fresh air after the rain, miss the next month free romantic and beautiful hair. A touch of warmth, such as light and elegant charm, fresh flavor of natural flowing heart implication occasion. Suddenly become cool and bright, soft feeling, suddenly, the life and beauty are all touched by a sudden Smart like surface.
lives, there are many illusions occur. We often see the scenery is: a man always looking at and envy the happiness of others, a look back, only to find themselves being looked up and envy. In fact, everyone is happy. But, your happiness, often in the eyes of others.
Thus, the constant recollection. Despite the fleeting Department, Emotional fly, implicit in the classical and the romantic interpretation of beautiful today so that they are accompanied by music in the water in the infinite reflection and buzz. In this quiet afternoon, the din of earthly and impetuous, hesitation and hesitation are melting in the distance that touch of sunshine. I suddenly wake up gloomy mind, suddenly.
Then, suddenly understand. This is the case in life and love, wandering in pain, loss of know how to post, it is because of this, we can keep growing and the sentiment, although the process is so bitter, but if the other party can be happy, sad also into rainbow in the sky, even if it is a sad rainbow, but also make the story of two people, permanently fixed in that wonderful moment. bulk polymer and the edge of
edge, after all, escape the fate, the margin come, dream, edge away, my heart is broken, but the happiness and good will stay, those memories will be eternal, those who loved the heart and people can eternal.
I know, everyone's mind is a hidden river of grief. You have your pain, I have my hard not understand, but no time to attend. In many cases, even love, such as moths to the flame, only people drinking water, Lengnuanzizhi.
At this point, the sun very well, the weather warming, and I feel peace. My heart, like a warm piece of the warm, pull up a road at random thoughts, comfortably hiding in the clouds in the sky. Recall that in that land of golden rape, wait and see in that stretch of green vegetables, suddenly found, just days, everything was quiet, I can safely sit in the words of Love portrait of the dream, so that the children call me baby The man gently call me, comfortable for me in the next month to open a fragrance of hair thinning.
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