2015年01月29日
some have rest sleep
In fact, sometimes seen as smooth as a mirror surface, always want to put into a stone, the birth of a whirlpool, swing out fluctuations in the surface layers of ripples, can rock into, volatility is in my heart ripples Dangkai, Lumiere make me uneasy, a long time can not be calm.
In fact, sometimes, micro Mo walking in the countryside, dusk Xiaguang hit head-on, like going into a color film, persistent to birdsong is the soundtrack, but is somewhat strange, why the beautiful scene is always close to the end.
In fact, sometimes, static in the troubles of the rain in the window, lost my heart, want to enter the staggered in the rainy season, expect Tiannvsanhua, Vimalakirti don't dye.
In fact, sometimes, pass by a cemetery, at a grave, ideas will drill deep, there will be a story. Some are rich and colorful, some dull for everything, even if that your non rich, even food and clothing are worrying, this grave neo skin lab derma21
In fact, sometimes, the gallery flowers always makes several bee butterfly, want to come forward to look, how to gather honey, long pause, but afraid of each other and frightened.
In fact, sometimes, I perceived that strains of aloe seems can not help but have withered winter, like, want to give it a greenhouse, survive the winter, then a layer of thin film on the cover, but let it from the root to the heart broken, completely die.
In fact, sometimes, I can in the ordinary life found many accidental extraordinary.
Occasionally, stood tall, every lights looked down at night, a light to a home, a world, a family of some mediocre, some rich, some have rest sleep, some is fun, Vio-la it is undeniable that is full of life.
In fact, sometimes, micro Mo walking in the countryside, dusk Xiaguang hit head-on, like going into a color film, persistent to birdsong is the soundtrack, but is somewhat strange, why the beautiful scene is always close to the end.
In fact, sometimes, static in the troubles of the rain in the window, lost my heart, want to enter the staggered in the rainy season, expect Tiannvsanhua, Vimalakirti don't dye.
In fact, sometimes, pass by a cemetery, at a grave, ideas will drill deep, there will be a story. Some are rich and colorful, some dull for everything, even if that your non rich, even food and clothing are worrying, this grave neo skin lab derma21
In fact, sometimes, the gallery flowers always makes several bee butterfly, want to come forward to look, how to gather honey, long pause, but afraid of each other and frightened.
In fact, sometimes, I perceived that strains of aloe seems can not help but have withered winter, like, want to give it a greenhouse, survive the winter, then a layer of thin film on the cover, but let it from the root to the heart broken, completely die.
In fact, sometimes, I can in the ordinary life found many accidental extraordinary.
Occasionally, stood tall, every lights looked down at night, a light to a home, a world, a family of some mediocre, some rich, some have rest sleep, some is fun, Vio-la it is undeniable that is full of life.
Posted by 萌萌噠的娃 at
11:31
│melancholy
2015年01月13日
two big wheel
Each time I see a group of community of the same age children playing together xi xi ha ha, just can't help reminds me of my childhood memories. Everyone has their own childhood, compared with children now, a training course on when you have time, as after 80, my childhood is colourful.
Also like seven or eight years old, was in the early 90 s, listening to Teresa teng's "sweet honey", his mouth from time to time also plausibly, singing lustily. Inadvertently be mother heard this, she criticized bitterly, "this song is your age?" I have no language, as if did not suit me singing children's songs, then wouldn't love love love song in front of adults.
The childhood I, with my first grade teacher in charge to my evaluation to describe: "lazy". To just transfer from the countryside to the city to read me, there is pressure, mind also flashes than children in the city, didn't they alert, and even some wooden and introverted. But my parents didn't like now of the parents, to my study on management, they believe that I am consciously. Gradually after a year or two, result to rise from the bottom to the middle, also open a lot.
Gradually adapt to city life, I would betray oneself, naughty, innocent and lovely are evident, as if I already belong to the city, the country has gone from me.
Talking about being naughty, is of little not play with the same age with those things. Childhood home conditions, generally not as wealthy family in the home, buy four wheel bike for children, two big wheel, rear wheel is equipped with two small wheel balance. Had no small bike of his own, he took advantage of mother off the bike, of, after approval by her on her blue phoenix brand bicycles. Owing to lack of height, bottom would not be sitting cushion, a bottom with the feet step on to start jumping up and down. Most of the children are with their parents after 80 bicycles to learn to ride a bike. About the kid is playing around with open, may also be because I look like boys, play with the boy is very open. There was a little boy has a bike, among several partners will take turns riding his car to play, every play like a madman, thus riding a bike, like a wild child. It's my turn to ride, I don't agree, standing on the feet, the wind from on both sides of the body through the brush.
Childhood is happy, because there is no academic burden, no cake, have a plenty of peer companionship and friendship, have parents to the child's tolerance and understanding. I have a carefree childhood and happy.
Also like seven or eight years old, was in the early 90 s, listening to Teresa teng's "sweet honey", his mouth from time to time also plausibly, singing lustily. Inadvertently be mother heard this, she criticized bitterly, "this song is your age?" I have no language, as if did not suit me singing children's songs, then wouldn't love love love song in front of adults.
The childhood I, with my first grade teacher in charge to my evaluation to describe: "lazy". To just transfer from the countryside to the city to read me, there is pressure, mind also flashes than children in the city, didn't they alert, and even some wooden and introverted. But my parents didn't like now of the parents, to my study on management, they believe that I am consciously. Gradually after a year or two, result to rise from the bottom to the middle, also open a lot.
Gradually adapt to city life, I would betray oneself, naughty, innocent and lovely are evident, as if I already belong to the city, the country has gone from me.
Talking about being naughty, is of little not play with the same age with those things. Childhood home conditions, generally not as wealthy family in the home, buy four wheel bike for children, two big wheel, rear wheel is equipped with two small wheel balance. Had no small bike of his own, he took advantage of mother off the bike, of, after approval by her on her blue phoenix brand bicycles. Owing to lack of height, bottom would not be sitting cushion, a bottom with the feet step on to start jumping up and down. Most of the children are with their parents after 80 bicycles to learn to ride a bike. About the kid is playing around with open, may also be because I look like boys, play with the boy is very open. There was a little boy has a bike, among several partners will take turns riding his car to play, every play like a madman, thus riding a bike, like a wild child. It's my turn to ride, I don't agree, standing on the feet, the wind from on both sides of the body through the brush.
Childhood is happy, because there is no academic burden, no cake, have a plenty of peer companionship and friendship, have parents to the child's tolerance and understanding. I have a carefree childhood and happy.
Posted by 萌萌噠的娃 at
13:49
│melancholy
