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Dusk open book from ecstasy

2018-8-21 20:39| 发布者: admin| 查看: 111| 评论: 0

摘要: REVIEW twilight gradually receded, slowly climbed up on children, moonlight, moonlight pouring as late autumn month-hui, a touch of sadness bedding, makes a kind of pain in a warm, sweet forlorn.Those ...

REVIEW twilight gradually receded, slowly climbed up on children, moonlight, moonlight pouring as late autumn month-hui, a touch of sadness bedding, makes a kind of pain in a warm, sweet forlorn.Those characters come together, so I think life just like fresh air, so the dusk to midnight, lonely soul, little footprint, in his own words in diastolic.  Lock spring sunset light smoke, wind into Luo Yi, peach before, sunsets slanting through the screen, the dream of loneliness and bustling covered with branches, can not resist laying into the text in the context of years, seeking to going there, it is so immersed in the faint scholarly in.- Yiyi (a) like dusk, holding one of their favorite books, page after page of the look, like this feeling, but also used the time to read this, the evening twilight gently sweep cheeks, full pale yellow house, as if walking through the time tunnel.  Those encountered in the text of the statement made me inexplicable heart palpitations, feeling one moment, these words will be like a spirit, attached to a blossoming peach flowers blooming in my eye pro in.  Suddenly, remembering the days of snow poetic, sometimes, remember the story of those who have no reason not any outcome.    (B) such feeling of deja vu, because the text is the sky, reading the text, sometimes I think the rain tapping the eaves of the scene, sometimes think of a leaf canoe moored in the windy bridge crossing.  Think of those or grief or joy of life, in one moment become eternal, the written word soak perception of life, such as the line for a very long road, spiritual solace in words.  Perhaps he really is a child grow up, experience can not get past the haze of mind, will help to break up the text, or to run the text leads to another world.  You'll say I'm not realistic, but I'm only way to temporarily forget some memory.    (C) let the heart rest Andi petals speckled perch in children, and not far from a small wooden seat, put a familiar melody "cloud water Zen", soothing and comfortable.  Zen edge waiting quietly come, as scattered like misty rain, watering the hearts of tall slowly open water tankers, such as sitting in a lotus, City of Time, past wind.  Walk lightly in the Spiritual Journey, quietly released the joys and sorrows, happiness and disappointment.  Such as making a long dream, entangled strands in mind, my heart Huang Huang natural smell of these feelings, nothing can stop.    (D) alone in the text of fragrance luxuriantly in touch with years of edges and corners, and time counterparts.  Person's life, there are always ups and downs, learn to bear, learn to accept and enjoy all that this process brings, no one can share for you, because you are you, no one can replace.  All along, all know what a woman is, the text will always be flowing with love touched, if liked something, they will not easily give up or forget.    (E) text texture highly infectious, quietly born at the moment of the moment, many moved to happen in one moment, and pull fragments of memory, there is no deliberate arrangement, there is no formulaic mood, so they filled in the written word.  Occasionally unlimited reverie, and occasionally a moment's peace.Some blot full of mind, could not help but be filled with emotion, ah, some people will leave from your side, and some people will be left for you, between the Red interpretation of the unknown everything is clutch.  Encounter between people is so intricate and unpredictable, some separation will be temporary, while others are is forever.    (Vi) lazily resting in the wicker chair, quietly enjoying this nature gives the telepathic.  For a long time, has been like sitting on a wicker chair perception of their inner world, all flying dreams are related with the wicker chair, like vines, ivy is not due to their own circumstances, if that person has subconscious, so my subconscious , he has been likened himself vine like a winding plant, strong vitality.  Like vine tension, like the indomitable vine, vine prefer beautiful shape.    (Vii) in the vast ocean of words, we can always make your own vibrate encounter text, read it, read it twice, or not fun, simply copying a book on, you will find this to be their own possession.  Always feel the presence of the computer: it is a cloud!Zhibuding what time it will run its course, and the handwriting on the books, will feel that it has been integrated into their life as.  So my bag, in addition to mobile phones, small netbooks, cameras, card holder, key cases, small cosmetic bags, each bag has a beautiful little book with a pen, anything can be forgotten, never forgotten books live.  Even once 3,000 feet in the air on the plane, breath in the books Graffiti six thousand words, put next to a guy watching Song of foreign companies have spent shock.    (Viii) think of a word: dearest friends is the spring, autumn is humble; poetry is full moon, the moon is painted.  Twilight gradually receded, slowly climbed up on children, moonlight, moonlight pouring as late autumn month-hui, a touch of sadness bedding, makes a kind of pain in a warm, sweet forlorn.  Those characters come together, so I think life just like fresh air, so the dusk to midnight, lonely soul, little footprint, in his own words in diastolic.  How can the mortal world to give birth to so many helpless, let us skelter, only silent silent.I only hope every twilight, are holding a book, liked the phrase, put it down when the micro eyes closed, intoxicated during.  Seclusion was born, and since then, no longer involved smoke past.

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