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Thu, 17 May 2012 |
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| Autumn | |||||
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drizzle of rain, washed away the summer heat and
hot, wash away the summer irritable and depressed,
Dayton was slowly cool and the breath of autumn.
The rain has stopped, the weather was fine, the
light blue sky, high, far away. Floating clouds,
white and transparent, sometimes together,
sometimes separation. The free bird, fly fly
delight ... ...
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Gradually the Sun Xi Chui, blue sky, white
clouds, the sun bright dyed red. The villagers yurt
smoke plume of blue smoke curling up, circling,
yellow grass scattered on the white sheep, take
one's ease, run jump, sight is a rural and idyllic
beautiful scenery. The sunset afterglow mountains
green, light, reflected the field, more colorful.
Red jujube, apple, hung Ji head, bending the
branches. Yellow pear, flickering in the wind,
flashing little flash, grape trellis pearl agate, a
string of a string, green, yellow, red, purple, a
crystal clear, let person be unable to hide one's
greed. Fields of rice, maize, sorghum, is a piece
of golden.
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let person be reluctant to leave, the harvest time,
let the joy. This is the autumn of rich and
colorful.
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Wed, 16 May 2012 |
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| Mutual support the beautiful dream | |||||
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will always live in my heart.
Leaves to the root said: you will always live in my
journey.
Root moistens green, leafy shade root, support each
other, the world is complicated and difficult to
deal with, the beauty with luxuriant foliage.
Can not help but think of" shuyinghengxie Qingqian
water, floating on the evening Anxiang " famous,
thin film with water off, cross much charm meaning;
but a weak month kiss, floating had a slim.
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support into a beautiful.
Like a towering ancient wood need the earth
support, brilliant purples and Reds need green
support, our healthy development also need their
family support. With support, all the world become
better; a support, human beings seem auspicious.
Look at the bright sunny day with support, night
lights support, hard road there are footprints
support, faint moonlight support - - - - - red
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support; a country, need harmonious support; a
world of peace, need support.
With support, Eagles cleaved the sky., fish Cheung
shallow bottom; a support boat Bibo, car, road.
Without the sun 's support, to heart is black; no
air support, is the moon so cold; no water prop up,
the world will become very dirty!
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Tue, 15 May 2012 |
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| The wind, can be through the thorns | |||||
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Sunglasses OutletLife is like the wind.
An ancient metaphor. You may be feeling in it come,
go, not a trace; I can travel over land and water,
in time big sand, found the figurative meaning:
But the wind, can be through the thorns.
Dickinson put the life painted fence wall inside
and outside, we layer after layer through. In fact,
the layers of the fence is covered with thorns, we
through, often covered all over with cuts and
bruises, physically and emotionally destroy. Then,
you see, the wind outside the walls of thousands of
rayon hundred fold, unyielding whistled, the air
condenses under spectacular marks.
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hasten to do in life is a long journey, in the
rough in the running, in frustration after nirvana,
sad all over the body, down a pain. We are tired,
it does not only rest; we are bitter, however
cannot evasive. As barren mountain wild forest tree
a tree, sun storm came, flying sand and rolling
pebbles came -- lose one's temper, to the birds
peck, urchin, folded, iron axe cut, we are full of
scars, but also face a thorn bush.
Thoreau said:" here you can hear the noise of
river. The name of the ancient lost the wind
whistled past our woods." Maybe down to ask
ancient, can the true meaning of life such as
understanding.
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once brilliant writer for" " Wutai poem case" and
began to come down in the world, on the square,
hard to ann. In Chibi in the moonlight, he kinda,
see" the river breeze, the mountain of the moon",
made him that God crane lightly dance dream. In the
face of such a river deep frustration, he saw the
wind at the top of the mountain roar, circling, and
then with a torn body bone pain through the black
thorn forest. Suddenly, his heart pent-up
indignation, wound pain wind. Frustration, pain,
loss, but forget; dirge, might as well beyond.
Insight.
So he is mortal, landscape gardening, the final
paper go down in history. And those who framed his
crafty villain, who became a head fools. Only the
wind that night, has been lost in the wilderness
years, no perception.
Van Gogh saw the wind. He in the sunflower fields
lying lazily, entangled in a difficult question and
pain: depleted blood paintings, nobody understood,
one also cannot sell! For an art when human life,
no appreciation of his art as no one taking care of
your own life! This is a kind of contempt
contemptible, was suffering! This is one of life's
greatest frustration!
Fortunately, he saw a gust of wind through the
sunflower field. The wind was blocked, emitted a
roar of rage, however it tears move on! Regardless
of being blatantly branches across the body, they
succeeded!
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Mon, 14 May 2012 |
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| It rained last night | |||||
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Sunglasses OutletLove rain, rain love,
love walking in the rain, so very much like rain.
Last night 's rain, the rain remain unbroken until
now, from last night. Look out of the window or
slow or fast, or small or large, bit by bit,
xixilili, until dawn of the Xiaoxiao Xia Yu, mood
as flooding out, seems to be disseminated in the
gentle rain, wet wet wet, even my dreams down wet,
let a person have infinite deep feeling, give birth
to many thoughts, the scenes that clear and blurred
images from memory will come.
I love the rain, because rain love.
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think of rain, water Lian Yan sunny side, mountains
empty Meng Yu is also singular of the West Lake,
reminiscent of Xu Xian and the white snake that
beautiful legend. It was in West Lake Bridge side,
the "jumping Bai Yu bead chaos into the ship"
conception, began their amazing love. Imagine, in
the West Lake, misty, Yuanshanjinshui, pavilions,
mist misty, hidden, like a fairyland; the young
pretty woman under the umbrella, rain, oil, can not
have love scene of Italy, eternal love from start.
Now look at the CCTV version of" White Snake", the
feeling is very random, and presence of mind in
memory of that beautiful sad story can be quite
different.
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West Lake, huagangguanyu, Three Ponds Mirroring the
Moon, the mid-lake Pavilion, Bao Shu tower, bridge,
Causeway, in the misty fog mist into my field of
vision. Across Hongqiao, East Riverside bridge,
embankment, bridge, bridge pressure at LAN lock
bridge, reflected wave bridge, a six bridge is too
hastily. It is rare to meet on rainy days, in the
master's, listening to the rain under the boat, see
the countless tear also pull continuously white
rain line fell into the lake, delicate Southern
girls guides the mouth spit Wu Nong soft, in once
in a dream to depict the outline of countless etc
waters, heart daydream I youth longing for the
beautiful West Lake, marvel, West Lake, it is the
culture of West Lake, is the white lady of West
Lake, Su Xiaoxiao West Lake, Bai Juyi West Lake, Su
Dongpo West Lake ... ... Only the eyes of those
scenes in her rich cultural connotation, it created
a reputation for West Lake through the ages.
I love the rain, because rain associated with
spring and harvest.
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Sun, 13 May 2012 |
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| the world is not your home, lotus river is your paradise. | |||||
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Sunglasses OutletThe more I began to note
the lotus, I can't let Qinglian hurt. One day,
green home and starting to warm up, and green was
married when he Qinglian, home and face into a
beautiful woman, but was actually do not know, I
was uneven, green is blue, why now and more
personal to share? Although green never look at
that woman, but I was as Qinglian.
Buddha now began to concentrate, no longer see ways
of the world, but I can not see. I can 't see the
ways of the world, but I can not see lotus.
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finally know, this woman called concubine, was
unable to have children because. This is a Dutch
Qinglian, how will have a child? I know why the
world has always not happy, the world is not happy,
because the mind too much, so it was. Like the
lotus as water woman, not to have children again
how, how women can't give birth would be a sin?
Lotus, lotus ... ... I gently calling Qinglian
name.
The girl is very beautiful, I can feel that she is
in love with green, she has never complained about
green on her cold, she is like a quiet water,
almost invisible in the flowing. Green became
emaciated, he dare not to speak of the woman from
Qinglian, nobody tell qinglian. Green love
Qinglian, however, was clearly becoming unhappy,
she began to see the lotus pond, she more and more
think of lotus river in everything, she began to
let Buddha to pick her up. Just, Buddha in the
world, is not open my eyes, I would not wake the
buddha.
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pond lotus returned from reading, that is my woman
suddenly appeared in front of Qinglian, I saw two
beautiful women met in this way, I wore a red
shirt, and blue is a purple. My eyes are red, and
violet eyes is no confusion, filled with surprised
and puzzled. I remember Qinglian will not shed
tears. She looked at me with tears, more flow more
tears wet my clothes, my crying, at Qinglian kept
crying, she said, is all because of you, green
never look at me, because of you in his heart, I
want to know how you are woman, how can this
entrenched in green heart? Why don't you give young
children? Why are you torturing green? Me why? I
see Qinglian increasingly startled look, my heart
has bouts of pain. Blue, my blue, come back
quickly, the world is not your home, lotus river is
your paradise.
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