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Once I, there are some Enron thoughts in silence, the light around the dance of the mind, always have a dream, is a flower sweet spring, the flowers in the garden. A silent woman, or on a long day of the clean water of the Mid Autumn Festival, on deciduous oncoming bow meditation woman. I like to meet like this with a quality suggestive of poetry or painting, perhaps this encounter in my subconscious may be forever, maybe is eternalHK ip networking! In fact, I know that all earthly, are not immutable and frozen. The text is so, people will be so. But, I am afraid of life in those limpid met in a turn, inadvertently is the horizon, a review on shore. Because, I care about life all meet love truth, but also afraid to pay the true inner feelings, can not go all the way and sad, and sad. Leave, perhaps time will eventually merge everything, just, I may never see the once warm eyes at that time, and can not be put into loving arms, not that there is nothing comparable to this joy, dreamlike Qinru heart lowGo Organize. Of course, life will be along the original track, in leisure time, sitting by the window, a cup of coffee, have a look the book, listen to music, write some small mood. If a cool breeze blowing gently, or have the slightest inclined rain but also with a little bit of flower fragrance blew into play in the cheeks, lazy in this atmosphere of curling up in the chair, then can let oneself happy drunk in them, not to think about the past, let the heart return original quiet heart, so quietly in their own world, to listen to the wind, moon, flowersCraft Storage Furniture! |
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