Autumn afternoon
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Zhanjiang like autumn , cool wind , very comfortable in the afternoon , riding electric car driving in the People's Avenue, the weak sun , whirling shadows of the trees , the sky clear relic washed , very clean streets , fresh air, the sun shines on the walls of tall buildings reflecting light blurred , at the moment , so I created an illusion that the city is not reflected in the lake , why is so clear ?
Autumn is a romantic season it, always like to sit in the bus window seat, a quiet corner watching the fall of Zhanjiang , south did not dim autumn leaves, like a transparent sapphire blue sky , white clouds , through window to watch people coming and going , looking galloped off the vehicle , looking lush towering trees on both sides of the road , watching the new buildings stand tall in the sky , the breeze over the Buddha , the city , there is a quiet warm taste , transparent, clean.
This is a very quiet city , whenever calm down always tempted to imagine something irrelevant , or mood , or life , or tomorrow , or ever , in short, a lot a lot. In fact , I was willing to write the text faint Ruoyouruowu mind while thinking , sometimes at the distant shades of green .
Like in this autumn afternoon, lying in the sunshine , the headphone volume is released into the biggest , big enough and I separated from this world , then a person intoxicated , single cycle is also a feeling it .
Also, or after autumn rain , washed out feeling quietly hanging on the balcony, the wind gentle passing , brewing beautiful encounter .
Or will remember long after that quiet afternoon , everything as the former , do not see a little strange , and even a touch of the sun are so , like, it was never expecting miracles happen. Perhaps this should not go on like this day , so there is no arrangement had met , who is a masterpiece , you and I do not know, but thinks for a while , only to find that we have been in each other's side, the possibility of missing Looking back is a casual turn right . I still believe that we went to the final end will not forget that afternoon , never forget the first one conversation , the first one look like, then, has shown signs of this life .
After a long time suddenly think , the Bowl . Who met me at the time around the corner , you whom the fleeting standing ?
I do not know since when become so afraid of hate, not love , I do not know since when have loved everything into understatement . I think will one day cease to be so , forget those who faint impression , give yourself a carefully written to a love or injury , to a stirring .
Some netizens said: "You write the text lacks pain, lack of vicissitudes , they are written in too much reality ." Perhaps I have already had a simple memorial old pain , or I do not speak with the vicissitudes of life , but I was surprised because I never know , I realize I was so realistic people , it seems, I would have cahoots with the secular , friends , thank you for reminding outspoken , let me know myself.
After every piece of Crossroads Farm Hospital , waiting for the 99 seconds plus 69 seconds of traffic lights, I particularly heartbreak , every pain , unable to express in words , people here do not flow , traffic is not too much, I really do not understand why the traffic lights to be set for such a long time, which is not forcing me to break the traffic lights do ? Originally, I was so impatient person .
This autumn afternoon for thinking, is more suitable for travel , good longing for a state of life , I miss throwing everything, carrying a bag , with a SLR , accompanying a loved one , to see the landscape from north to south , to this end go to Hong Kong or Macau trip, think of it , and I feel some sense of excitement , as in this quiet afternoon sky suddenly across the traces of birds , Hong Kong and Macau in the end is what kind of place , everything is unknown, you can look forward to time off a little faster , and look forward to see my little earlier fascinating place customs.
Every game trip, every song , every afternoon , the interpretation of a different mood .
I think, on a sunny afternoon , looking for a favorite song , single cycle .
I think, in fine, clear autumn day , back bags , watching a foreign land scenery.
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I think, in the warm afternoon , to a spiritual baptism .