Melody

I crashed into the twilight thoughts, I have been watching from afar, it is interesting how little distance. The white clouds floating below the village is looming, the village is next to the winding Road, a bamboo swaying in the wind, stretching the season from a poem.

Embracing a few leaves of fall, the silence of the land, will be a drop-Wei Luo of the setting sun. It was first raised in December looked at the sky, blue tile-watt blue birds over, he suddenly had to cry. Pentium knees before the journey, strange figure walking hastily, intimate smile and simplicity, the winter comes, the wind had Shuzhuo collar people, such as cold words, the habitat in the text of the pain. In December, I outlined a sad picture of the months and years, weaving my prose to think about poetry from a non-emotional, I simply stand in the sky, holding virtual sad, and not think about the direction of the journey, a long Long pen a short distance away dragon and snake respectively.

It's time to say goodbye in the morning, a colt time over the open field, Snow Piaoman ice-cold water. Men meet women with deeply buried seeds to the soil, hoe and sickle of the old wall of silence and the relative, waiting for the coming year, the voices of spring. December started slowly picture, my hands were stained with the ink marks with the song. December's departure is leisurely and the Hang Kai Chen Dian, with the sword of light, it is the legendary love, as in the Han-mei foot of a mountain in full bloom quietly. I Zhijian blank page spread in the loneliness of the sun, bit by bit plain language full of dialectical flowers. Who Xiandan in the late autumn morning, bent with the Juanxiu italics Pro without a word of Morocco by. Is the fate of these when I think of warmth; who in the early winter cold at night, pick up a beautiful Andante Cantabile of the past. I am quiet happy to listen to the songs fascinated. December night the moon bright and distant relative, as I do, I do not have gorgeous or beautiful words, flat or what hidden Yu, Tingna I just play the first of many times "I am with you."

Melody water in the moonlight walk slow and beautiful, I can not, can not indulge in their own way, I imagine, the cold weather, the material in the Cang-ran in the Review. There will always be in the far distant past, Japan has leapt to customs Guanju Book of the river bank, the plain words of love over infiltration of pure color. Years of the sun falling in a transparent anthem. Jun Ma boys rode into the distance, the girls in front of the stream of water from the tours, people walked along the river bank Chuaizhao love. Hang Yin poets of the pre-Qin beating wooden duo sound in the sky of the earth under the record of the most authentic voice. December cities, steel and cement, construction stocks and the survival of the order of the guarded entry into the WTO rules. Rivers and the village is a well-built business cards, visitors crowded, people do not know how the story began, the legend of how the end of that material in the shops, beauty, leisure and love gone to great pains to be packaged for sale of goods.

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night of poetry

(May be true that wiretapping is between those who still won the morgue of a wild cat, it won all the darkness and the moonlight through the warning: It is all the steps in the direction of death!)
I have lived on campus, the moonlight on the lawn and the lawn of the Fuxin tall and straight into the Indus between the trees in the garden of the rich and the silence of the stadium, ah, in the window Ruomingruoan Qiuchong the slope and Xiao Ling Under the long transfer between the Jinsha River, forget it and I will follow, and in a timely manner to maintain the distance.
I brought back a night of poetry.
The moonlit river, numerous interpretations of the rhetoric Yunyan mist, is the reflection of my past life. I finally brought back my past life that dim and irresistible fate.

Ten years ago, the moon, falls on wrist, and bump time Hui to a need to talk about again and again. It was the cleanest I have tears by a vote of the Yi Hong reflect the sad mood.
Eight years ago the shoulder, silk-like under the moonlight, I feel the weight of pressure over time have to bear the separation. Through the western suburbs, is the kind of site; to the west of the station, the cold moon is pulled tight in the hands of ticket stubs.
Three years ago, the footprints, the moon is a time to pick up and put inside your grieved. Rangers backs, sometimes sitting on a wooden table restaurant, and sometimes rely on the moonlight in front of the bleach, and sometimes, like loving you bound in a league in every corner of the dream.
Today, the eyes fall on the Moon, Yingying is still the tears. Cold Dew western suburbs to the west of Frost's late autumn, as I never end-result of habitat, and as you Mochibuwang home in a flash, let us apart and linked to each other.

shopping

Look beyond the shoes; also, in the range of shopping, you are obsessed in a pair of shoes, but it is expensive, Fate of Li Qun, is more You do not have the appropriate occasion to wear it, is to buy back for holding an appreciation of its own, and to give up wearing in the foot, thought again and again, you have to bear the pain cut Love ... ... 1200 called a good friend, a woman chatting topic - marriage and family, the simple language about the marriage of sorrow and helplessness, I do not know what, for marriage, who despite all this? Love is no right or wrong, only suitable. Friends of marriage is the envy of outsiders , Is like style generosity, work fine shoes, outsiders see only the surface of the bright and beautiful regard to wear uncomfortable with Shu, in a mayonnaise Only know their own taste, Foot only realized. Appears to be the perfect shoes, may not be comfortable to wear, you may be envious of someone else's shoes, there are always people want to claim that someone else is always a good thing , Want, but you have not thought about that once you have, you will not be at the foot of the Italian said that the pair? Is it that you take the more stable It is more practical? Love, such as shoes, or have co-foot two-shoes is the right choice so that your feet will stretch your only out of the wonderful life on the road.