West
There is paradise, there are Suzhou and Hangzhou on Earth, is the beautiful West Lake, has let the world see heaven. I have never been to Suzhou and Hangzhou on Earth, had not visited West Lake. Friends invited on several occasions in the distance, but I dare not go, just to the West Lake has a place in the heart.
"Desire than Xizi Lake, neither too deep nor too pale, always affordable". How beauty of West Lake? Perhaps, more often, in our heart of the West Lake, is just a symbol or symbol. Like beauty, modern with which none of us have met, but the beauty of Xi Shi will let the soul of countless people around inside. As we have for the pursuit of beauty and interpretation, and the beauty of the beauties of the West Lake, not because of who and with whom such beauty is innate, natural days, whether you like or don't like it, will come from you voluntarily.
"Water ripple fine good, zll rain has odd". West Lake, as if not us, and then the United States, increased fertilizer, minus one is hide. Ancient West Lake ten, now seems to have a new ten scenes. "Failed to throw it to Hangzhou, half the duration is the Lake". In fact, why stop over, the beautiful West Lake, simply recalling miles long. The most beautiful scenery is always in a place you never arrived, far distance, but will look more real.
Perhaps no one more love than Su West Lake, West Lake is precisely because the reciting of Su Shi, early shows the beauty of heaven King. Sudi chunxiao, is a memory of Su Shi's legacy. Su Shi in Hangzhou for several years, loves the beautiful West Lake, more concerned with local people. "NGA vegetarian lying desolate bamboo, suspected the hardships." Than he would have a whole dynasty of Bai Juyi, served in three years here, and say good-bye before writing to the local people, "only one Lake, and thou shalt bad year." Bei Guo Sha Beach, stone Bank, head of the West Lake, have left a footprint of the poet. The beautiful West Lake, not able to cover up corruption and misery left by the war; the passage of time, poets brilliance gleaming.
2011年8月18日星期四
Autumn words
Autumn words
Once laughed, cried, memory too much sadness in the memories of the heavy rain soaked outside the window of my mind, I can't support my soul, saw the yellow leaf pieces with the rain falling outside the window, one can't help but cause a choking, gave back stacked, always some trace of wind, after the sad, finally even the memories were crying ... ...
Whispers from time to time, have disappeared in the sigh, do not know which sounds saying: love is like the sand in his hand, loss of grip tightening more likely! Love is not possession, but an invisible expectation. So are fine and think, pay so much, even if he was gone, but after all, gave me some good memories, but I love that he is dedicated, not for him to love me once again, but in this vast, remember me!
"Loving you is the greatest happiness of my life, you are my sweetest pain, is my pride and you, without you, I was like a boat lost routes. "This is the flower of rose champagne, looked at the flowers will also wane, distressed in mind, like a knife, cut off my heart ... ...
Autumn arrives, and you're gone, so hurry, don't forget your time for me. Walking in the familiar path, hold pledge our love in one's hand, things are still there, but do not like the previous, less a sweet and happy. Picking up a yellow leaves the road lines, my heart is like a small hand connected again, the pale love, even recycled emotion of love, is also useless, only hard to forget, make me long for SB. one loves ash, anyway, would not change his mind, let all gone with the wind ... ...
Who I don't complain, just your incompetence, kept his men and heart had naively believed that love is sharing joy, less of a sincere, just think of how to play, how happy, losing only after he knew he had so much, will eventually tired of.
Let the wind take my loneliness and think fondly of, let autumn leaves erase our memory, let it lightly autumn words, quietly reserved..
Once laughed, cried, memory too much sadness in the memories of the heavy rain soaked outside the window of my mind, I can't support my soul, saw the yellow leaf pieces with the rain falling outside the window, one can't help but cause a choking, gave back stacked, always some trace of wind, after the sad, finally even the memories were crying ... ...
Whispers from time to time, have disappeared in the sigh, do not know which sounds saying: love is like the sand in his hand, loss of grip tightening more likely! Love is not possession, but an invisible expectation. So are fine and think, pay so much, even if he was gone, but after all, gave me some good memories, but I love that he is dedicated, not for him to love me once again, but in this vast, remember me!
"Loving you is the greatest happiness of my life, you are my sweetest pain, is my pride and you, without you, I was like a boat lost routes. "This is the flower of rose champagne, looked at the flowers will also wane, distressed in mind, like a knife, cut off my heart ... ...
Autumn arrives, and you're gone, so hurry, don't forget your time for me. Walking in the familiar path, hold pledge our love in one's hand, things are still there, but do not like the previous, less a sweet and happy. Picking up a yellow leaves the road lines, my heart is like a small hand connected again, the pale love, even recycled emotion of love, is also useless, only hard to forget, make me long for SB. one loves ash, anyway, would not change his mind, let all gone with the wind ... ...
Who I don't complain, just your incompetence, kept his men and heart had naively believed that love is sharing joy, less of a sincere, just think of how to play, how happy, losing only after he knew he had so much, will eventually tired of.
Let the wind take my loneliness and think fondly of, let autumn leaves erase our memory, let it lightly autumn words, quietly reserved..
This summer: half bright, half the summer injuries
This summer: half bright, half the summer injuries
Migratory birds leave lament pierced the sky outside the window. Subtle flush of ripples on the horizon. Slightly dark cavities.
The summer weather was always back and forth. Seem to be the summer went by
Black cloud hovering in the horizon. Tears always leave it boring. And then drift away. Left a seemingly bright sunny days.
Rooms are not suppressed. That song also quietly sounded. Interpret the mood of the depressed metal style is very thorough.
After the silence.
Hidden in the air of restlessness. Skipping out.
Hua Deng CU Shang. Who is lonely wrapped around.
Women on the stage wearing a gorgeous skirt with China, whose melancholy song from die young singing. A loud sigh, to curtain call. Stage and return to the original serene. Audience has to leave, only I'm still recalls the song gorgeous grief in silence in the Auditorium.
As if I am the only one, quietly stay in this world I belong. Beautiful on the outside and in the world of the dark depressing void.
I stands in as a clown on the stage of interpreting the protagonist of his story. Fate will eventually be the case. We can't break the curse.
We are going through many lifetimes of samsara, it was fate after all a hoax.
Destiny gave us such a joke.
We were playing.
It was smiling.
It's watched it Director of farce is laugh.
A personal
A person buy a glass of Cola with ice. SAT to KFC, a window seat. Look outside of pedestrian, arrogant or humble as they live. They can live happy or unhappy. Only they know. They are known only to their own Gan unwilling to mediocrity.
The upstairs this afternoon I was just in that short as an audience watching them put on their debuts.
I am just here to escape, and entertainment. Fun around its time.
KFC burst into a song. Inflammation of sub-LUN of the only see you.
My mind was pulled back. Start quiet drink your Coke.
Complaining about society, is of no use.
I look at them in order to survive around. After a few years I will also be the case. Run to live. Arrogant or humble lives. I'm sitting here watching them, see themselves as an audience, whether it is a practice of trying to avoid.
Who knows.
Regression, thoughts was a child. Although some say that after 13 years, and he doesn't know any better themselves as a child. I know better, but it was still a child.
Whether you shouldn't have to think about these.
Sub-LUN of another in inflammatory solves the first of the sudden the coke.
We leave here.
On returning to the stage. Out my play. Sad or happy.
Migratory birds leave lament pierced the sky outside the window. Subtle flush of ripples on the horizon. Slightly dark cavities.
The summer weather was always back and forth. Seem to be the summer went by
Black cloud hovering in the horizon. Tears always leave it boring. And then drift away. Left a seemingly bright sunny days.
Rooms are not suppressed. That song also quietly sounded. Interpret the mood of the depressed metal style is very thorough.
After the silence.
Hidden in the air of restlessness. Skipping out.
Hua Deng CU Shang. Who is lonely wrapped around.
Women on the stage wearing a gorgeous skirt with China, whose melancholy song from die young singing. A loud sigh, to curtain call. Stage and return to the original serene. Audience has to leave, only I'm still recalls the song gorgeous grief in silence in the Auditorium.
As if I am the only one, quietly stay in this world I belong. Beautiful on the outside and in the world of the dark depressing void.
I stands in as a clown on the stage of interpreting the protagonist of his story. Fate will eventually be the case. We can't break the curse.
We are going through many lifetimes of samsara, it was fate after all a hoax.
Destiny gave us such a joke.
We were playing.
It was smiling.
It's watched it Director of farce is laugh.
A personal
A person buy a glass of Cola with ice. SAT to KFC, a window seat. Look outside of pedestrian, arrogant or humble as they live. They can live happy or unhappy. Only they know. They are known only to their own Gan unwilling to mediocrity.
The upstairs this afternoon I was just in that short as an audience watching them put on their debuts.
I am just here to escape, and entertainment. Fun around its time.
KFC burst into a song. Inflammation of sub-LUN of the only see you.
My mind was pulled back. Start quiet drink your Coke.
Complaining about society, is of no use.
I look at them in order to survive around. After a few years I will also be the case. Run to live. Arrogant or humble lives. I'm sitting here watching them, see themselves as an audience, whether it is a practice of trying to avoid.
Who knows.
Regression, thoughts was a child. Although some say that after 13 years, and he doesn't know any better themselves as a child. I know better, but it was still a child.
Whether you shouldn't have to think about these.
Sub-LUN of another in inflammatory solves the first of the sudden the coke.
We leave here.
On returning to the stage. Out my play. Sad or happy.
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