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They are at hand. Do not know why, probably not too long together, the girls may be that boys should go to her city, at least going to take a look at her. Ah boy has been trying to work hard for girls to the city, but the girls can not wait. She was on the phone to his performance in the extreme cold. Boys and girls so that a new boyfriend. Girls also think that boys may have a new girlfriend. In this age of graduation, breaking up is so popular words. So, ah, two people did not receive timely communication, the girls said at the bar. Boys thought she was joking, but also to accommodate her. Ami night in a talk with me, I decline to comment, breaking up is a process, not to say that the sub-sub. From his actions, I see that he simply fit. But I do not have the experience ah, I do not know where to help him. If he is fit, then he has to go back one day. If he decided to put down, then we can only let him forget completely. I can not interfere.
Ami's love to sleep 20 hours a day. His strong sense of professionalism has been dealt a severe blow. Ami finally tired of this place. Because here, he did not look forward to the busy life, as lonely, he will always remember his past. And he can not have a new start. So he's going to a strange place to start a new life, he wants the university to realize their dream school has been used. He talked about looking for leadership many times, but Kongshouerhui. Ami no longer fit not to go to work, had pressed on the fingerprint flash, vegetable market to buy vegetables, fish to buy chicken. When we return to the hostel, the smell of children continue to float reverberated out in the corridor, we either saliva DC. Ami occasionally asked me, but I do not dare, I dare not refuse in a person can not help but when he went close to him, and I hope that he deal with romance, and then there is a new start. Ah silly me. A baffling love even those who do not know, how I still know how to deal with all kinds of things happenPuxing PX-888 Puxing PX-777 WOUXUN KG-689 Wouxun KG-699E. |
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03:33 AM - November 19, 2008
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I wrote that over the Ami.
I have done Ami, Ami always default, I poorly demarcated between good and evil, may be totally wrong to judge.
Ami is a heavy feeling. Smart, nostalgia, self, very passionate, but it's a little timid. Even if I tell the truth, is to use a short message, I do not want him back. I was kind of like the sun Ganzuo tablets. I do not see him silent, and he looked at me gently. I am very angry, but we finally came together. Because I see that in the first Ami, my heart would love him.
However, I have always been aware that his heart had not been me, I am just one of his exports, even if he has given me many promises, we will also parted ways. We really quiet at the hands Ami in the struggle between her and I do not know how long it took, finally established its own determination.
Ami different from the very beginning, I avoid going near. At that time, he's happy to tell me that he has a girlfriend, her high, very beautiful, tall and slim and small hands warm. Her fingers are so slender, as Shuicong general. Her palm in the cold winter is so warm. I really miss her. However, we do not have a group photo. Because when we stand together, we all feel strange.
I put all the Ami's girlfriend called Miss M now.
At that time how much I inferiority of people ah. Ami said, I really did not expect a happy hello Oh, a woman is the most expensive maintenance of good hands, M miss such a good condition, so the feeling is really not easy, it is necessary to grasp the good ah. To finish the sentence when I find myself in the cool palm.
I do not always know how to go treasure friendship. Since then, so I can not read a Ami, indifferent to him.
Life in general, such as water flow from the fingertips. I gradually work on the track. Zheng Kexin in my head all the work that they have completely neglected their own dress. Although the faces of many long-Doudou, but very smooth skin. I think I always narcissistic, I think the skin looks smooth skin than I am satisfied with the smooth to many. I bought the expensive cosmetics, then maybe also to allow me to see Ami beautiful it is.
I always know that the population from the others Ami things, like everybody else. When I did not Ami is a friend, I really do not want Miss M with a person to waste my time brilliant youth, I do not believe there will be between men and women true friendship. Emotional development only to the development of a mess. But occasionally I need to understand that I am a person. Feelings may be the beginning of each other because they need it. Because his heart was always the first thought that Miss M, he's always talking about her, I always work hard, but Ami told me to ask me to dinner or shopping, I could not refusePuxing PX-888 Puxing PX-777 WOUXUN KG-689 Wouxun KG-699E |
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03:25 AM - November 19, 2008
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Do not Zuoban Wan Zixi that time also, at that time also do not know what network. We had just graduated from the wages of 120 yuan per month. A 14-inch black-and-white TV to Wu Liubai, we shy in the bag, Fu Xiaoshou it has not been a great drama. In this small town did not dance no restaurant, only one cinema. Therefore, those boring most of the night spent at the cinema. Shooting films, horror, comedy, martial arts films, is a anyway, as long as the film, all to see. Sometimes the film not look good, sitting there eating sugar cane or Kegua Zi. It eventually sent, simply, to find a store to eat supper, but what's to eat a Chaofen. Those of us who farm the child is afraid to lavish the money.
The rain in the evening, four people playing cards together, playing the kind of red five-escalation. As a card, as scores of five, often red to win, do not give way. How to win a party for the punishment of one to lose brains, unscrupulous. Hungry, Qingtangguamian a pot of boiling, and then eat Youziyouwei.
Axia still remember the long hair fluttering in the wind like.
Also remember that the Arab-Israeli drunk 10 minutes, the mess all over the floor. We are unprepared to stand aside, I do not know what to do.
Shao also remember a night in the disappearance of a sudden, we are going off the corner of the campus angle, very anxious. The next morning, when we saw him teeth, wanted to beat him mad. At that time, we are as close as brother and sister, are like brothers. We were disappointed to share together and share laughter.
Today that are staples of yesterday, and yesterday the fragment are staples of memory. No longer remember from the time, we have all scattered. Now, go to Axia in Jinhua. 10 minutes in the Arab-Israeli one, I am three, in the WU Yang Shao. Although the distance is not far away, but we all have to meet very few. Occasionally encountered only light to say greetings. The always busy, we have lost too many better.
No matter how erosion years, that come together for a day, has always engraved in our lives in the.Used Cargo Container Ocean Freight Containerlearn mandarin study in china |
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11:02 PM - November 6, 2008
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Four regular meals, regular as a result of "washing" the issue of bickering, and sometimes a round of washing, and sometimes simply "rock fabric scissors." Shao often rely upon a small canteen, Shualai, do not wash, pretending to angry eyebrows on the hop-hop, 10 minutes and the Arab-Israeli Axia his inclusive. I do not represented, often tit-for-tat with him, and Shua Lai does not wash. Often lead to smooth things out, of course, also presided over the No. 1 most of the time can not be fair, the last leader of the moderate or do it themselves. However, one thing is for the convention, that is, who is from home with a bit of good, must be the "communist".
After dinner, walking is a good time.
School entrance is a large area of farmland, we can be found all over the field who criss-crossing the trail.
The golden rape, during which Fengdie fly. He Miao green, the breeze off, one after another, the soil around the aromatic drift. 3322 students, or playing hand, or levied serious endorsement. Those farmers, there is still work to bend over, but some are home-Dutch hoe. Occasionally we will encounter a mighty BIGBUFFALO. We always like happy children on the ridge running all the way singing all the way. As if the year is popular, "the wolf of the North" and "about during the winter."
Hui oblique tenderness, gurgling streams. At that time Dongxi or clearance of sparkling, stone fish, can be seen distinctly. Ah Chung Shao and waved his arms to the hands of the other side threw stones, who threw far Biyi Bi, who left the graceful arc. Axia and I were sitting on the grass of the river, sweater, then hit home. Ah Chung also bought a small specialized fishing nets, in the summer when the fish into the water network. While those poor little fish, cooked, however, we still clamoring Sinseong-hoe, getting thin Huala miles. Overseas Shipping Containers Container Ocean Freight RateChinese Language |
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11:01 PM - November 6, 2008
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She knows nothing of walking barefoot on the beach of the sea, smuggling, with the heart.
The sea breeze gently blowing her white Shaqun Law, arbitrary blown her a hair. No to her care, and even do not want to rob Taishou hair swept over the eyes, even if the sea breeze baptism every inch of her skin, including the frantic, impetuous heart.
All this, only for him, and that appears to be the same soul, literature minded temperament, a rational view of the neck and neck, but I do not know entirely what to what his network.
He met with the accident is in a good friend and interesting literary gathering. His handwriting of making humorous and witty language is not just to her left a deep impression, but she was deeply attracted. That has never had the feeling Zhiyu without a word like her to stimulate the sensory nerve root of each. He also appreciate her attention to the ceremony, Wenzhibinbin the end of the moon at the invitation of All her speech. She is pleased to go, only to the similar interests.
Since then, he often sent her QQ Playing the common law of poetry appreciation, the news network known to the world, sent a net Wen co-cheek funny. Sometimes differences of opinion, went so far as the dispute heated. How many of them have hidden his love tell the truth, pretending to be her ignorance, but the smile of Muna, the only good night, said good-bye. ........
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04:29 AM - October 16, 2008
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Like a shepherd, a recovery of a too far away the extremely frivolous young sheep. Utopia is directed at them away, and proud of it found with this life. Light. Vulnerable. June, I was secular and personnel submerged plants, mature and realistic appreciation. Are all mortal beings and the small blind Qiexi and a new life. How could it not?
June on the last day of little celebration. The only thing it can do is write on paper in July to do. Practicing piano, listening to jazz and back 5,000 words. And then quietly wait for it to end. That's less sweet Wei Yin disappeared on the strings. Depths of the ear. The days are still ahead in time. Dong Dong pace ring. Scarlett said, tomorrow is a new day ah........ |
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04:28 AM - October 16, 2008
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Do not often go to the computer and audio equipment market town. Na Dong iron gray three-story cement room, echoing arbitrage, and the cost of a monopoly. But the old city is located in the geographic location, urban air Again, with heart. Outside the viscous cold rain, sweat blow against our faces, the heat transistor, the plastic socket, pirated optical discs, residual volumes odor of the food run. Zhang see a hair disheveled, his eyes red and swollen face. There are teeth yellow smoke of coke. White vest, shorts and slippers. Some people with disabilities, congenital polio, sitting behind the counter on the Qi Bulai can only use loud called attractive. Missing teeth of a child's cry big mouth smile.
Has successfully found a year ago that the store. There is no cool-headed and feelings of people and a counter-offer, what is a mature equipment. To buy new speakers with subwoofer, when the effort to remove many. Sweat to walk along the street like a hero to complete the mission as their own can not help but smile. After passage of those, such as after a long tentacles of the black bush. Out of curiosity and tension. Can not distinguish between good and evil. As a result the alert, lonely, embarrassed. After an hour and changeable, and a heavy reliance on foreign goods, were easy to believe........ |
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04:27 AM - October 16, 2008
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Live in the Peak sunset over when the convective clouds, the moon when half his face, the whole valley in a golden light Or, a long trench on stream to silence, the occasional day like dogs cock also lived close to serene . Fields, open Qiuchong throat, the season belongs to enjoy the time. Chirp chirp, the Goo Goo, wow Wa Wawa, Wowohuohuo, from the first, as if a curtain before the final competition, launched in the fall of the field. And then the moon, losing the round and I are the only audience outside, as if referees can be winners. Those grasshopper, the sun just downhill, Tanaka from the ridge to the polymer, the ridge on the election of a hard-tall grass, climbed up early, it seems that first game to see the moon rising. Those who occupied the place stem, and sometimes just a lot of crawling on all fours, but not indisputable looting, according to the order of first come, first served, early in the top of the self, a belated look below
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10:13 PM - October 14, 2008
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The school gate is a small terraced street, every day I set foot on the path along the ridge. This is a gentle slope of the north, ANGLE on the gentle slope of the terraces, linked to a mound of a hill. With the slope of the ups and downs, and some fields Kuanjin about one meter, the ridge was as high as 23 meters, occasionally there are more than 10 meters wide Field. Walking on the ridge, to the point of view, in addition to Lvlv ridge of grass, and golden yellow line - while terraced fields of rice cooked, the rice falls, has been the spread of Dachaoshan Poding up. Looking down the golden harvest are Ruyan has been rolling into the north side of the river. Looked at the golden rice fields, reducing day by day, standing in the grass growing day by day, from autumn wind, I can not Shihuai every day along the same direction, repeat the same pace. The total look forward to the clouds who sent the book to Jin, Yan Zi back, Yuemanxilou, in Toyama, I can not get to talk to hearing.......... |
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10:11 PM - October 14, 2008
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Town lived every day to hear all the noise of the crowd, the dead of night, dug out the occasional bottom of the bamboo flute, blowing on a Gufangzishang, General Zhao Buhui also used to the feeling of playing. Mosa Zhao hard times I went with the flute, and those playing on the next day floating on the scene ... my heart ...
Teachers graduated, I was assigned to a "small Calendula End," the village primary school teaching. School is located in the golden light of the River on a gentle slope, surrounded by office of the village store, there are two households, inaccessible by road, no television. Teachers are local people, and I only live at the school principal, after school, on the campus of boiling up all of a sudden loneliness. Principal older, gas was proud of my young, especially long-winded nagging fear, not love, and his contacts. He let me teach first grade math language, class, which would allow the graduating class at the show's grand I am lost. No choice but ah, a big boy and a group of small children to start a new life. Teaching is a fresh, but a rough life is not boring color. 3:30 p.m., students from school to home, I do, in addition to nest in a small low-old classmate dormitory window to write, boredom, loneliness longer hate, a person alone in licking their wounds.
The window sat a day when the setting sun to drag the shadow of the mountains to live in cages schools, the total should be back in the back scared me. Do a little hasty to eat rice, suboccipital out of the bamboo flute, Fankou home, a person .............
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10:10 PM - October 14, 2008
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I have a lot of friends, like a bird in the branches of my habitat, the small rabbit for a walk when I am in the side after, Cao Er flowers will be under the sunset and I mutter. Wind breeze, I will hear the distant sight of friends singing, rain drops, I dance the whole body will become partners in the eyes linger on the scenery,
I will be in the forest and I love the sea in the distance, we love and miss the growth of deep-rooted in the ground, his strong arm to a shelter, I hit the wind and rain, nestling in his side, I Danding Enron. In the years I have gone through the branches of a circle of the ring, such as the flow of time, I still endless. My child in the near hills to play on their tender shoots of a young man like himself, as so angry swagger. Or in a seed, I have taught them how to accept the gift of child bee, how to face the baptism of thunder and lightning, and their joy in the eyes, I like the most beautiful flowers in bloom.
If there is no bother, I will be with my wife standing a century, thousands of lives and stay away until I came tumbling down, and slowly my body has become a paradise of small insects. I will be the next reincarnation of it? Do not know. The next life, I have to do a tree, but I would also like to live well, accompanied the girl grew slowly, and so on the next visit of Halley's Comet, Oh Oh, alive and happy.......
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10:09 PM - October 14, 2008
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Tonight I hut in the village sitting alone, reading at a Candle, a tobacco and liquor on close to becoming one of the world body.
I saw upon under the olive trees in the San Mao called the woman. I was also a poem street tree leaves God for no reason have to burn the prize.
Iraqis, who would have thought that your heart space than any star or the moon should be warm.
Occasionally, so that a Qingyun, are gradually drifting away, like a fan.
In the window of my heart and have been over the moon ship Yang Zhao Yingying a deep sense of warmth. ......
At this time, your heart is what fan?
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Is the home next month. Waming village deep sleep a few sentences can be awakened.
I think the voices of half of the village in full bloom in this small river, the frog has become a cluster of Drum homesickness fragile nerves.
Moonlight as silk, the mother with a fine needle, the traction of the time line, to mend the poor memory.
When the wind when the morning breeze, my mother still nicknames Huan Zhao time, so that the memory footprint of a clear step by step.
Iraqi people, you drink wine with bubbles into the moonlight hometown of tea, so long in the soul of the Central Committee, the Department of scented tea shy love; so far from the homeland of the pupil of the eye, clear our memory.
At this point, you push a foreign land in the window lattice detail what the stars? Moonlight beam, which is your thoughts? Flashing moment which is sent to your comfort? |
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03:44 AM - October 9, 2008
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In autumn, the moon is the insight of all things Yan Kong, to get a glimpse of a thorough soul.
Yichuang Mochizuki, I carefully savings eye, was looking to do the End of the World Guihong, the harder you saw the Green Qian Ying Cong Cong.
As a result, there is a flat moonlight in my heart, and come up occasionally ran pictures, such as a piece of white horse to the Chi. I heard over the soul of the village, in the dream of poetry, singing Diyin shallow. Tage from those of birds, drunk Xiang I love sleeping for many years.
Iraq, where are you? I would like to go with you, look for wind-down of the Tao Heung Li Li and for many of the hot tears.
The sky is a blue state, is a shadow on the years after the invasion and the dream of color.
There are places in the world should be sentimentally attached to block; next month, some people have to love.
Chi native land, the first time I cried aloud. To see, I paid a life of virginity, but did not have to avoid the trap of love and love of guns.
Oh Iraqis, whether or not a person is missing the best in the Spring River? A person should love her so happy?
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03:43 AM - October 9, 2008
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Mid-Autumn Festival of the window is swagger of a temptation. Many just swat the palm of your hand window lattice, Pi ba wing of the dream.
Tuikai Chuang, quietly blooming chrysanthemums, Juan Yi will never be the golden fragrant, there will be no increase in order to resume the Bosa love in my window, sprinkling in front of me behind.
Iraq, on in the countryside, where are you?
Are you from the silver, simple, stubborn Yuet Wah of the open singular beauty, a taste of the sacred and eternal love?
On in the country, is buried in the earth's thin fertilizer to grow crops, soil, with the appearance of the rustic village of Han Xiao close to the same.
On the home, suffering from a heavy stand out of fresh ideas, brilliant Xiaoye, the graceful charm, and the blood of the oration Xianglian dim.
As a result, the name of the moon simple, but profound connotation.
Iraqi, you have to break into my River, and also keep you awake fragrance; I have been your windows, Qin you bomb my Rouchang chaos.
Now, in the face of shy and well-being of poetry, let us learn to work with the Ten expression of love....... |
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03:40 AM - October 9, 2008
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To the quietly, without a trace go.
Mom told me: "Little Green, are pleased to Mummy, you are grown up. There are some things Mommy does not have its own comments, if only to know that her daughter really likes to find themselves in no way opposed to Mummy, and when found The man is just a mistake, he can open up, Mommy was very pleased. "
Perhaps, we really have feelings, just a long, short, forget ... ...
Maybe, we do not like each other, just wrong for the opposite sex as a novel of love ... ...
The world was pure and simple, and because we do not become too much of the confusion and complexity. Should not be unfair to blame God, the only too aware of their silly ... ......... |
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10:36 PM - October 3, 2008
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The next day, school official, he has failed to materialize.
On the third day, still.
On the fourth day, still yes.
More than a week after he heard about the transfer.
To hear, only in the hearts of loss, there is no other.
From that day onwards, like usual from 6:00 of the bed, go to school alone.
Mid-Autumn Festival, a three-day holiday. Accompanied by learning to go shopping. Over the crossroads, everyone seems to be interested in what shelter. After all I saw was. He left a short hair and girls walking in the street. I walked away quietly in, nothing like that.
The next day, small leaves them told me that he is female sister. I do not know if this is the truth or white lie, I do not want to know.......
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10:34 PM - October 3, 2008
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The second semester will soon start. He seems to want to let other students know that we have the so-called relationship, every day in our classroom door. Of course, I also hope that we can know.
During that time, every day on time he appears in front of my house, and then help me Tuizhao Ju, the time we go to school, the school also. Because I can not get up early every day for 20 minutes, but feel very happy. Even the results are not aware of the decline.
Still a little bit of time off. At the end of the first semester. Perhaps tired of learning, the summer did not go to make up a missed lesson, I do not know if he did not go to. Hot days, not often go to Waipo Jia. Q He's not online, I rarely call, and sometimes fought do not know what the chat, often did not say a few words on the hanging. Birthday, and he said I did not, as in previous years listening to the whole family that ran a little tune birthday song, had a birthday.
The two-month long fast in the past. The first two days, the time is fast! Always unconsciously slip. The first day of the report, it is customary for a 5:40 wake up. He did not appear on my doorstep. That day I became the first in his class to the school. ......
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10:33 PM - October 3, 2008
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Finally got to sit back and the state, in the state of the same to the back of a car hard. Is finally back home. Here I would not have annoying for those who consider the matter too much. Then taste more bitter life. See the white-haired father, the father, as the hair is always so sad I do not know how long since he has to worry about, not always at ease, and I still read, really want to start working sooner.
As I can make money and let him enjoy the next blessing. The father is still chickens, it is intended to tomorrow's Naqu Mai chicken from the farm where the sales come back, really old father, now retired to return home is a good a good life. I can recall the last time his father to go back to catch the rush, it would have bee on the day before yesterday I flew home to settle in the wall of the child, may have to fight the ants, they fly out at night under the banner of our flashlight that the bee flying into the Trees, dense mass of a black swarm, with his father on a box of candy with them to get into the light, the bees at night will not be flying everywhere, the Bee cited the most important thing is to lead queen, the other bees will be As with the past. I remember when I tasted honey, the village people who had raised bees, honey is the best, it not only has a honey scent, like eating up the world's delicious. All I feel is the home of a number of missing, how many have looked forward Unable to get rid of.
It was thought that, Tang and Song Yong-Yi Shoushou on the poetry: "Hua Yi Hujiu, each with Drinking. Invited to toast the moon, the film into three. Did not drink it on, the only film with my body . Suspense will be accompanied on video, and to be spring fling. Lingered on my song, I Dance messy. Wake up with cross-Huan, one thing all scattered. Yong-end tour relentlessly, with a view to remote Hon. "And now I, and Family reunion eating rice, and his father a few Duizhuo Cup. To go up the house after dinner to drink tea, happy with. Fourteen of the moon is also the same round, 15 of the moon certainly would be even better. I am most happy that this 15-day home at the female gave birth to six small dogs, two are gray, white only four of those pure and lovely people, they are the female's arms The well-being. Mid-Autumn Festival is also the home of my well-being......
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03:52 AM - September 29, 2008
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Mid-Autumn Festival. The three-day holiday driving home I miss the momentum to go home. "When their loved ones Festival," Maybe I was this old saying in the. When under the State Council on notice that time to go home thinking, although the school had just come in the near future, but would like to go back. Just under 7, 8 pm class in a hurry, and so on the two along with fellow back.
Bus station is a sea of people.
Everyone put hands of all the cakes, and fruit. Children by their parents hands tightly holding hands. Out of the terminal in each vehicle are full of people. There will not be afraid of the traffic police to search vehicles at this time, like other holidays, they have the same holiday. The bus number is far in excess of the maximum passenger limit the number of passengers, or even twice. I would like to find China-made passenger cars manned a limited number of written and not too few, Haide "Tianxiaweigong", each of the vehicles are overloaded.
Back to the State of the parking spaces have been filled Liangbang to go home, I squeezed in the same group of people in the middle, and finally to the back of the car got pushed. The situation in the past few years of experience in the car already felt. Every day like this, the Maoming area of the station management is not very good, should be a great confusion. Passenger station was a mess of the management and do not drive to line up passengers just under the End, as passenger vehicles under the same fish Lizuan At the same time, to a hole. Everyone in a hurry to go home, everyone is afraid can not return home. The Daily Maoming, Maoming television station reported that officials from time to time, here is not worth a dime. The officials reported that pretend show, as Maoming is to make people aware of their existence is also at the same time let people know that there are Maoming live even more miserable than their own. This is a metamorphosis of the well-being. It is only two days out shopping from time to time to see those in search traffic police car, and that serious look, as Gelang Tai of gold. Now they are gone....... |
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03:52 AM - September 29, 2008
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A cigarette. Ear heard a rain of the lotus leaf, "Pu Pu" sounds very simple, very far away. Impression that the minds of many, many moving, more fit, resulting in a word, for the life of the "look and the Netherlands." Poetry reported shortly after Plagiarism was also published in the complex, "Copper River", when his anger was not only proud, proud of my side of the pond and recognition of the significance of being copied. Despite the recognition that some uncomfortable. Two years later, I just romance, has also written poetry, "the pond." It seems that I take the side of the pond as best feelings of the pocket. Repeatedly read their own poetry, whirling my tearful eyes, for themselves and for poetry, for life......
Years ago to write poetry, I can often turn a blind eye into the core. I clearly remember that the first "pond" and then read it out: Winter heart of tears / poetry from the slide in / out of the dense vegetation / Fan Zhao smoke into the pond / Yang Kai corrugated / volatile as the Smile / or language For Hanabusa / clear that side of the pond / You Youde lying in the case of static / ventricular my door / all narrative can / should not have said |
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