Autumn landing, night with the song, heart whistle went with the fall, swirling in the night alone, quietly falling.
Habitually unscrew a light, he was dressed in lonely shadows that once again reflected on the wall, sit alone with this, listening to the insects and frogs in the pond after the rain outside the window, waves to cut through the night, the night looked more and more silence.
Autumn wind blowing, and gentle to light Cengzhuo cheek, the feeling is kind of soft, everything has a spiritual, perhaps the best solution is to mind the wind, so the compliant, considerate.
Has been the most is Zhongai autumn, crystal-clear, blue sky, take it lightly if the flocculation of the clouds, scarlet maple leaves in context reveals a vigorous, and swayed the setting sun, wash away with the heart full of dust.
Always think that love autumn because it's desolate, desolate, lonely heart to find a pretext for release. I discovered that I had been like it is the clarity, transparency, clean, is that the Wind of the valiant maple leaf. There share of vivid colors than a trace of tragically beautiful.
Have stubbornly that will have a clarity of transparency, such as the static beauty of autumn-like charm friendship, is like take it lightly, without demand, pine busy but happy. As the autumn wind as Xpress quiet, like autumn clouds away from the dust of the secular, relaxed comfortable.
However, the secular vision or strangled share of good, so I had to escape from the patch of warmth of the sea, I know, it is a pure friendship can be, no one understood why everyone in the pursuit, advocates OK. Instead of the cheap but tread and blasphemous? I am not a brave girl, I misunderstood pain to understand that those who advocate the pursuit of the good heart that can only appear in the text, the dream.
When the leaves gradually Xiao Shu, autumn show their Yat, it is a free and easy without any embellishment of earthly prosperity and do not care Uncompromising. Old house gardens, wooden door unlatched, and I leaned against the door so thin read the fall, is still looking for that dedication to a clarity, clean, and free and easy. I pick up from the wind down of the leaves, scattered in patches of the leaf surface, I clearly see the filled and bitter sense of loss throughout the fall, a long absence, flow over the body piercing.
Blink of an eye, the fog vapor, I had gone in and pay homage to the purity share of affection, if the other had, then I'll, I'm not the good of the broken, the dedication, the advocates. This is just only a dream Why? Does that mean that those who have been imprisoned soul is free, as I'm struggling a better search, a clarity, has always been a kind of illusion of beautiful flowers? Standing Rays fall around, I have a loss.
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There is a love called silent
Do not know whether the mother's sad to lose so I unconsciously ignored his father ignored his father's share of love, ignoring his father's care share of silent, ignored his father talkative expression.
Ago, the father said to be busy seeing, and can it work on a sore back, to come to Jingmen look. I accompanied my father to the hospital took X film, the doctor said to surgery, may be the father persisted in his refusal, said that immediately to the harvest, that is to have surgery until after the autumn harvest. My father said to go back to work note points on the line, okay, and that we were busy, not too much trouble. My father insisted on walking, watching his father gray hair, stooped the back, my heart was touch on raw so.
Harvest finished his father's phone has come: "received a new rice at home, I'll give you more to send, as well as bamboo children (my daughter's name) like Helvdoutang, this year I have received some fresh green beans, together with bring to you. "a word never mentioned what his body, when not busy had made a telephone call, said fear of our worries. Eating rice sent by his father, I am always in the thick smell of rice in Hong Wo faint fragrance of wheat, although now many people are in town to eat Thai rice, but I always liked his father comes from rice fields That is the memory I can never forget.
Winter to his father despite the cold frost, carrying a new quilt came to my house, "cold in winter, covered with warm blankets close," his father says. Although every house equipped with air conditioning, but the winter blanket covered his father sent blowing air conditioning to be comfortable than many, but from the large temperature difference will not cause a cold. Father's love is like a blanket, so I wrapped a warm moment.
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Ago, the father said to be busy seeing, and can it work on a sore back, to come to Jingmen look. I accompanied my father to the hospital took X film, the doctor said to surgery, may be the father persisted in his refusal, said that immediately to the harvest, that is to have surgery until after the autumn harvest. My father said to go back to work note points on the line, okay, and that we were busy, not too much trouble. My father insisted on walking, watching his father gray hair, stooped the back, my heart was touch on raw so.
Harvest finished his father's phone has come: "received a new rice at home, I'll give you more to send, as well as bamboo children (my daughter's name) like Helvdoutang, this year I have received some fresh green beans, together with bring to you. "a word never mentioned what his body, when not busy had made a telephone call, said fear of our worries. Eating rice sent by his father, I am always in the thick smell of rice in Hong Wo faint fragrance of wheat, although now many people are in town to eat Thai rice, but I always liked his father comes from rice fields That is the memory I can never forget.
Winter to his father despite the cold frost, carrying a new quilt came to my house, "cold in winter, covered with warm blankets close," his father says. Although every house equipped with air conditioning, but the winter blanket covered his father sent blowing air conditioning to be comfortable than many, but from the large temperature difference will not cause a cold. Father's love is like a blanket, so I wrapped a warm moment.
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Do not send out a birthday text
Today, the company issued an 8G for each U-disk, as a compassionate staff.
In the hands of the U disk, compact chic. Did not think a few uneducated person above, actually has such a delicate heart, love to pick small things such sensitivities.
"Little things!" Suddenly remembered that today is a special day -
My brother's birthday.
The thought of a time, a kind of hurts.
Recent always been involved with this heartache, I put it as a punishment, a kind of self-punishment. For the 12 years of blood relationship, for my sister's incompetence.
Remember, 12 years ago, my first father to see his mother when, for a time, there stunned.
"Auntie?" I doubt it cried.
At that time, she warmth watery, faint smile. I now face that her heart to resist the feeling, than I have to strongly resist her.
Soon, I have had a brother, that makes it curious in the infant looked at the world, I looked at him more novel.
I know what it means he's there, But that all does not matter, because he is cute, is should not be any harm to others of the reasons.
But then, I just want to, hug my brother and I were the same blood flow with a half brother. But finally a pair of gentle hands, push toward him. Since then, I have never come close to that, wrapped in flesh and blood human infant.
Until, that little life can be called sister slowly, slowly I can mount the time.
Smile, recalled here, that I could forget the first time he called my sister in the scene.
Just remember, every time my father went home, the little things are the happiest. He held my arms and legs, so I picked up, whispering excitedly to his recent thought all the fun things and nice animation, as well as lovely nursery with his kids.
Now every household's door is always closed, instead, they add their own side's close and entangled.
That season, he was even younger who are in awkward between me and his mother, can not find this one of the disharmony. But he did not understand why can not this sister sister as he, like others in the house for the night; time, every time the leave, he will do anything, will I retain, and then how to measure, for a hope to escape the embarrassing situation of the people, would be futile. Even if that hysterical crying, of my, still Heartbreakers, can I escape it will only speed up the pace.
For my brother, I never had a jealous, he has too many things I did not: his parents live, food and clothing off, and no pressure environment for the growth. In my imagination at that time, he will always be like this poor family have no Guaai your son's grown up in and I do not, he will gradually forget.
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In the hands of the U disk, compact chic. Did not think a few uneducated person above, actually has such a delicate heart, love to pick small things such sensitivities.
"Little things!" Suddenly remembered that today is a special day -
My brother's birthday.
The thought of a time, a kind of hurts.
Recent always been involved with this heartache, I put it as a punishment, a kind of self-punishment. For the 12 years of blood relationship, for my sister's incompetence.
Remember, 12 years ago, my first father to see his mother when, for a time, there stunned.
"Auntie?" I doubt it cried.
At that time, she warmth watery, faint smile. I now face that her heart to resist the feeling, than I have to strongly resist her.
Soon, I have had a brother, that makes it curious in the infant looked at the world, I looked at him more novel.
I know what it means he's there, But that all does not matter, because he is cute, is should not be any harm to others of the reasons.
But then, I just want to, hug my brother and I were the same blood flow with a half brother. But finally a pair of gentle hands, push toward him. Since then, I have never come close to that, wrapped in flesh and blood human infant.
Until, that little life can be called sister slowly, slowly I can mount the time.
Smile, recalled here, that I could forget the first time he called my sister in the scene.
Just remember, every time my father went home, the little things are the happiest. He held my arms and legs, so I picked up, whispering excitedly to his recent thought all the fun things and nice animation, as well as lovely nursery with his kids.
Now every household's door is always closed, instead, they add their own side's close and entangled.
That season, he was even younger who are in awkward between me and his mother, can not find this one of the disharmony. But he did not understand why can not this sister sister as he, like others in the house for the night; time, every time the leave, he will do anything, will I retain, and then how to measure, for a hope to escape the embarrassing situation of the people, would be futile. Even if that hysterical crying, of my, still Heartbreakers, can I escape it will only speed up the pace.
For my brother, I never had a jealous, he has too many things I did not: his parents live, food and clothing off, and no pressure environment for the growth. In my imagination at that time, he will always be like this poor family have no Guaai your son's grown up in and I do not, he will gradually forget.
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