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 Posted: Fri 21:47, 06 May 2011 Post subject: Edge to do , way back the dark, |
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Rain was blown away, the sun disappeared the next. When re-exposed to the sun from the clouds, when the gentle glow of a continuously swept from the trees, with leaves hanging Raindrops falling drop by drop down the subtle joy of being static brewing. No intention to portray images of short and quiet, I intuitively blown away that many heart flowers; the warm sun to dry wet numerous psychological. Sunny traction, I am more than a hint of suspended hope, away from the dark, think of the north.
How are you? Young man wearing a yurt. A yellow jersey, in the sea breeze blowing flipping, the background is a winding coastal road. Blue, blue sea against the embankment under the highway. I clearly see the hidden smile on your face surface, the shallow you try to conceal a smile and feeling pretty dance, a pair of eyes behind the lens Guzuoshenchen.
How are you? Many times I look at the sky, the distant delivery greetings [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], silent sky, Yun Ju scattered clouds. CD heard the bushes beside the woods, sounding birds twitter tweets. This greeting is hope, is the call? I do not know. Calm down, I remind myself not meant for all only when the notion, Thinking back the dark [link widoczny dla zalogowanych],. Recalling memories of licking the wet footprints of a catch up, fluttering Huhu Youyuanerjin impression, through the mountain creases the basin to the days of falling for a long time to re-grab, extract the bits and pieces on the experience fantastic.
licking wet sea beaches, the soft soft sand, the footprints of mind with the wind flying issue. Walking in soft sand, the waves rise and fall, kissing the smooth instep. Summer heat and cool on the instep, so that the capillary blood every hole covered in felt salty Hu Hu. Shells, sea shells dotted the beach, hear the wind dancing in the waves, see the spray in the reef top grade reading romantic poems. Sniffing the sea taste, sound like a waltz-like plucked the charm can be felt. Every moment is stamp term of years of ups and downs.
When floating on the sea when one swimming circle, the mood relaxed and soaked in seawater special pleasure! Body drifting in the sea, as if the whole being immersed in the blue color of the Psalms being [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], there is no cover and no end, only the cry of seagulls in the preface. I see your tan on the back, your freestyle stroke, as one sea mile lively fish.
- Oh, I could not help clapping and singing, , chasing seagulls sky, sparkling water sparkling halo thrown. Broad and clear sea. SOYBEAN magic once you write you and I were the names of flowers placed in a crystal glass; I think if the devil SOYBEAN planted in the sea, may be surrounded by the waves in the name of you and me. I simply want to mark the years have, at least let us spray the name of something which, even a short moment.
edge to do, all in silence being. After leaving the dark, you disappear in the flat field plot in Tanzania, disappeared in the cottages, the village of high over her head. Need a reason? Far distant, remote places. The resistance is far distant day I cut the luxury of the sea, far distant, remote places that I've split a vast field of vision. Since then, the annual wheat turning green has nothing to do with my feelings, but each snowflakes has nothing to do with my well-being. Fate of the state in reality, often vulnerable.
dream of you many times the threshold Zuiwo the edge of dream many times you stand looking at the big empty Yan Nanfei in the field, under the snow around you Piaoluo Joseph deserted feeling. Perhaps you are a staunch loners, and your footprints will not be buried emotions. Geographical distance, the heart will gradually blur the distance.
no longer want, and let this go through years of living in the romantic fairy tale castle, closed to the world isolation. Suddenly, I still walk the streets in the bustling metropolis. Occasionally, I will think of the dark, as if they smell the salty sea breeze Hu Hu. I will not tear [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], even if there are tears drip, it must be the salty tears.
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