the wind stopped

t8bxu993 · Wysłany: Czw 14:31, 10 Mar 2011 Temat postu: the wind stopped

a love romantic, pre-existence is the embodiment of butterflies, like the drawing near of the atmosphere, linger by the sea at dusk ... ... Every time I hear this song Mengting Wei, always think of some of his own mind share of romantic feelings, like walking in the rain, the rain is missing endorsement; like sunset flute, flute is my bosom friend; like with Lotus Shall, Lotus is my favorite; like to dance under the moon monthly child is my partner, like in the wind after your feet ... ...
rain is cool,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], with the earth's bounty, Ying However ups and downs, all things to enjoy its natural moisture competition, fell on my heart, every silk wrapped around my endless thoughts, each walking in the rain, always trying to rain away from those sad and lonely hearts, so that new life into the exposed juice, breeding of new green. Let the rain wash-off was especially the clear and transparent, although the departure was sad tears, but tears will be accompanied by rain fall, his eyes shine new light weight, and my heart have been turned into a drizzle worth of emotion, quietly ended bathing in the rain, not just a romantic is a purification of the soul, I like rain, like rain, romance and baptism, the situation may be students with the rain, but also with the rain falls, the mind becomes more clear.
sunset is magnificent, it is almost dusk. The reflection of the sunset, I like to climb a low hill, take my beloved flute, playing out the thoughts of Heartsongs, perhaps like this poignant was the sunset of life, you want the beauty of it is the last day of stay, it will have the desire to know how to cherish life, the passage of time will have a sigh of sadness,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], had climbed past bit by bit of your heart, that you have been nostalgia time, those you loved, those who can not be undone knot, will as time goes by, hidden in every corner of the mind, now I just want to whisper into the heart of the flute, accompanied by the setting sun, into the sky, into the blessings of rain, fly Each miss the place, which is a romantic reverie, but it always give me unlimited desire.
Wudu Eleonora of lightness finds, Qing Lian without demon. I love the lotus alone, which grow out from the sludge, but not to be contaminated,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], washed in clear water but does not seem seductive, this is a character tried to stay, I used Lotus's noble to look at yourself and do not want to drift,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], do not want to partake a trace of dust on earth do not want to fall into the heart piece of pure land, always inadvertently caught in the quagmire of emotion, and each will be in extreme pain and struggling to extricate, to realize their own has always been nothing, can only accompany their noble hearts share the same character as the lotus, is ah, none of us can not give what the other side, how can love it lightly, if they can always be a ray such as Lotus proud Xianghun, Perhaps even more happier now. Lotus let me drown in it the character of the noble, free fragrance,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], romance alone.
comparative study of wine in the sky, and asked sky palace, Jinxi is what year? Moon night, I often enjoy the thoughts flying to the moon water dance accompanied by emotion, think that as the intoxicating moonlight dim but you will always be as far away as the moon, I can not find your hand , can not touch your face, your eyes can not see, but always think of you in every lonely night, I want to become shrouded moon in your heart, guard your side, with the exception of love Xinyu wanders in the night sky, such as soft as moonlight, and I love the most romantic words to talk quietly with the children monthly, in the far south you can hear my heart a certain sense, right? Like you, read you, love you, my most romantic feelings.
breeze always blowing open my heart, with my love for rain, to catch your footsteps, I am a dreamer who's about to follow in the wind passing by your side, your charming shadows into my heart, my heart deeply moved from time to time, love is endless bomb that never got the right stuff, people indulge them, I wonder if the soul has been broken, it takes a dream hand in hand. When you had left me, the heart still keep calling you back, the wind stopped, wake up, you go, I cry a little bit ... ...

the affair, not the same romantic feeling in his heart after another splashing waves, once all the good and the yearning of all who indulge and treatments, has been associated with the passage of time gone, only a romantic at heart stood still life the horizon,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], beauty and, moving forward in search of the.

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On a winter afternoon, a friend and I were throwing stones onto the slanted3)roof of the old lady's house from a spot near her backyard. The object of our play was to observe how the stones changed to missiles4)as they rolled to the roof's edge and shot out into the yard like comets5)falling from the sky. I found myself a perfectly smooth rock and threw it out. The stone was too smooth, however, so it slipped from my hand as I let it go and headed straight not for the roof but for a small window on the old lady's back porch6). At the sound of fractured7)glass, we knew we were in trouble. We turned tail8)and ran faster than any of our missiles flew off her roof.

y6zm6299 · Wysłany: Czw 18:38, 10 Mar 2011 Temat postu:

disasters that come, completely without any warning.

men are rented houses in the rest. Man injured, on the site, the nails are not careful headlong into the foot heart. Men attend to discrepancies in the actual foot of the pain, wearing only underwear Wangwaimian run.

yard full of people who are panicked,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], crying, screaming into a mass of chaos. Men see the billowing smoke from the next courtyard Jumping high,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], jump from the flames quickly dyed the sky cries for help in the thrashing in the fireworks.

men think of women, he remembered the woman went out to the courtyard is the direction to go. Men worried, shouted a woman, no one should be. Men worried, then call, no one should be,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and then shouted, no one should also call, or no one should continue to cry, cry, shout!

man desperately forward, but the fire was too fierce, and a mass of huge ball of fire swept over him, the man had to go back. The gap through the fireball was seen inside the room placed the two gas cans.

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splashing water, wrapped in red blankets to fill it. Men worry about the safety of women. He did not dare have the slightest slack. These days, men and women has been in a hot war, for the parents, as her son, every day in the endless bickering. Was referred to the most intense, divorce has become the subject must face.

away to leave her house and possessions are the property of me. Walked away.

men also thought that women did not feel he had, but the moment the fire broke out, he clearly felt the woman of their own importance. If a woman into trouble in this life, man can not even forgive myself.

ran into fire from a burst into the compound to, he spent just 15 seconds, he then rushed to go barefoot, without the slightest hesitation and timidity. Everything in an instant, came back from the outside people are terrified, no one shouted, no one crying, and everyone just watched in horror, hold your breath looking at.

quilts at once arose, and men feel a burning pain, burning in the flames swept over him constantly, but more worse, a length of the beam collapsed, impartial to play After his back. Men rushed to the ground, he felt like falling apart, like the bones, the pain intolerable. At that moment, the man felt the smell of death. However, he knew he could not fall, his wife is still waiting for him, the neighbor's children are still waiting for him ... ...

man struggling to get up and could explode at any time across the The gas tank, continue to drive a run, he ran crying woman's name, or no one should be.

inside the small room at the most, vaguely saw a man hiding in the tank next to the two children, no women. Men think a woman will go where no time to go. Save does! He was carrying the man jump into a vat, climbs up on the one hand from one to Wangwaimian run. After 15 seconds, the man holding the child, and finally ran out, one meter, two meters, three meters ... ... the people discovered that a man's hair had become brown, the remaining half of underpants are burned, and the ground is a bright red blood.

the crowd, people keep running over to him to send shoes, get bandages, send clothes. The man's eyes always keep searching. Suddenly, between men see a woman with a team of fire officers and men as the ran.

man is lifted on a stretcher, taken to hospital, the woman followed behind, has been holding his hand. Ten seconds later, there came a deafening bang. Is the gas tank fire burning for a long time has finally exploded. Men to the hospital three hours after waking, the woman has been grasped his hand, never loose too.

woman face with tears. The woman said, I would have to borrow money from next door, not all conceivable you,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I hate, I came out, change to the court ... ... the explosion that moment, I'm afraid you something, I call you, has been in the fight, no answer, I ran back and fell down many times ... ... if something happens to you because I, I, will never forgive myself.

women hold the men feel bad to ask: If I were not there, you will always rushed to go?

man said slowly, it will. Not only because you, as well as children, they are in this country, I had no choice.

woman with tears, nodded. Woman said, I know you will go, because of this, I care more about you, more worried about you. Disaster or moments of life, I found that to be with you is a how wonderful. Even in the fight every day, even if you were injured in the rescue, even if you become disabled,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], as long as look at you, protect you, talk to you live together, I can bear anything. Do you know why so?

man shook his head.

woman cried and said that 30 seconds, we, spend a lifetime.
Spend his life in 30 seconds
times disasters that come, completely without any warning. Men are rented houses in the rest. Man injured, on the site, the nails are not careful headlong into the foot heart. The sound of bombers, a man awakened from their sleep, the man froze a moment, look around,

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And so long as I can laugh never will I be poor. This, then, is one of nature's greatest gifts, and l will waste it no more. Only with laughter and happiness can l truly become a success. Only with laughter and happiness can I enjoy the fruits of my labor. Were it not so, far better would it be to fail, for happiness is the wine that sharpens the taste of the meal. To enjoy success I must have happiness, and laughter will be the maiden who serves me.

y6zm6299 · Wysłany: Sob 22:11, 19 Mar 2011 Temat postu:

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suddenly stupid raining ... ...

stupid ... ...
quiet silent ... ...
To daze

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And most of all, I will laugh at myself for man is most comical when he takes himself too seriously. Never will I fall into this trap of the mind. For though I be nature's greatest miracle am I not still a mere grain tossed about by the winds of time? Do I truly know whence I came or whither I am bound? Will my concern for this day not seem foolish ten years hence? Why should I permit the petty happenings of today to disturb me? What can take place before this sun sets which will not seem insignificant in the river of centuries?