2011年1月4日星期二

Along the way, a sense of loss is pleased to

Along the way, a sense of loss is pleased to

The report summarizes the end of a lot of material to write a text slightly, looking at the "red tape" and the like rhetoric, and my heart did not dare sense of loss.
To recall your way through 2010, available stating: "Life is a dream, the years rush."
2010 for me, was an extraordinary year. That spring go too early, too late winter. I used to like the long night, a time when the night also had a bit of fear, the original after a long night awakened by a nightmare look is so bleak. Free to comb his life over the past year, open space blog, read the past year, recorded their own bit by bit. Small text in which all actions are all permeated with their own perception of life over the past year and the lament of life, filled with flies flies his own words on weekdays between yesterday, today and tomorrow in mind. Thin materials read, enjoy the quiet, there is a hard nut to crack, said unknown faint feelings. Look at those words, and sometimes I can not help revealing visibly pleased expression; also have gray sigh of mind; more thick intoxicating poetry; occasionally cynical pretense to express complaints about the small ... ... once I used the rhetoric on behalf of many different my heart, my love. Occasionally, such as the roar of emotion Yellow blew out, and occasionally the small streams such as the slender, extremely quiet.
Looking at the screen last night, made a one night stay, the storm hit Italy, after recess, before dawn, looking at the sky and reveal the gray dawn, know that they should write a little something out. Tian Ran lemonade aroma from the pot in a lengthy overflow, close your eyes and inhaled deeply to savor, but it seems faint smell of sweet grass fragrance and secretive. Mind is a little photo, string and a string of Homecoming's story, so thinking of forming an orderly repertoire. I play, respectively, described his own yesterday, today and tomorrow. Also used a different mood, different mood, different life experiences and experiences, tells how it really should have a good "three days."
I have to admit that I inherently associated with the dual character of bones: a character beyond the pursuit of material and spiritual tranquility, is a lonely lonely; while another character and involvement in the world, all closely related to life and their own tired man running with. Sometimes feel like a never-ending cattle, sometimes feel like deep into the desert camel load, but more often they resorted to feel like a ship harbor. In reality the real me, and sometimes untrue, helplessness, loss, forlorn account, occasionally say a few white lies ... ... but more often is true, there is real substance, there is also a necessity to The.
Along the way, I have a sunny day, someone willing to take an umbrella to block the scorching sun for me, but can not think of when it rains, I also forgot to bring umbrellas, others quietly carrying me first away. I always do not blame this person, because I understand that people do not want to be the rain with, nor do I better understand people's umbrellas are not necessarily willing to share your difficulties. What can I say? Jing Xiaxin think, is very simple, or his standing with an umbrella is the most practical. Faced with these various forms and manifestations of the problem,
sometimes I choose to face, and would be more painful than originally thought. Sometimes I choose to run away, just do not want to, not face, and finally found his escape may be a protection of a very effective approach.

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