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Wysłany: Śro 15:24, 27 Kwi 2011 Temat postu: Life of Things |
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green leaves in summer to make dry [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], dead leaves in winter to do.
swirling leaves, such as butterfly-like from my eyes every now and then and had a sudden inspiration lightning hit my heart ache, so I thought back to last year, I under a forest through.
day was cold, the wind is biting, because winter was.
day I leave the hustle and bustle of earth, where it is extremely the Shenyou, silence. Han Haoniao the crow from time to time the sound came from the depths of the forest, as is the evening, probably it is calling upon the beloved children quickly return. It had touched me to cherish life gives us just how valuable.
cold air condensing it in my eyebrows, and long cold drops of water in the eyebrows to make it vibrant and it! My hands in their pockets, stood still, eyes fixed on the horizon, understanding the warm moment. I am full of small water droplets coat, which is the winter of the rhyme, as it is rain. Turbulence makes people cold, but cold winter without losing the charm.
dim shadows of the trees in the air, the look so tough, strong.
falling leaves are wet at such a tragedy. Sad is not it, my boy, the sentimental Chujingshengqing Bale. Every autumn since ancient times, sad lonely
, I made the spring toward winter wins.
leaves everywhere.
channeling the ground leaving a winding two-footprint, vague, and finally dissipated, was gone.
I could not help more than the pace.
because I actually had a front moving through dandelions.
had the joy of life is that people, in awe.
it the baptism in the cold rain, wind, become stronger.
it with the north and cheering.
it has melted into the life of the.
it has learned to adapt to life.
I can not find it past the vulnerable.
mention my pants up and barrel, left foot slightly back [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and the body of a dynamic, down to a squat, a low head slightly, appeared in front of me is what I am looking for fellow travelers.
crystal drops, reluctant to stay in the leaves, moisture, care of, they cherish each other.
I was touched to see this scene.
stopped here the wind and rain here on silent.
is because when I protect it with the body, it is the master of nature, and also my friend.
it is dotted with our lives [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], inspired.
although it small, be it in my heart is great, lovely.
wind, and rain of urgency.
I leave it, leave my life in a station, the end of the scene in my life, it will always remain in my heart, memory.
because it is the life!
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