2011年1月3日星期一

Distant thoughts

Distant thoughts

Thoughts, a light to you, deeply love you, even through the years, even if Haikushilan, can not stop thinking of your emotions! I think you, a simple but full of vicissitudes forlorn down words. Yunjuanyunshu, the flowers blossoming had gradually become a thing of the past.
Once they like with their own wandering, standing alone in the city's most central breathing; like looking out the window of the green leaves in a daze, lying in the cradle of the sun dreaming!
Your appearance, because your presence, so I changed everything! Baby, you know? Have your day, my life exposed in the dark tunnel. Has never been close to me like you do care. You make me back my dream, let me know what your needs are. So, I have good thank you. Thank you. Thank you for giving me the love, thank you accompanied me, thank you, with me to the days into the future!
Filled when the failure, when the loneliness hits, when confusion comes, when stalled, I would say for themselves: "I love you, I work, I can not not afford to fall!" My only motivation is that you I adhere to the belief also comes from you, my tireless efforts and because of you ... ...
Ailing talented woman I remember saying: "thousands of people, you meet people you meet. In thousands of years, the time in the wilderness, neither earlier nor come up, they encountered only light gently say: "Oh, you are here? "" Yes! Fate, thousands of years later, in the vast sea of faces can meet you, I want you to come together for the exhaustion of life and tranquility and happiness with this!
Like you, there is a wound called broke our hearts, like you, have a feeling as if called happy, like you, there is a time called Things Past, like you, is a pain, healed after the name was numb.
Miss you, everything with you? If the monthly child can hear the silent tell me, please give you my tenderness! If the wind can feel my love for you, please give me your thoughts! Want you, if you like, as I think you like me? Of the month, on the wind, the flowers, on grass, every day telling me I miss you!
Every day you love to sing songs, read the books you love to read, see you like to watch movies. Always for you this way, miss, such as the accompanying video, how many helpless, somewhat sad, and turned into tears wetting his eyes
Thoughts, just like the disappearing figure, lonely and worried about my watch. Night, standing alone on a distant horizon, I am far from you this this moment, whether we are pondering yesterday's gentle, happy to cherish our every kiss and hug?

Edge to make you let go

Edge to make you let go

Wake up, Last night's dream is still clearly visible, has many times should you completely forget. But you once again quietly sneak into my dreams, sown with warmth. Stay forever whisper whisper, attentive lingering tenderness, faint warm pool in the heart, food for thought. Back to reality from the dream, the sigh of air.
Journey of life, some people destined to pass without leaving a trace. Some people destined Xiangxie dependent, but dull life around you. Some people destined to encounter a beautiful, short but a lifetime. And you, I will use a lifetime to forget.
Well, forget that, but not always to think lightly. "Only under the brow, but our hearts." Remember that the common garden Feifei the rain south of Yangtze River, Alice ridge cornices, unique Xuan windows, exquisite stone bridge, the boat wearing Lane, the quiet old school of the vicissitudes of life. Holding the umbrella drifts along in the quiet stone streets, listening to footsteps sound crisp, vaguely conscious that his pen is Dai Resentment clove girl, and that a trace of fragrance for you, Gone with the Wind, then a trace of Resentment for you to stay.
Listen pingtan Ruqirusu, sad that a paragraph in the story of Sad Romantic romantic. Brisk elegant view of the boat, like the wind over the water, leaving an empty water ripples. Light can not help but ask yo water, the Millennium years, witnessed how many joys and sorrows of love? You laughed at me sentimental, and you think about that moment his home in this southern rain lane, sharing other people's romantic bridges. View flowers bloom in spring and summer tours Liu Yiyi Yang, Hongyan listening sound of autumn and winter snow products is long, day and night life and death is forever.
I always feel you stand on the source of the Yangtze River to see either side of the Minjiang River and Jinsha River in this intersection, rafting collision, rolling moves. Despite twists and turns, and finally subsided gradually merged into the Yangtze River, Xiang Xie was surging forward. We also thought so, into each other's lives, but I do not know the fate of all is the end.
Immersed in the You Yang's music, the dance with you hugged, that moment as beautiful as the fairy tale world. Look down in your chest, listening to your heart strong, light smelling the familiar smell of tobacco, now matter how you take me to the ends of the earth, I will not run. Today, all have become sweet and sad memories.
No longer indulge in the sweet past, the future is no longer impossible daydream, you and I have to do this edge. Now that this life has been missed, would not have entanglement, you leave your perfectly normal paths, I had my single-plank bridge. We can not do friends, because each of the damage. We're meant two cross lines, there was the intersection, but only further and further away, in any case there will be no future intersection. Then you let go, do not contact me, do not concern me, do not limit me, when this life we've never met.

Miyama city, Zhaohua line

Miyama city, Zhaohua line

Zhaohua city we decided to go when the day did clear up, then floating in the sky, the clouds had a leisurely paced, good mood at the moment such as the flying of the bird.
Car carrying the hearts of many exciting stars jumping gallop at high speed on the road, talking about Zhaohua also not far from the Guangyuan, dozens of minutes, but I have not been careful to go to enjoy a taste of the three countries that the ancient Shu culture and wanted to feel that even is regrettable that today's go hand in hand in many literary friends, finally, this dream is no longer far away.
Meng Jia Zhao Hua city, is an important part of Jianmenshudao. Unique geographical position, located in the Bailongjiang, Jialing River, the confluence of the Qing Sanjiang, sitting surrounded by lush green hills on three sides around that green water, the water is really a mountain tour with a good ground. Gate stands far in front of us, while the joy of sudden and devastating.
Vertical and horizontal quartzite Street, unique style, many of the streets on both sides of the Ming and Qing architectural preservation is better. Placed in a nostalgic old environment, it is hard to put it together with the reality. All streets are antique name, such as laundry Square, inns and other people come to realize all is not rewind time, if not both sides to welcome National Day has been inserted in the flag and hanging red lanterns remind us really thought it was ancient. Visitors holding a camera from time to time to see old buildings while a quick photo on the TV drama, for fear of missing out every place, every style.
Upper right along the east gate to the ancient city of county government, several heavy dark doors, a few weight compound, and finally saw a better tomorrow where old county magistrate, break and two deep marks, it is said that prisoners kneel on the ground, there is that gavel blow the sound seems to linger ear. The county line to the examination halls classroom, that ancient features unique to the examination room, one desk chair single single room, and saw how much the author's romantic genius. Everywhere reveals the ancient city of three cultures so far left many monuments Shu; Orange Park Ferries students still come to realize if this Congcao saw the old downtown, and that tone, third tone of the tomb of Martin San Niang also fall on Zhaohua. Number three heroes of Liu Bei, Huang Zhong, Zhang Fei, Ma Chaodeng it even more several ancient hero to all of the gas.
Shu ancient ruins that wall, the ruins of exercises had been left without a close look, but also thinking that it is a mound, above the weeds, the years left a deep shadow mottled prints, history is docked in this, write full of years of vicissitudes.
Afternoon, the air hot even skip the slightest. Gu Yun: one thousand out of jiange, climbed on the Tau. We drove from the city line west to the Niutoushan, the legendary ancestor of Lord Lao Zi Taoism white cows of the horse, by foot on the look, Yamagata Tau resembles a head of its name. For visitors to the mountains, has been covered by the foot of the stone, follow the stone steps, and began exploration rate of thirty thousand soldiers of Shu champion Jiang Wei Wei will be a large bell will brief tour.