Originally the world is so small

Originally the world is so small

You see, the sea breeze gently in the air, the line of a row of footprints, messy but particularly lonely. I am looking for the gap and the line, for fear of stepping on your dream, afraid of waking up your dream, you can not find the shore. Then you find the shore, is not also like me, in the tide of time, look into the distance on the other side of the flowers into the sea, as everywhere is the fragrance of rape. When the tide falls, staring at this busy fall, as if there are no longer spring again.
Standing in the wiping the color blue in, breathe the smell of the wind, breathing the taste of moonshine. The shore side, right close. Originally, the world is so small, I can smell the sweet of you, little that I can hear your sadness to me and your eyes. And then all of a sudden, you can life of confusion of Qingshang to distance between you and me, in between a turn around, freeze reverie a lifetime.
Go to the hill.
At this time, in early spring, at this time, when the sun is fine, at this time, as long as the Orioles flying Yanwu. To go to the city of hills, there are flowers, there is a breeze, a butterfly shrouded hills.
Last night, I had a dream, a beautiful dream. In the far away, like the horizon far away, there was a very beautiful hill. On the hill, a cherry tree, only a tree. A piece of falling petals, in the moonlight under the light, so that depression, aloof, yet warm. You follow the moonlight and I smiled rujierzhi. You and I together in the cherry bloom, you see, there is a cherry red. You said, “go, I will take it to you.” I said: “it is the north of the red?” So you full of warmth with my singing, take me to dance, take me to wander in such as water in the moonlight, I lightly in the cherry blossoms of incense, took me walking in the beautiful hills.
Well, you come, all right? Take me to the very far place. At the end there will be no hills, see the hills in the end will not cherry, cherry blossoms in the end will not in tilting moment between diffuse you and me, you and me in the end will not at the top of the sea of clouds and co singing, jointly dance. Originally, the world is so small. Small to you and me, in a dream to stay can meet.
Or, go to the field. To the scenery of nature.
Spring, see the tree green, see the grass sprout, see the flower fragrance, the swallow flew back to see. Summer, look at the blue sky and white clouds, watching butterflies flying, watching the fish swimming, watching the birds singing. Look at the leaves, autumn, maple and red, see wheat fragrance, see fruitful. Winter, see snow, see rime crystal, see the smoke curl upwards, to see that all over the mountains and plains of the white, like you and me tenderness feelings, with the sun and the moon with the brilliant, and heaven and earth with the shortage of old.
However, the time is relentless, but the appearance is no longer. Years have the mark, but the voice has changed. Preexistence, from flowering to Xie helpless flowering, cannot do without the wind until it. Life, cannot do without the great sadness to meet the world, cannot do without pain.
Originally, the world is so small. As small as a dream, I can meet you. As small as a turn, I can see your smile. To a small back, I can remember your hair. Small to one of the four seasons, a reincarnation, I was as if walking through the lifetime, and you rub shoulders, and your arm, and you die.
Originally, the world is so small. Those who say that the solemn, obviously already fluttering want to fall, clearly has disappeared, and I clearly is no longer cry, clearly has been trying to forget, but you suddenly turn, back suddenly, suddenly smiled said to me: “OK?”
So life’s invitation to re bloom at the time of the shore, and bursting into Tianchang the tree the most arrogant Gaisang, standing in the dream of the ferry, waiting for you, waiting for me, waiting for the old, the together waiting for the childhood promise.
I do not want the world so big, the horizon is too far, no matter how to trek, are not up to your shore. I don’t like so much of the world, the Cape is too far away, all the time of my life, can not fly to your waves.
A myth is just a legend without reason. No matter how the time went by, no matter how the years change, regardless of how to face changes, regardless of samsara how removed, no matter how you smile but don’t look back, no matter how she graceful tenderness, such as water, I only wish to stand in the original horizon, see flowers or if the original fragrance, watching the wind or if initial cool, watching raindrops as they also worried about initially want to read, look at the cloud, or if you my initial appearance.
The world is so big, you want to go and see. The world is so small, I would go to prison.

Any love don’t leave a little suspense

Any love don’t leave a little suspense

Any love don't leave a little suspense
When any story of injured people, suspense, sad pain, difficult to understand, like a colorful balloons, I haven’t seen it have already disappeared not see. I haven’t seen your face just feel I see good uncomfortable, but has left in the heart of suspense.

If is a very beautiful love, always yearning to break away, but always in reality had to put down.

But I always like this, the in the mind has a lot of things lingering in my heart, in the eyes of the left deep in the past, is not more ordinary experience pain in the heart, that when to say to a person to listen to it? And how do I express my lingering thoughts? I know a person more or less have a story, so many years I buried in my heart, never free a lingering thought, a lot of things, has been forgotten, torture has been dull, I have left a lot of suspense. But what can this explain?

Until the real thing to put down? Reluctant, what is it? And how much love it, give up, you a facial expression on behalf of a lot of things, familiar with. Warm memories of the past love cannot bear to think of the past, people know but do not know. How long will it take to get a good heart? Can go down to find a bosom friend. The obstacles of the mind, put down everything

I sometimes the mind will want to “revenge” someone, soul suffering, disappointment, pain, confusion. If a person to make me hurt, I would like to life are not willing to see the same people, I am more beautiful, more afraid to get…

Anger of cause and effect, and sometimes revenge is determined to put down, to find better, everything just like before, and sometimes painful, tears, finished, the heart can put down a good. I was just so, alone the lived a, pain, not sad not happy, indifferent, disappointed there is sadness, endless, sometimes persistent. No way, just like finishing thoughts, the whole is not over, the reason is not clear, I was chaos, as, put it down, all put down, with it.

If thoughts become a suspense, I advise you to put down everything.

Inspiring story–most likely to achieve goals set

One day, the turtle looked as far away as Ukraine hover fly sighed. If I had to fly, then I would have been very different. In fact, it is just a question of leaving the ground. If I can reach a certain height in the air, it can soar like any Wu Er
He practiced little beat. Shaken Paws in the air, stretching your neck as far as possible. He Sheng to from two or three small rock kneels down to give it a try on its own skill, but fell heavily to the ground under the belly all the time.
One day, a Giant Eagle landed beside him on a low branch, preening with my mouth. Tortoise watched with envy as Eagles. Later, he came up with an idea.
Eagle, would you please teach me how to fly.
Teach you to fly?, this is not possible. Eagles said with a smile, How could you have no wings to fly?you‘d
Go to the ground! turtle, that is the place for you.
The tortoise did not give up and his request, beg, also promised to give Eagle a variety of rewards, you just have to take me into the air on the line, then I would like you were brought up by the wind. Last Hawk reluctantly agreed to help him, the tortoise caught up with claws.
Eagles flying high, under the tree and the House looks like a matchstick put toys.
Well, the tortoise exclaimed with excitement, let go of me, and tell me how the leg activities · · · · · ·
Eagles release the claws, but haven’t had time to give the tortoise said, the turtle has come down, fall
Fall on the hard stone floor below!
For one, the target does have a guiding role. However, if unrealistic, and also will give you a lifetime of mediocrity, Yun to the tragedy like a turtle in the story occurs. Thus, only the development of feasible objectives, and adjusted according to the actual situation, improve, and ultimately can be achieved.
So what is a feasible goal? first of all, it must be objective. Some people are willing to quoting published the Communist comments. , Emphasized the subjective of all creation. In fact, if the thing itself is not established, no matter how subjective effort is futile. As mentioned above as a tortoise. Also, wanted to do and there‘s a gap between what you can do, who can not go beyond its own limits.
A viable target also has a characteristic is that it must be appropriate. The so-calledright refers to it must be in your capabilities, or you can use a certain amount of effort to achieve. We cannot put the chance of a result set as its objective. For example, someone picked up only in the fields was hit by a tree stump after Halo of rabbit,the own goal from cultivated fields to pick up was hit by a tree stump either rabbit.Although he was lucky to pick up rabbits, but because the target was not in his hands, and has nothing to do with their own efforts, which is inappropriate.
How, then, to determine the one that best fits your goals? in General, necessary toanalyze my disposition, ability, talent and existing knowledge, experience and your interests, hobbies, and based on current conditions, the combination of short-term and long-term goals, and ultimately set best suits their development goals. Only in this way, target to bring you exciting, brought to study hard, work harder, and bring creativity and sense of fulfillment, your forward momentum.
Of course, a person in the course of his life, which could be more than one, are likely to also have several objectives. For example as to become the industry‘s top, earning a lot of wealth, to achieve a leadership position, and to have a healthy body, harmonious and happy family, and so on. Of course, there may be some that are compatible in the target, but some will inevitably conflict, such as work and family, relationships and family. If too many goals, not only will we start feeling, but also affects the quality of a goal. This time, you should identify your primary goal, and this specific phase may be the main objectives and achievable goals.
Also note is that when a person in determining your goals, often under the influenceof many factors, such as their personality, social standards, public request, indication of leadership or personal desires. These often are wrongly estimated their own, unrealistic beliefs that arise. Thus, a person in order to determine a suitable target,we should try to avoid being influenced by some factors of perceptual color effects.The only way you can make itself the targets do not show bias.
For someone who wants to succeed, he must know how to plan their own goals, goals guided his life path, and should also know how to determine one‘s own to achieve its goals, target play its proper role.

You can never afford to love

You can never afford to love

You can never afford to love

Youthful days, they just like a plant pansies, bright and fresh; settleddays after changing their life, are quite different. Years of the Decade,change not just the face, there are people and ideas.

 

1

 

White dress girl, with blonde hair, fair skin, starting from high school,side stream of suitors. This is where many beautiful girls envy, there areso many unpredictable concern and care, there is always so much warm eyesfollow. Perhaps, she unintentionally tasting sour feelings prematurely, butat a young age, self-control after all, but the attractive Green apples.

 

In high school, she began a desperate love, neglect their studies, theUniversity entrance exam. Mother earnestly advised her, and break off withthe boys, then repeat a year, refused to listen to anything she says,finally left to the mother: you leave me alone, let me die! She was afraidto miss this boy to like her, love her, moths are also recognized.

 

At the age of 20, she couldn’t wait to marry. Thought, happiness willcontinue, but real life has just begun, love is like a jiabuzhu test. Never considered the practicalities, became a required course for every day, all romantic memories have been fixed, the days become plain water, laughing, sweet little couple, also start to bicker … … All of this, she wasunexpected.

 

It turns out that bears first fruit on the trees, although rare, is not necessarily the best, the most sweet. Too afraid to miss, too afraid oflosing himself to adhere to, it may not be really appreciative. Love for along time, require years of Polish, to see if they can stand up to wind and frost sleet, can be used to bread of life.

 

Go too nasty, love too nasty, often driven to distraction. What‘s the rush?Not the old days, no shortage.

 

2

 

Yellow dress girls, doesn’t look so beautiful, is not so outstanding, justin General. Memories of growing up, she‘ll always be another foil leaves,few people pay attention to her, inner planet called inferior seeds,germinate slowly. In her youth, like white papers, without poetry, withoutblushing, as much as there is a littleknown secret love. She always thinksthat love is a distant thing.

 

The marriageable age, at the urging of his family, she was dating, marriage.After all, because the Palace of love and marriage, she said it is notclear, perhaps just to complete a task that is important in life!Occasionally think of their own life, she can’t help but feel some regret,is like a flower can bloom flowers in showy flowers, quietly hiding himself,Bud, but ultimately did not open.

 

Peony rich, romantic roses, Peony charm, it‘s innate nature, the reason fornot holding. Even a cluster of baiju, live in the flowers withered in thefall, still proudly in full bloom, and blooming, but with another noble.

 

Flowers, who is also true. Love and happiness, not beautiful woman exclusivepatent, it belongs to everyone who love life, as long as you don’t give upinitial insistence, you believe they could wait and have a unique emotion.

 

3

 

Purple dresses girls, love, pain, single, back-and-forth of life to manypeople, seeing her friends began to marry and have children, she will notpanic. She told herself: no need to envy the love from others, I can bang,just let me wait to hone. More later to happiness, the experience waiting for and cherish is not easy.

 

Was appealing to her when she would meet, but never easily suffer needlessly. She believed that, time will be the best for the back, the bestarrangement is time.

 

The brave thing in this world, not jump ahead group, but after a walk, look at the scenery, dialogue and his heart, and not be tired by waiting to wait.Too eager to have the time, tend to get the right person, even cravetenderness together, and finally can only lose.

 

She knows rumors are things that will never go away, there‘s too many peopleand things that are not accepted, but life‘s still own, whether it wasapplause or laughter, their laughter than anything else. Life script, lovethe ending, to write their own. Not for earth-shattering, vigorous, but tomake life rich and interesting, love me long.

 

Finally, 30 years old that year, she met the right person. He is wearing herfavorite Plaid Shirt, pick a gardenia, smiled and handed her. Not luxury,not noble, but deeply touched her heart. Intuition tells her that it‘s herpeople who have been waiting for. Days later, they walked together seasonslong. At that moment, she felt, all the strength and youth waiting paid off,all the lonely and uneasy time, were aimed at the here and now of Chrysalisinto a butterfly.

 

4

 

In life there are always some good, hard wait for change to come. It‘s notfussy, not their standards just to keep their own heart, indifferent tolife. Short of lonely, temporarily live, just to meet a better person, in order not to take lives.

 

We all have the opportunity to meet that accompany their whole life, onpeople, just take some time. So, not because of loneliness and make love,believe, years is plenty of time, you meet a better person, you will neverhave a relationship.

Set love free

Set love free

Set love free

Sitting one afternoon in the summer, open diary, quietly counting thefleeting sadness with pen and ink Heart but slowly dug out in theafternoon once your hand in the hand, and turn those scenes

 

Although everything is destined to end, but it is not my wish to see thoughvery reluctant to part with those beautiful in the rain, but I decided, todo my own. Since love had too many doubts and heavy than for love let go,put you in the heart, as I won’t be around to find, will not have to worry about the years given my share of frustration, just with you in mind to staytogether, no longer worried about who will steal you, no longer feel thefrustration and pain of those stolen alone.

 

Actually, I’m not so clear, leaving you wave back, was given the river of mytears. Turn is stored there is no place of melancholy.

 

Love is a woman‘s lifelong attachment to, despite knowing that love isalways beautiful fairy tale, network are illusory story games, but I want tobe in a fairy tale story, hope the story flowing for whom the beat in mychest and happy forever.

 

In the spring of that year, wind-blown love, now the summer wind blow away love has disappeared, leaving only the aftertaste when you walk around. Airusand of the hand, hard to hold, but lost. Left only injured hand, so it let go, people who love travel, let love in my heart for burial. Wave, giving aloved one a beautiful freedom of the sky.

 

I know that love is gone, does not necessarily mean that and put it down.Turns but does not necessarily mean no worries. Those days when not used,how to use it. When I used to go with loved ones, forget long beautifulscenery. (Click on theNow I will be alone and enjoy the roadside scenery. Slowly, Iexpect nothing, and slowly the pain words less, slowly destroying itself inthe wall of thought no, Word is that fleeting aftertaste and nostalgic.Gradually learn of couse, used to enjoy the scenery without you.

 

Despite telling myself to learn to let go, forget that you open network butcould not escape from the storm and enmity. Loved, hated, and walked, exhausted, let go … …

 

In fragile and sensitive heart, still has expectations, still confused. But,no longer wallow, learn to hide sadness slowly. Get used to quiet of sunriseand sunset the next heart, slowly settling once .

 

Turned around and it was a simple act, but it is a painful metamorphosis.Who have years of passion and dedication have been drifting away, settlingdown is a weathered still has the gentle waters of the mood of love.

 

Sitting on a summer afternoon, listening to your recorded voice, gently putink in journal hidden sadness of the past. Shades of the past, slowlystroking over the bottom heart beats, or sad or confused, or frustrated ormelancholy

It turns out that we are just in the World Traveler

It turns out that we are just in the World Traveler
We were just in the World Traveler, sanshengshi above is engraved with thefate of traces, without you and I alone, fate is on why so many people seek,with the conversion of rings, alternate time River flows, is changing thelife of regret? Has life changed? The flow of time makes me forgeteverything on Earth, but I can’t have been the most beautiful encounter.

World Traveler

Go edge to edge has left us far too much sadness, but always impossible toforget, forget that a touch of sadness

 

Sad days wandering alone in the dark of night silent. Look to the stars ofthe night sky, bottom up those painful Ming

 

Happy and sad memories. Alone to rely on memories in front of the window hadspot, but his eyes shed tears in the middle of it. In this quiet and sadnight unable to sigh.

 

How many earthly joys and sorrows, unsatisfactory scattered, leaving someunforgettable memories, and scattered in the dust, and the unforgettablepain, became a long fare, expect them to shed light on the years left scars.All human life is learning to forget, but there is so much to do, and when time across the lonely nights, see sativa in a touch of sadness, alwaysinfected with a helpless feeling. Remember, old age, loneliness itself.Emotional story in the world of the traveler.

 

World Traveler tells everyone, always feeling confused, meticulous care whybecoming dust scattered, are saddled with not years of vicissitudes, also isvulnerable to time sanding? Engraved on the stone writing, why you aremissing me? The poetic chapters is a flick going, became the sentimentalwriting. Meditation, is his lack of warmth, are not doing well enough, oremotional too fragile, and withstand a little rain will die. And we didn’tgive a grip, a play apart to play, have become each other‘s observers.

 

How far is the distance of heart and heart, why not see each other‘sposition. An idea is the horizon, turn around so easy, a gulf barrier, will eventually become unable to ferry its banks. Old time, so will the memoriesdried? Unintentionally be stitching pictures, who touched the pain, tearingsomeone sad. Read all my thoughts in the rain, rain strongly hit the windowdrops down stirred a heartache. Rain mixed with disturbing thoughts, twistedinto a knot. Want to open the Windows to rain, strengthening of baptism, asrain washes all the heartbreak, peel off all alone.

 

Often be unwilling, for some random encounters is so deep, if all the hurtis too hard, do not know how easy to let go, then who is going to appeasethe time left? Always question whether years lived up to what I, or me todrag down the years? Otherwise, why get out of their disturbed spiral?Always read in silence in a text, look for the sections of the same mood,only to find that all the statements are expressions of deep enough. Havelate-night writing, outline of the graffiti was a happy encounter, but time and time again is infection by the sad, that one‘s dialogue is so humble,one-man show without audience is so feeble.

 

World Traveler tell everyone a feeling for the whole life to play iscomplete, so how to direct a perfect ending? World life, we all loseendurance, evolving into each other in a variety of spectator. Rememberingit as unable to close the gate, always in lonely midnight pours, sadtentacles stretching, relentlessly tearing in the lonely night. Shooting stars across, full of words how to tell. Always thinking, lonely in theMiddle, you will have the same loss? Meteor fall will the moment of stunning

 

Gradually learned to disguise, through the earthly bustle packaging with asmile himself, always cover the blue eyes. If the smile is the mask sorrowmedicine, I did not have been looking for good reason. Face the oftentransitory thoughts, always told myself not too stubborn, written andperformed by solo will not get any relief, always trying to resolve with thefaint melancholy in the heart, but I can’t find an excuse for forgetting.

 

In red travelers tell us, often silent and a corner of the time, countingtime watching rain, drifting clouds ever blossoming understanding solitudeof the sky? Forced to stay after all, catch a gentle. And there is always somuch to the world, for a portrait, but again disappointed in separated.Always thinking, if not meet in this gorgeous, you you, I or me, then eachwill have lived a comfortable life, waiting for a simple. If we had anothermeeting, then will leave everywhere downtown, pick up pieces spliced intothe spring with a stunning.

 

Thought in the spring season, full aroma full sleeves, but a man‘s fragranceand how can perform a romance for two. The flower open flowers, bees andbutterflies dance everywhere, add put a Miss lonely. Thickening of the ringin, looked at me with a tree view for, was swaying into a wicker serum leptin. Old time, alternation of night and day to keep, and I took long tocover up the emptiness inside. When night fell, stars and influences, whileignoring the scattered Moonlight, as reflected in the pool round of qingyingfull lonesome, as with it and I kept silent black and white, crazy keeping awordless ending.

 

No fruit in life, edge to edge to retain not live too much, if I could do it again, I would like to pick up a beautiful leaf blades, shake it all sad,cut out the shape of spring, chic bookmark full incense made from a green.If the time that old, I would like to turn into a dust plume, forget all thesadness, the accumulation of years of rotation of all the events of the pastare no longer referred to. our Love without consequence

 

World Traveler tell you, directed and performed by solo the whole life tothe interpretation, a different interpretation of the tragic comedy. Whenthe time to stay in the memory, I‘d rather turn into a invisible windshadow. Most beautiful encounter in life is but a sad memory, with theelegant but always forget sadness in dribs and drabs.

 

It seems I’m destined to be with you in the World Traveler.

Love without consequence, I can do?

Love without consequence

Love without consequence, I can do?
If we love each other not happy, but I also don’t sad…… But can I let go? Not. Because I seem to have fallen in love with her now that love Love without consequence, let me have a little shame. Yeah! Love is elusive, don’t know why I met is always not with me forever man. I am twenty-eight years old, but I have met a lot of small woman, I began to call him a little girl, the little woman, to see her know, her character and so on. That I like the feeling of people, so I feel sad. But I am rational, and I will always be…… So we will not have what, love is not the result of love, regardless of the outcome would be like, not love is not a chance. Like the article he gave me yesterday:
When he met him, she was 24, he was 30, and he did not say anything else, even he himself didn’t think what happened between them.
She is not the kind of person who can describe with beauty or beauty. He never deliberately disguised himself, into the crowd, you can not immediately put him out. His clothes is very dull, pure color, look calm, as if is adaptable, his implicit but so that you won’t put him and most men confused.
Before meeting him, she never knew, and a person that he loved to get along with, can be so good. Because of the old relationship, he would have to take care of her. She is not a spoiled child, since childhood, is what I do not know, after some hardships, she is accustomed to him about everything. Two of them often sat silently together, just clinging hands, sit sit at night, what words can not say, like a song written in the spring is more beautiful than her smile, I haven’t seen her people do not understand.
One day, she was very excited to him, said: “if the two people can live together for 60 years, then a difference of 6 years, what is considered? “Suddenly there was a long silence between the two men. She looked up and saw his eyes, like a baby with quiet, like monks as omniscient, in such eyes, he felt his reckless and reckless, in his heart the sea is not worth mentioning how tolerant. In fact, she can think of, he thought, and even more thoughtful than she thought, more thoroughly. Not only is the relationship between age, his character and the birth of a tragic factor, one thing, the first thought is the outcome, but also not meet, they have been afraid to leave. For the emotional journey, he cannot be down-to-earth, so elegant is elegant, so that the people who were with him not to a superficial. His capacity is very good, although not always drink when they get together, he is not. In that time, with wine, is that the rainy weather, Weiyang night. He kept his glass, and she gently pressed his hand: “don’t drink too much, hurt the body. “He insisted, from the cup to see her:” then how? “In one gulp. Lamplight he long eyebrow into temples, gazing at her eyes beaming, for a long time, the look with a slight laugh, laugh at her, also laugh at yourself, dare to love Love without consequence.
We all love each other but can not love, 6 years old this gap is so small, and now regret, but now there is no such opportunity. Tell everyone to have the opportunity to Love without consequence, or later will regret it. If you give me a chance, Love without consequence, no matter what the outcome will be, don’t let yourself regret.
How many times in a person’s life can have such feelings? Take your youth. Don’t let yourself regret. There is no regret in the world. Love is to love without consequence.
I followed her…… No later.hat’s us happy memories
Occasionally, in a very quiet sleepless night, he would quietly remind yourself that he give up, after all his life in that part of the pain.
I don’t know what she meant to me, why did I use a six year gap to explain one thing, I think he loves me, so I can send it to me. I really Love without consequence, do not care what the outcome would be like.

[the last love letter] you gave me the most happy memories

happy memories

[the last love letter] you gave me the most happy memories
When I met you, you are still a spotless girl, and I was one of the most common youth. Met you, perhaps you are sentimental and that beautiful face attracts me, so, I will love you in silence, watching you…… Until the day a minute of the past…… Remember the young love, is pure like, is like you have never said to you, just like in the day you are looking at you, quietly watching your little sad, laugh, and you know your little bit. At that time always want to hope that you can see my one eye, say a word, but not so much for you to see my one eye, say a word. Because I just hope that I can still love you silently, I do not want to be disturbed, but also afraid of being you know, found…… So sometimes I always think, perhaps because fate let me in this vast sea of people see a you, but perhaps you my fate is not enough to let me and you do not say, not enough to let me and you together, not enough to let you like you like me. Perhaps this is the world’s farthest distance…… Let me only in this world to continue the desolate and deserted, but also worried that, perhaps one day you will become another not belong to me”…… But we are giving each other the most happy memories, let us all remember each other.
Quiet time flowing, how many storms, in a few years, I meet with you the opportunity is very few, perhaps I do not deserve to see you, perhaps you already have their own life, love you, still on the bottom of my heart, don’t want to just want to silently hide forever…… Now think of those years, although not to meet with you, but you still silently watching the news, because you can remember the news to be happy for a long time, after a long time is long, lonely and sad, love you not only increase. Perhaps until now, you do not know, do not know that there was a man like you so long……
Although we met a very short time, but it is my best happy memories, because at that time we were together, how happy, happy, ah, although we are not necessarily together, but these happy memories, is my most happy memories. Do not know if this is not your best memories? Perhaps too.
When we are together, like you, afraid of losing your message……
Maybe you just like the beautiful morning, can beauty to a whole day, but I only like the evening watching you shed beautiful sunlight, in the night dream…… And my heavy dew tears and deeper the night, maybe you are the night sky bright stars, and I but how also can not touch your light. Perhaps a long time later, I can only in my memory to meet you, perhaps you can only in my memory…… I hope I can forget the whole world will not forget you
Because I like you very much. I love you very much……
I think I can never escape the fate of torture, will find in my world you don’t see, but never expect you to appear in one day in the lives of others, and you and I eventually even passing have no chance…… And you’re still living a good, even better, and I’m still…… I can only take these happy memories as my happy memories. Remember the little things we together. Happy sad.
When we meet again, you still have to see you when the beautiful, I still look at you, and you have more than one person. I can also put the original young and ignorant at this time, and you can meet in a simple, simple greeting, just looking at you when I have some impulse, want to ask, do you know that there is a world I love you. And in the end I was willing to put that love in their hearts, let him forever engraved…… Now I look at with him in a very happy, I still put the impulse to suppress, in the heart silently blessing you can live happily, and we in together time I take it as my best happy memories is good, of course, I hope you don’t forget our time together. Although we are not together, but still hope you can remember.Our love makes me grow a lot.
Perhaps this is my young time for me that a result, or you can not see, perhaps I do not want you to see, I end my youth, from now on, I am no longer young…… Now I am no longer young, but I will remember my best happy memories, happy memories of you have me. At that time, we were so happy, but now it is only a memory.

Emotion: Love requires free in order to have a better result

Love requires free in order to have a better result
Emotion: Love requires free in order to have a better result
Saying strong twist is not sweet, for love is free love to the most beautiful results love requires free
Sitting one afternoon in the summer, open diary, quietly counting thefleeting sadness with pen and ink Heart but slowly dug out in theafternoon once your hand in the hand, and turn those scenes

 

Although everything is destined to end, but it is not my wish to see thoughvery reluctant to part with those beautiful in the rain, but I decided, todo my own. Since love had too many doubts and heavy than for love let go,put you in the heart, as I won’t be around to find, will not have to worry about the years given my share of frustration, just with you in mind to staytogether, no longer worried about who will steal you, no longer feel thefrustration and pain of those stolen alonehttp://anchorsawayblog.com/

 

Actually, I’m not so clear, leaving you wave back, was given the river of mytears. Turn is stored there is no place of melancholy.

 

Love is a woman‘s lifelong attachment to, despite knowing that love isalways beautiful fairy tale,(Love makes me grow up fast network are illusory story games, but I want tobe in a fairy tale story, hope the story flowing for whom the beat in mychest and happy forever.

 

In the spring of that year, wind-blown love, now the summer wind blow away love has disappeared, leaving only the aftertaste when you walk around. Airusand of the hand, hard to hold, but lost. Left only injured hand, so it let go, people who love travel, let love in my heart for burial. Wave, giving aloved one a beautiful freedom of the sky.

 

I know that love is gone, does not necessarily mean that and put it down.Turns but does not necessarily mean no worries. Those days when not used,how to use it. When I used to go with loved ones, forget long beautifulscenery. Now I will be alone and enjoy the roadside scenery. Slowly, Iexpect nothing, and slowly the pain words less, slowly destroying itself inthe wall of thought no, Word is that fleeting aftertaste and nostalgic.Gradually learn of couse, used to enjoy the scenery without you.

 

Love requires free, despite telling myself to learn to let go, Love requires free,forget that you open network but could not escape from the storm and enmity.Loved, hated, and walked, exhausted, let go … …

 

In fragile and sensitive heart, or love needs freedom still hasexpectations, still confused. But, no longer wallow, learn to hide sadnessslowly. Get used to quiet of sunrise and sunset the next heart, slowlysettling once .

 

Love requires free, turned around and it was a simple act, but it is apainful metamorphosis. Who have years of passion and dedication are driftaway, Love requires free, settling down is a weathered the gentle waters ofthe mood of love.

 

Sitting on a summer afternoon, listening to your recorded voice, gently putink in journal hidden sadness of the past. Shades of the past, slowlystroking over the bottom heart beats, or sad or confused, or frustrated ormelancholy

Emotional prose: love makes me grow

love makes me grow

Emotional prose: love makes me grow

When we have never experienced love, our love is a dream, a yearning. But love really come around us, it is not the idea. In love is based on one’s own ideas, will not consider you boyfriend/girlfriend feel, this is an irresponsible act, maybe now I have a new understanding about this, because his (her) heart’s understanding of the word love is not enough. I’m now understanding of love is very impressive, “love makes me grow.” Just like yesterday’s children today experiencing love is grown up.love beyond words to describe

There is a love called love each other, there is a love called each other, there is a love called understanding and tolerance. In our love as if I didn’t do it, but love makes me grow a lot. Just before a claim, do is acceptable. For love I was running around in circles, it’s like a blind spot in the eye, no matter how hard is not so clear. Over the years, in the world of feelings, I’m like a child was taken care of. Recently, because of some conflict, I travel a little impulse to love actually, but rewarding. After the trip, think I ever changed a lot by now, like the difference between children with adults. Love makes me grow up fast.

In front of the railway station, in every crowd, I’m a man carrying bags lined up to buy tickets, the waiting time is long, a second is a pain. Finally got the last one sitting, rejoice to God so blessed I love. Two hours from the departure time, I’m going to stand in the crowded waiting room, think about if he was, he would try to make me sit down and rest, he will always surprise me, I not half the injustice and hard.Emotional article NET http://anchorsawayblog.com/

6:18 P.M. I finally got, for the first time go so far away was not afraid. Is tinnitus and anxiously wait, watching the occupants gradually reduced, and heart are impatience. Every time he came to see me after so much hard work and suffering, and I also often complain about him, love, tolerance and understanding in I just didn’t do it. Suide had called to tell him I was going to, the phone is full of his blame and nagging, “disobedient. A people run so far also not too hard, remember in car Shang buy points fruit…… “this moment, we seems are forget has zhiqian of cold war and fight, only care and worried in took with train way forward, heart warm of, way of hard also evaporated, look forward to with train fast points station, that long of figure in, I, two star heart of distance in slowly near. Perhaps true love makes me grow a lot. Really grateful to love bring my emotions.

Just out station, on saw he took has pieces clothes in, I, “side cold, see you wear so less”, homeopathic for I put Shang clothes, now, I not in be brave, quiet of accept he on I of good, I is a as water of girl, also need was care, down camouflage, what cold war what fight are no longer important, has he in, I also mind.

Night suide management alone, is located in the foot of the mountain, appears after the rain is cold. The driveway and lining up in long queues all red semi-trailer, break out of the horns make this sky no longer quiet. It turns out that he is working in such environments, this intense work he will have extra time to take care of me, about my life, catches up tears in my eyes … … Love makes me grow not only, have made him more mature a lot.

Love is a wonderful thing, love makes me grow, it will let people know a lot, love makes me grow, mutual tolerance and understanding is increasing fresh agent of love, love makes me grow. Is also the most tender parts. We have to learn to read their love, look at yourself in the love, love makes me grow, to fully appreciate the eyes to see you through thick and thin and the other half. Also to learn to have no taste tea just lightly fragrant taste in the process of gradual plain happy fragrance.