November 19, 2010
Really good looking for someone to accompany
Years under the erosion of time, become gray, and slowly fade out of my memory. In my life, some endless gray color, looking around, surrounded by fellow patients, hospital stay in their own illness, have accompanied their loved ones have the closest person to accompany their own side. Uncomfortable, they can talk to the play, its like a baby, this life, how happy ah! Often quietly next to a person looking at the pieces of happiness, their envy of those in his own heart, eager to have such a happy themselves, how can a man want to be with his ah. Often a person in his heart the lure again and again, but I know that is unrealistic, so I've been avoiding these images, to avoid the kind of love. In fact, I really looking for someone to accompany you.
In my life, I can a person on the desk quietly writing, can a person inside the room, quietly sitting there, looking at the distant sky, watching the sky and white clouds in a daze, sad, A man stole quietly weeping in the corner. During my illness, I am a person Renzhaoshangtong, or suffer from deep within your soul, in the middle of the night looking at the dark sky, silent daze. In my pain, but merely to add a lot of sad things, always think they can, and always think they can get what they want happiness. But who knew that day, not so good to go, like losing the light of the dark road, rebuffed everywhere the same, so the day was really brutal. In each of us will have the deepest heart of one of the most important person, it is that no one can forget the bottom line, perhaps you've forgotten her, but as long as that place with that name appears, there will be a completely their own beyond the control of specific pain, people can not forget, people can not give up the faint, but fear memory, because the road traveled together, with no traces of the two people.
Life of the helpless, the existence of true reality of fantasy in my surroundings around my body, hovering in my mind, I feel suffocated. For love's sake, let us come together, because the fate of a sudden heart, I love you. Always thought that this time you can stay with a man, and finally no longer a person's own life. However, the reality is so cruel, the dream after all, still have to wake up. In separate, I think you are getting strange. Love the two people to become familiar with the unfamiliar, but also by the familiar becomes unfamiliar. Love is a stranger into a pair of lovers, turn a couple into a stranger's game. To the final, we came back to the starting point, but when we stop the time, only to find that our starting point and we have gone through this that the starting point is different. Time is long past, and you love me too long does not exist. And I still stand on the crossroad, standing under street lights we have stopped, waiting for you there ... ...
A man walking alone on a long time, go tired, really good looking for someone to accompany themselves, even the shortest of the moment, I do not need too much of your speech, without you paying too much, as long as you can quietly like to stay with me, if only sat quietly Ye Hao, Do not make me feel lonely, lonely, like a lost depends on the bird lost its way, no way to happiness ... ...
Sometimes when a person suddenly feel afraid, afraid not get to the end of life, can not see the person that I've been waiting for the appearance of hovering feel good, like go get lost in the maze of people, how to find also find less than exports, always there and turn, finally to the origin. Do not know the direction, not knowing where to go, the hand stretched out to blanket the sky, do not know where to stretch, and kept waving. Do not know when to come from within, do not know when it is tall, a good man lost, so scared. When this feeling arises, that the desire to find someone to spend even more strongly, perhaps lonely, too long, maybe really tired, a man in the life of this can be a long or a short is not Long walk a short life for so long, really tired, really not want to leave, many people want to find a safe harbor dock look, take a break. However, I find that can accompany the person in my life, but found that the original is so difficult. Dream of happiness, I had shed tears of happiness, filled with the taste of happiness. When the wake after, they found, or a person, from beginning to end is a person!
Since when do not know that he no longer likes to be alone, no longer like to see those who love fairy tales and dramas, not like to see those couples close to the lens, perhaps scared, might have wanted to avoid it, may is just one person for too long, read a lot of it, the lack of confidence in the future it!
Within my heart, really hope to have a person with me, come with me throughout my be a long or a short time of life. Good hope acridine ... ...
November 04, 2010
Hard to forget a lover
We will meet many people along the way, will meet a fate many of their people. But, you know, in our lifetime, there was one person that we can not forget that our first love. Yes, in our minds, might say to this person, already not impressed. But when you mention the previous story, you still would have his memory as new, maybe you will forget your classmates, perhaps in the near future you will forget all the teachers and students, but there is a person, you will not forget that he is your first love, that you've loved the people.
In my heart, I have been thinking about this sentence in the heart, love how long a person can love? Is life? Or a turn of the moment? I do not know how long this time, because I still love, because I'm still waiting, because I have not forgotten. Love a person, in the end for ourselves, how long before the recall, it will not hurt? How long before the time at the thought of no longer tears? I do not know, do not want to know, because I know that my heart just the man I love has not changed, nor ever thought to change. Perhaps in the distant future, I will waiting for you bald, perhaps then already struck, Soul Deep, but our love will last forever, forever on this earth, sun and the moon cycle of followers, each accompanied wait . Do not know how many years later, when I think of the past was, I think I will think of you first because you are my first love, my heart is hard to forget.
When we talked about it when a friend of mine told me her story. She was like a boy, is her first love. However, the fate of the relatively rough, the boys did not get a long life, as suffering from nephritis, in the near future, died. However, this girl still waiting, waiting for his return. Until one day when she called his family to know the truth. At a later time, the girls end, sad for a long time. Now she has married, had a happy family. When talking about first love, her eyes red, because this love has long been buried in her heart, became a memory, waiting to become a love. Whether we take the long way in the future, how far, when we look back, we will find that the way in we passed, we missed a lot of beauty, you can miss a lot of happy people. She told me: a girl in order to happiness, then find a boy in love with his own; if a boy wants a happy life, then find a girl he loves, not too much asked each other, only the parties stand on each other's position to consider the issue, mutual understanding, then your life will be more happy, would love to permanent. I heard, the silence ... ... because I thought of my love that girl, take my whole heart that the girl, who can not make me forget the girl. Because this is love, this is what I want happiness .
In the middle of the night, I silently thought: If I could know your love will last to the time, that nice ah. So I will let myself love you, love you with; when I no longer love you, I will put you completely. However, I can not return to the past, I can not in the future, I do not know what year to go before they no longer love you. I do not know where to year, you can completely let go. I have the sky, facing the month, against the clouds, against his heart, said, I have forgotten you, I have put you behind; I have also in the middle of the night, in a dream, facing himself said, has been forgotten. However, I still shed tears in my dream will still be in a person, suddenly thought of you. I will be in a hopeless waiting and waiting, the tears had sounded, I will quiet that broke our hearts. I will be waiting for your happiness, waiting for you back to me ... ...
In later years, deep down there is also a youth belonging to the sky, deep down there is a young love, will give birth to a tender and touching, that love is forever out.
Perhaps, loved, and it will get more ... ...
Lonely, like a familiar name.
Autumn War, in the past, pain, fate.
Life is always too much on interpretation.
In fact, we are the same, the story of others laughing, but crying for their own stories.
The world go round, the four seasons cycle, leaves drifting across the quarter after quarter.
Moment of sadness imprinted in my mind, always wipe it away.
Lonely, like a familiar name.
Love, think of some of the story.
As if my heart has a key.
To open this wound city.
Loneliness is my shadow side.
Smiled and told me deja vu.
Live in, this sad city.
Memory, so be mature and sensible.
Butterfly flower drunk to spend it with the wind to fly;
Flower Dance Flower tears, crying flower petals fly;
Bloom for whom Xie, Hua Xie whom grief
Ink out of the window is a piece of the sky. I ring holding arms, looking at the color of the room open and lax in the pupil gradually integrated. Finally, better left unsaid ...
Like the quiet of the night sky ......
Many times .... illusion everywhere around us.
You say, this world really worry you? If so, then where?
Look, even if alone, but also strong growth.
In this gray city, I just want a little love.
Thought, have become accustomed to a person home.
Missed one, maybe miss life.
I changing or life changing?
Su beautiful flower Germany, stung,
Decadent sexy, so that they can no longer touch of Curcuma not let go,
Body injuries, so long as that awful gray precipitate,
All people, all in all, are completely,
Blood spread out, like a flower opening in the body,
De moment into the most unsightly scar,
Ear is sad music, the text does not play the keyboard with a touch of pleasure
De indulge in this way,
Curcuma perhaps the meet, Whisper words of mouth, satisfied, satisfied,
He is in Wei Liang, Bana Xie,
The happiness of those who have little in the young seems to us, not worth mentioning.
Thus, when the passing of life rings, a circle of rotation,
Often complex compound, the idea of what
The happiest, the best time is no longer,
Now we have one every day for the future, for the future,
The hard work, struggle, and efforts to
When then back memories, have no meaning,
Lost, looking in vain,
So, why not cherish,
Everyone has his own life Concerto
Song music, played the Eternal is their own,
The music is cheerful, relaxed, sad, quiet, joy,
To have played your hands,
Concerto for his life, played it to their own efforts,
I believe, will be exciting,
Beating in the darkness, such as ink,
Silent, stopped writing,
Heart reckless course,
Pause, adjourned to the ....
In many cases, the reasons for our pain is not not brave, brave but only after a sudden find that we are not brave when far more happiness.
Every day, eventually you freeze a moment in my heart. There are always many things to many people, it will become indelible memories.
We have been looking to find photos and memories the story of his right. Whatever the final outcome is a happy smile sad or miss, will spread into the most beautiful in the past.
We are a leaf drift boat, swing over flowers, Yang Guo Hua Xie, reminding us of scenes through a cycle, with a winter silence want love, love with a dazzling flowers, with a flower thank the lonely nostalgia Love green without complaint.
Just out of a barren heart
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