There was a time, often, I'll along a ancient hutongs, through more than 10 families, walked into the noise, and then turn to the earth, into the dry west of the river. I sit quietly at the river embankment, see the sun in fine threads continuously to fell on the bed of bushes of weeds. Here the ship, no shuttle without murmuring flowing water, not with the wind of more swimming fish; Only I, sunshine and distant look to unending legions of lifeless river.
Coming into the world, for the first time in a quiet afternoon enjoying the sun alone. Wide expanse of the river; the withered mottled On both sides of the tall trees bare, no vitality; Fallen leaves make on the ground, a thick covering of and take the soft. Banks a winding of rough on the path of the extensions to distant shiny, few people go. The other side shows a few sparse to comprehend, family, see not the shadow of mazi. I watched the sun moment to moment transformation of the Angle according to go down, and lifeless.
I suddenly felt into the free world, the day to do, say, and can not do not say. Those born of experience and lessons from the eyes flash across, slowly sank into the one distant memory. Born, childhood, ignorant, pursue, love, then flye, suffering, experienced a and a later, folded into the notes, the collection or pink in the heart bottom depths, didn't want to turn back to chew. Sunshine one inch and one inch to move to the west, western? Let the sun that bad.coach poppy dream c zip top blue tote
I peered over the river, the trees across commodious high embankment, across looking at but marginal farmland and across the rolling hills farmhouse, along the direction of the sun, dancing, fall in the depths of the distant. There have ideal, have hope, have just want have jumpy blaze, have years of the vicissitudes of life, have rang fish temple, have a deep sleep DuoNian will wake up early to dream the legend......
Think of all of the past years, thinking of the perpetual eternal proposition. People came to earth bound to be suffering, whether through whether must finish by the cycle of birth to death. If, today I stand in river shore; Tomorrow, I will not go to the other side of the river? When this shore with painful way to my soul, so, the weight of the other shore will not give me permanent happiness. Childhood is good, no experience, no thought, just a lot of fun and joy hope; When is the adult heavy, has the life of the destruction of the burden, a dream, there are innumerable haunted by responsibility. So, I want to in a chaoyang the rising relaxed days away from adult years, again, back to the childhood of multicoloured wheel life?
Sunlight is the long legs, like short life. Starting from scratch, step by step and step by step back to zero. Starting point, terminal, this section is not far away among, just an unknown world. Morning brought the dawn, chicken sunset crow declared days late. The lamb, and the lark. Always cherished hope, and every day the pine wood shell, notebooks, and then into the sweet dream. In fact, illusory dreams is life's most happy life, and those who in the world is difficult to realize the aspirations of the beautiful dream can be satisfied.
A wearing plain old man took SanWuZhi sheep from DiShang walk through, quietly, only for I look at. That is a kind of experience the look in the eyes of the sun and the moon, and the look in the eyes of the sheep without any differences. Have two lazy goats walking towards me, parked in my feet, see my style of appearance, seems to be close to the many. Nose to smell my finger, then turned to the old man. Old man just waved her hand, and the sheep and follow his gestures are slow away.
The weather-beaten old man and his sheep down the long river away in the sun, as he walked inside the long long years. Living life, always have a such a journey. The distance and some people will meet by chance, some such as parallel lines, never the intersection; Some become a bosom friend, lover and friend; Also some shape with stranger, as the enemy. Life have you, when for a kind of happiness. This kind of happiness, may be full of frustrations. Short meet, instant departure person, deeply grieved, and then gradually over the years is bleak, the time is long long, just become a memory bits of debris, even these pieces will be lost. Still strangers, such as the wind as well, and to the moon, do not leave memory, no pain and sorrow, only a faint forgotten.coach poppy dream c zip top brown tote
The sunset, between the world a serene. KuJi on the beach is full of sunlight. Gradually up north, which is at the bottom of the river from getting higher. I know, this leave this quiet have to die general place, came along, through blatant this, over the ten home along the ancient alley, gateway, back to the starting point of the life. Setting conscious, enveloping the evening at the end of the article that no river, and has a set of ground step slowly pace. The hard earth is feet of leaves, step up lifeless, such as my soul and all of the mood.
You seem to ring close the rain, gradually with the river water, increasing the shadow of water, soak the withered, over ChuanBei countless fish, cheerful beating. However, all things green trees. Spring, finally came
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