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Wysłany: Śro 22:12, 20 Kwi 2011 Temat postu: Happiness is so ... ... |
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friend asked how the recent but not your pencil out?
smiled and answered, being so, there is the need to write it?
friends criticized me for this paradox. He did not know many women are in the unfortunate, aggrieved, confused, confusion, pain, struggle and helplessness when only thinking about how to reduce the worth of melancholy, how to find the exit vent. Only that time, non-expression can not talk to them. Otherwise, a cavity Biequ the nervous boredom will pull off, confused, until the collapse. Thus, the ** written down, is the driving force behind the writing.
recently. After meals. Mountain Association of purple clay pot [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], taking a dip in a small group of Need Tieguanyin, watch out tea line the mouth [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], slowly pour in the two crystal cup, a cup of end-to my eyes, or handed it to my hands. Light green liquid, Yingying clear; curl tea, dense diffuse [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], ambiguous warm, deep affection.
realize that health is more important than writing, I worked hard not to force their own, and also to work overtime from time to time Do not burn the midnight oil to discourage the mountain. In this way, scattered leisure, a cup of tea; a handful of seeds; an apple; squeezed against a sofa [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], on a television series, exchange each other's perception. Previous mountain, only to love his own, just pour yourself a glass of drink, just grab a handful of their nibbling seeds, Apple just cut its own food. I used to demonstrate to him, poured two glasses of water, first handed him a cup; grab a handful of seeds, the first half of his points in the palm of the hand; Xiaoping Guo into two, two people eat the same. Over time, two years later, he had me subconsciously, unconsciously to share with me everything. Contentment, got the message, know music, who needs?
son went to college, I better drying bedding, put on new sheets quilt, eagerly look forward to the early arrival of winter. Last night, lying in bed on his son's school, the feeling was very warm and comfortable. Capricious, sleep in here tonight. Hill was very benevolent and customs, take the initiative to move in their own pillows. Twenty years ago, marriage, bought a steel frame this simple iron bed, only one five meters wide. Then there was his son. Then later on made to order the piece of meter eighty wide bed, off thirty centimeters, virtually pulled far distance from his skin.
long, long time away so there is no intimacy, especially in this winter. Suddenly, feeling the beauty of the old dwelling, cramped quarters that narrow bed, spooned each other warm. In recent years, more room, the bed widened, the heart far away. Son's room is and study, and a bed, two desks. Past, the two computers side by side, humming, mountain engage in scientific research, I wrote their minds. When the son decided to sleep in the bed, as long as a person I wanted to rest, and the other will not shut down sorry. Thus, attached and three nights, 21 nights or so, wash bed. To sleep the morning, get comfortable and comfort of a long absence.
desk piled thick book, the more debt owed to the text more. Yang Wenfeng pillow with natural science essays, short poems Ningming Ningming, Yao Zhanxiong cicada sitting listening, Cuiwen Chen's Selected Poems early modern Church of effort ... ... for the books, Pianpian Zhuo pull of the text, every word Abas beauty. Ambilight, pleasing, cultivate wisdom and passion. Also like the wine cellars of a pit, in my mind rolling, fermentation, brewing, Bentu, fascinated. The show is hard for it, put in the text. Thus, from time to time to give birth to a sense of guilt. Passage of time, wine aging, timeless. Let it time to deposit the sediment brewing. Let me indulge in the lazy good.
really, writing is what the dead of night. You have me, I have you; mutual attachment, interdependence; love and care, are no longer deliberately and for, but the course of time developed a habit. When happiness is so, I still write something necessary?
Bohai side
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