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Leaf
Leaves, the pursuit of the wind or the tree does not retain. - Inscription
bathed Sassou autumn, a leaf falling from a tree quietly. Happy spinning, like a shiny dew, the grass on the blink. Laughter as the crisp, dripping from the trees. Tracts, children's toes fell and landed on the shoulders of lovers, the eyes of elderly falls. Play with, romantic and sighed. Cloud said the leaves is the pursuit of the wind. Mist the leaves are said not to retain the tree. Gaze, floating spiral. Who will be sad to leave, Who alone arrogance. If you let me say that the leaves are the leaves free of the longing, the pursuit of a dream leaves. Ideas are, as always. Put aside all the language scene, Yisuoyanyu Renping Sheng.
leaves me longing for life. No shackles, no sadness. Time is too thin, too wide fingers. Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny. Ordinary life is always always busy winding, trouble trouble trouble. Human life is far from simple and free and easy leaves. Leaves the choice of just going with the left, and people's choices are numerous branch junctions. Numerous once we simply think of to grow up quickly, but the more grown up but to find that the more lonely. We fell in love with the Mood for Love's sad. Looked sad stories, sad read poetry, listening to sad songs. Thus, we once thought we got a general depression. We struggled in the self-proclaimed lunatic fringe. The language of insane and crazy, you is not me, you do not understand my sadness. The leaves, how clear and bright and cheerful. Whether hanging in the trees in spring, or fall down quietly, or the praise of all the laments are only the opinions of others. Leaves just listen to their inner voice. To stray will tune out. Live to understand hearty. Way too much bending
Who? Why not as long for the simplicity of the leaves and enjoy the stubborn self. If the person is only a dream, then I pray for freedom. Way too much bending, even if we have nine eighth bend, bend the unresolved emotional problems are just ignorant Melancholy, are just endless, Unspoken. I would like to rotate as the leaves happy, shiny. Have endowed the new speech, Reality is more open, while each person's space is getting smaller and smaller, and the air is very narrow, very narrow. Every day we have the Q, and almost each with the habit of addicts. Like to express their emotions in the space, and gradually most of the space have been encrypted. Living contradiction, hypocrisy was. Obviously want to have individual can understand themselves, the mood of the day recorded in the heart of this carefully, hoping someone will care about experience. But more and more afraid that people will get a glimpse into their true heart. Some fear that after 80 so-called depression, the so-called touch of sadness no intention of leaking exposure to sunlight, seemed so **** naked. Tibet, Duo Duo's self-protection in the leaves only for themselves, decided to fall. I choose to enjoy the leaves stubborn.
we crawl like a do not know where the snails. Blindly for the self. To gather enough courage to be you. And we discovered that we did not have the ability to fathom such a **** life. Are you yourself? Modern society,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], human beings are intelligent. Protection of human consciousness to disguise interpreted depth of the game, the smile, the most of the techniques used. Sometimes even the people themselves can not tell you or the person in front of disguise after disguise. More or less of the burden and pressure affect us. You belong to yourself? Even when driving on the highway a slow car can not stop, who will shoulder your side? When can quietly do not want anything, when you can go wandering with Mercedes-Benz. Thus, we find another shortcut. More and more people locked up the space. Perhaps easier to understand others, people feel more sophisticated analysis. Like to be burning with a group of ants,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], looking for a corner,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the corner of a bystander can do, let someone else find a corner, guarding the last point is true, let the mind become vacant, so that breathing is not pain. Hope that one day the fire went out, and are brave enough to come out and found suddenly. Tired. I want to say and do leaves it! A unique self, with a unique courage. Even if there is no fairy tale world, put down the burden and do it. Pumpkin car, the glass slipper, Prince Charming ... ... Even if nothing else, this will be the fairy tale you regret.
poetry, numerous role in the telling. Niangshui, Dieshui, Buddha, God said. Buddha, and God said the authority. Dieyue, the Niangshui is true. But someone else said. Selfish, I want to hear me. Even if the talk is unclear, even if no one understood. Including the Buddha and God. Please allow me to run my way. Cry occasionally insipid life, if life is too real, let selfish spread. Selfishness of the innocent. If you find a corner to hide in narrow self, then fear of stray far. Leaves, so ordinary. But each one has different ideas, different pursuits and longing. Why do we always immersed in the so-called decadent jars. We also have our pursuit, and our dreams. Our passion, our desire to destroy it? In fact, our youth are not sad, just dim and appears confused. The youth of the young and frivolous,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], silly things do not fear as long as meaningful. Drink the wine of youth, they should get drunk, take advantage of. Looks into the distance, looking back, such as young leaves as quietly found out that you drink the wine drunk, drink, too drunk.
gaze, such as floating leaves spin down. I say the sky, I am me, is not the same flowers. Sky,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], wide sea, do a strong bubble. I am me, the flowers are blooming in the desert. In the transparent sun, as in full bloom ,**** bare.
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