Monday, October 28, 2013

Plain is another fashion

Plain is another fashion
When you are poor only when the next dollar, what would you do? Is to choose to buy a rose, or a purchase a piece of biscuit to eat, and then go make money"?
Occasionally see this, really filled with emotion. Former life, clear from the mind flashed. Everything is so much alike. Perhaps, when the mind touches and this issue coincides.
The same separation, those days of wandering, is accompanied traveled alone. One person, alone, propped their own sky, for her dream hard work, commitment to the heavy rush.
Remember Bing said: "Love on the left, the situation on the right, walking along in life, ready to sow, ready to blossom, this path will be long, dotted with fragrant flowers filled the air, so wear sticks whisk leaves pedestrians, marching thorns, do not feel pain, tears may fall, but not sad. "
Separation of separation benefits, tasting miss, miss experience, through the years wasted, becoming more mature heart indifferent. Triangulum life test of a feeling of loyalty, a trace of sadness, pity is light at midnight in the singing, but, that of a lonely and lost, is not difficult to imagine.
Mid-waving, times and farewell, are sad, is gazing tears. The outside world is really interesting? Perhaps some more helpless ingredients. Unyielding in life's challenges, always feel that life, you should live out look, with a gigantic stature, that dream wings. Left, are your delicate shoulders, right, is the daughter of ignorant eyes. Do not ask the return date, and finally know that stubborn character, will illuminate the future.
If love away years of wind, blowing leaf does not fall dependent. Unfortunately, a miss, the two shared, one kind of loneliness, two people taste. You use the weak shoulder, provoked the burden of the family. Invisible red line, at the moment of parting, the Department also quietly on the pulse of the heart. All Qiannian are stuffed into the years of fragrance.
Step red, you come to me, the years rush. Across, forehead accumulation of old, staring gathered strength. Seasonal cycle, short-lived reunion always does everything possible to retain a favorable moment, going through wind and rain, waiting for the end of time. Burning youth, in the time of rings, the circle carved a memorable vicissitudes, integrate heart, pouring the siege rugged, precipitation mellow, reserved for life slowly share. Gu warmth of hope, perseverance and faith, a man does not collapse the bridge. In the water of the Mekong, smell the fragrance of flowers, the horizon right close, warm heart fragrant.
To each other, a touch of tenderness, brow eyes, gentle sound of caution, it encompasses a thousand words. Some of earthly temptations, but also laughing evaporated. Original promises, did not dare forget themselves, staying regret this life is singing ......
Simple life, simple poem, like a long winter fire, there is no bright light, there is a lifetime of warmth. No scorching flame, but so calm ease, accompanied it through the long night, confused hesitation when tired heart, in your eyes in heating.
Cut a summer wind, blew a reunion beep, pull an affectionate, warm your face the elderly. Passion is attributed to plain. Work is accompanied by a pleasant lingering. The road of life, chose to no longer easily back, both chose adrift, they are bound to give up Huaqianyuexia romance.
Perhaps, no matter what the object of your love, start is not important, it is notable; extraordinary in your journey, you Mouguang in whose body, hands and a grip Ying who is who eventually listen carefully to accompany your side's heart. Hold the insipidity is brilliant dazzling brilliance, this tormented feelings of suffering, there is no sorrow!
Romance is the world's most beautiful love song, is to give the brave, even scarred, no regrets. Earthly plain are the most familiar songs, profound feelings of happiness, hazy yarn, soft Si Wu, Ruran the years of loving, layer upon layer, Cecil strands, with the blessing of your eyes, wove into a dream dress.
"Gentle enough, wedding day a dream," Wang Chuan's eyes, or reveal your inner voice. Two years of wind and rain and fog, without thoughts, also knew heating. Just your face, engraved miss Haggard, or tells the Nung hope. Fruitful with the change, bringing gentle brewing. Intentions knife, scored no alternative position, grasps the dream of the iceberg, separated by time and space, is still behind the bustling heart of the most familiar Mo Yang.
Thoughts were stretched summer wind, spring breeze bright red petals, your lips smile, in the season bright. Loneliness is annihilation in an embrace, the Waterfront is full of happiness is in your eyes streamer, like a pool of pure spring water, mixed joy and sorrow, and loss intertwined. And the flow of rhythm, through a long wait, to quell the previously undetectable sad. Those who sigh for years, in the joy of reunion, carved into an eternal happiness, life, romantic walk by the dull, laugh away from the situation, but also the best in life commitment.
Life, more often, romance is just a kind of silent care, plain and they can render life colorful.
Come back a decade, continuing a vision of love, endured the storm ups. This way, warm breeze, the flowers of life, still fry generally brilliant....

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