2010年9月17日星期五

Life is like a trip

Endless sky with lingering light rain, I dragged the heavy baggage of a person, difficult to walk to the train station; the wind was very cold in the face, reminds me of the trip at a loss, not feeling the flow, while I was confused, can not find the heart of paradise for a time.

Train slow slide, the track breaks into a deep melody. I sat in the window seat, watching the night skies of this city, overshadowed by a noisy crowd ... leaving only shines into the car by dark of the incandescent light, there I am lonely.

Through a lot, suddenly realize: Some things you just do not like how some things can not get what you want; some dreams, not your efforts to make you belong to you.

I know that some pay no ending, some people are destined not his own, over the past years, the go away. I am not an angel, even if another pious hands, can not change the trajectory of life ...

Today, such an outcome is a relief for me, right. I do not go thinking, maybe what are no longer important. Have thought that, regardless of joy or not, have gone through, passing, and life will not be blank. Now, they find that even gone through a lot of road, passing a lot of Hom. My life was imprint a lot of irreparable defects. What has never left, nor what, but lost many. I recall receiving the ... ... all turn into a bubble, I hope future road will not go too hard.

Put aside those of the self-righteous pain, I still have a long way in life, having chosen, and even have to finish the knees. Strong point, if not strong, weak, to whom I!seo|

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The miracle of life

Childish voice often sounded in the ears, watching the children around, I always think of the young with "Mom, I come from?" Here's the problem, repeatedly asked his mother. Those "why" along with my growing up, always put the parents into the maze, and I still do not know why they stop in after questioning into. For me, preschool, parents are everything to me, they say is 100% right. Child naughty boys, I have failed to have a quiet girl. Time to implement a little bit backwards, my eyes began to expand, I can see more of the other things that can come into contact with many others in the world, began to say they are not so rigid, still living a laid-back life, only difference is that I began to have their own ideas, have their own pursuit of their own beliefs.


    Decided to leave alone the parents of a life, when my life when net widening, turn only to find they are also increasingly aging. 7:00 received a call from his father, a familiar voice side of the phone remains the same opening, no brilliant prelude to language, only this time the difference is that I heard my father say: Do you still have a small, sometimes reminds me of you a person's outside, like tugging at heart the same, always wake up. I do not know when my father saying this is like when I hear the same tears in the flashing. Sometimes I think maybe they really are old, and today I face this time if the big world, I can not back down, just because my eyes began to appear something that you do not like you young When the same, but your eyes do not know since when, there is only my view exists. There was a period of time then your mind will be the existence of hate, occasionally remember what happened a few years ago. But every time the hand holding the phone, listening to you that husky voice, I have to admit that you have not then you, and I have to learn courage, some things have gone, you are my The most pro-people. Yes, you created me and brought me to this world. Sometimes a person sitting in front of the computer, looked at those pages, look at those scenes of separation, when looking at those people erect in the news, I thought I was fresh for me, but for you in your I am a miracle for you right. Two decades, we are always changing, you keep getting older, but I grew up in the non-stop, when you start changing the perspective of fuzzy when I was growing clear.
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Down, emptying, flat, rest assured

New to the young novices, what are curious. Autumn leaves dancing in monastery, the young novices Paoqu Wen master: "leaves so beautiful, why would swap it?"

Master smile: "Because the winter and the tree was barely holding on so many leaves, had homes. This is not [give up], is [down]!"

Winter came, the young novices to see older students to buckle over the courtyard of the tank, but also Paoqu Wen Master: "Haohao De Water, why discard it?"

Master smiled and said: "Because of the cold winter, water freezing expansion will tank bursting, so clean and down. This is not a [vacuum], is [shorting]!"

Snow, thick, layer after layer, potted trees at the plot in Cypress, the master ordered disciples together to move down the basin, so the tree to lie down. They understand the young monk, Ji Zhewen: "Cypress and hard about why the prostrate?"

Master face a whole: "Who Haohao Di? You have not seen snow collapsed the Cypress Leaf it? Further pressure on the cut off. It was not [take down] is the [flat], in order to protect it, teach it lie down Ping rest, such as snow break and then help them. "

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