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damiangju
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 Posted: Wed 0:56, 18 May 2011 Post subject: I believe you love |
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May spare the whole, I re-read Tagore in the corpus. His words, as naive as the plant fragrance country, the United States as smooth as natural streams, arrived in my heart. This Saturday afternoon, and sat by the lake house, Shen through his thoughts and feelings in the waves, as if reading of the self.
Liu Xia sky outside the window, bamboo looming in the distance a boat at sea, but after the roaring sound of running [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I think of you across the ocean journey, the heart some pain. Sea winds blowing, blue bells rocked, Your fortitude in the face, and meandering over the years in front of indistinct, indistinct before, an instant away, tears streaming down slowly.
days between me and you also made a bow to our final farewell. We started at the right time, at the appropriate distance from the end. Say goodbye to the hopeless struggle may be a relief. But I still can not give up the memory, can not stay away from this sea. Because this gave me the best meet. While accommodating the days have gone, never passed away not to return. When I was in the back to get warm here, courage and perseverance. I know, have all happened here, not accidental, but the abundance God has given my life and give you give me inspiration, inspiration and struggle. However
his morning, when we love the wind blows away the years, everything is over, I can not repeat with you all the better. How can it not teach me to tears, obsessive insistence pain, guarding grabbing back the love of reading at the beach alone, watching the sunset. The clank of the sea breeze, gradually subsided into a quiet appearance.
into quiet time in the flow, like the soul of Tagore sea under the setting sun shining scales, I walk back and forth to between the time you seem to see behind the walk between the Tagore poem, you very calm and loving eyes ... ... a warm heart murmur over, I know there must be something and I go hand, those who care for silence, unspeakable love, and watch the other side of the depths of the Red ... ... has been in [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the sweet light Close your eyes and hands that rest on this page
Gore Once you give to me baby, all the hidden pity and pain. A person is not the fetters of love, but to her (him) free, I hope she (he) to be happy. The exact real love, in fact, two people practice goodness.
Thank you to my farewell, and gave me the freedom of beautiful, gave me the simple life. I look to the far other side of the tears in your direction, no front end, but between me and you are done the day. All is over, I can repay you all have given me in the past.
closed the book in the dark window, also closed in the past. Suddenly the great tide coming from the sound of the sea, I looked at the direction of your smile, I'm sure, have a night in your Airuchaoshui feel toward me. Believed to be charming, I believe that my feelings have become thick, tolerance and understanding. I believe in your morning, my night, what must remain with us hand in hand. That there had been days, will be covered with the warmth of the sun with us [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], in the long dark night [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], a long way in the struggle, eternal life, not obliterate.
written on the night of 29 May 2010
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feds8eait
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| Posted: Thu 14:26, 19 May 2011 Post subject: |
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Mountain, there is a wall of cliffs ,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], cliff has a crack, Han Haoniao put this road as their own home sewing . Cliffs in front of a river , the river has a large poplar tree , poplar was inhabited by magpies . Han Haoniao and magpies face- lived , became neighbors.
patches autumn ,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], leaves fall for winter fast approaching .
One day ,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the weather was fine . Magpies fly out early in the morning , looking east to find the West ,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the title back some branches, on the busy base nest for winter. Han Haoniao flying out to play it all day ,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], tired, back to sleep. Magpie said: Magpies live in a warm blanket. Han Haoniao crevices in the cliff trembling with cold , sad , saying: Two days early in the morning , the wind stopped, the warm sun . Magpies again Han Haoniao said:
deepest winter , snow , a white hill and dale . North wind howling like a lion , the river water was frozen , cold as ice-cold cliff crevices . On this cold night sleeping magpie nest in the warm , Han Haoniao has issued a final wailing :
dawn,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the sun shine on the earth . Magpie calling neighbors Han Haoniao branches . Poor Han Haoniao frozen to death in the middle of the night .
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