Mao Chan [personal essays] Date :2011 -7-10 11:40:15 by ? ? arrow keys to flip Editor's note: the growth process is the abundance, and it is hard, good face, know how to choose, in order to have more more harvest. As the seasons change, be good at discovering the natural beauty and to perceive the wonderful life. Starting point is still good, but at slightly pickled superfluous details, look better. Spring,Ugg Boots, I sowed a seed of hope, and confidence I look forward to watching it grow. Until then, I can see out of one place of flowers it? I look forward to spring in the sky, how clouds are floating to the place where the sunset? Spring in the later years of the past or sad or happy, or, butterflies fluttered in the wind flapping the wings of his beloved. Far looked at the mountains near the water,Abercrombie Brussel 2011-7- 11_1793, the spring of hope, looking forward to all the reflection in the lake in the landscape. Was selected in the spring travel, travel with the I buried this spring ... Who can join and embrace spring and time? Spring is not the season, but the heart. But the heart does not care a great selection of travel of the spring where people do not care whether the music scene to write grief. In the summer yet to come, not to leave in the spring, I chose to put all the dreams are woven here. Wait until the spring, waiting to live in hope being. If one day I quietly leave, please bury me in the spring ... ...
a child I always loved watching the summer skies, that dream of flying above me. I tried it as a natural map. The coordinates on this map, I found the way to Growing up, I fell in love with summer midnight, leisurely walk in the midnight, Ren Shiguang rush to leave, any gains and losses mundane. I had not put it in mind. I am amazed with the beauty of short-lived, moment of joy after I immersed in the moment of silence. I put everything into the poem, into a dream. Desire to grow up like the summer's ice cream, no matter how you treasure, how to avoid, how could not bear to eat. In the warm air it always will melt, disappear not a trace. Also whether we have another great dedication, how many do not hit the wall Do not look back perseverance, once the good wishes and reality in the fight, we will blow to pieces by it, we will be driven to the wall, and in a times from hope into disappointment, and badly beaten in a second, we already started lessons, started to grow when you start at a pay had reservations. We no longer have that simply do not know that even the world's children. Always afraid to dream of moving forward on the road full of thorns everywhere, fear how much tears are difficult to interpret in the hearts of Suanku, afraid to fly next summer's dream even grasp. Now, I like the hourglass on the time, watched it one second second, drop by drop the passage of time. I do nothing, I do not care, but could do nothing, because one day we will always grow old, because the fall will always come.
A poet said, know that wild autumn, autumn love is messy it inadvertently, and sometimes in life we ??just fall through a transformation, let us see the reality the back. We dream of carrying the spring and summer leaves circling overhead, I looked up to ask it: life is about to come to an end, do you regret? It replied that; do not regret it, although life is about to come to an end, but I achieved my ideal I listened to the wind pulled tight sad dirge, so I grabbed the Four winds,mbt outlet I, Bliss evening scene sorrow _13470,UGG, it wants a return to the real question: Look inside the trunk of each tree are the soul of the load of a mature, ripe fruit will eventually do to the death of leaves do cost? Such rules of survival is too too cruel. If another way: leaves in pursuit of freedom is to returning to their roots, to find part of its ownership. So I do not have too many sad, I will begin a new life to it and happy. Laws of nature is cruel, but also the case law of human existence. Survival of the fittest does not apply to those out. Whether spring or summer, whether brilliant or had come down. All of this will go through the fall, all will be gone. Not come back in the spring of that year, no longer in the yellow green of the day. All the time we do not struggle for too long. Born in the spring and summer breeding, the natural fall of the wandering. So I want to cherish the spring, summer and cherish,Ugg, treasure fall collection will go through life every wandering.
Winter comes, we certainly are in a time of snow melt in to the sentiment of life. Let's snowy world through three seasons of the soul are not so numerous load, not so tired. But let our hearts become more and more luminous. Some people say: Life is not just a plan, but also clean. Noise in this very complicated world, if we can not purify their minds well, we can hardly free from the effects of those nasty impurities separate from this world. We all have a start any influence from outside the mind. Gradually, some people know some things, we are no longer so simple, everyone is living with a mask. Learned to distrust, learned to no longer use the simple look on the world. We have become stale, become elusive and thorough among people. So there intrigues, infighting, so we started from the reality of turning the book to find the old ideals, no sense that we are playing the game. So the world in our eyes no longer so beautiful, so people no longer captured the imagination. But life is a process of precipitation, even in the number of people we have experienced unsatisfactory thing, we had to come back to this world, because we belong here. Finally, we need to have to clean, purify the mind slowly. Let the ice melt into water flowing into our hearts, flow into our bone marrow. Because the winter the water is not normal, it has been frozen ice, with an tough, strong enough to make us optimistic in the face of the future life: After a winter precipitation, with more cuts, clear enough to allow We use an indifferent heart to meet the unknown future.
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