Lung: watched

Lung: watched

    

Article written by scholars to recommendWelcome to the United States with the text of it, published in mood sentiment, with 10 million U.S. culture right now share with friends! Click to joiHua, on the first day of school, he and I holding hands, through a good few blocks to Victoria Primary School. In early September, every household in the courtyard of the apple and pear trees are studded fist-sized fruit, because of weight-bearing and heavy drooping branches, beyond the hedge, hair, hook to the pedestrian crossing.

Many, many children in the playground waiting for the class first tone ring. Small hands, ring in the father, mother palm, Qieqie eyes, looked around . They are kindergarten students, but they did not know that a law: the graduation thing, another thing is always open.

Bell, suddenly silhouette mixed, betake different directions, but the shuttle so much chaos in the crowd, I very clearly see the back of their children ─ ─ like in a hundred babies cry rang while, you still able to accurately hear that one of their own position. Hua carrying a colorful bag move forward, but he kept back; like an endless time and space through the river, his eyes and my eyes staring Taking a rendezvous.

I looked at his thin back entrance and disappeared.

The age of sixteen, he went to the United States as an exchange student for one year. I send him to the airport. Farewell, as usual, embrace, my head can only be affixed to his chest, as if clinging to the giraffe's feet. He obviously struggled to put the mother's affection.

He ranks in the long wait for passport inspection; I stand outside the back of the eye to follow him moved forward inch by inch. Finally his turn, stay a while in the customs window, and then get back passports, popped into a door, prosperous and almost disappear.

I have been waiting, waiting glance back before he disappeared. But he did not, not once.

Now he is twenty, the university just to teach my university. But even go the same way, he would not take my car. Even with the car, he put on his headphones ─ ─ Only one person can listen to music, is a closed door. Sometimes he was waiting for the bus across the street, I look down from the high-rise window: a tall thin young man, eyes look to the gray sea; I can only imagine that his inner world and my deep, like the waves, but I can not get. While the bus came, stood in his presence. The car drove away, a deserted street, standing only a mailbox.

Angel is no longer cold in winter

Angel is no longer cold in winter

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A long time, did not quietly sit down and write some text, it seems that the past can not find a strong desire to talk in words, I do not know his life was too dull or too busy recently, and always not in the mood to sit In front of the computer. Perhaps, once in the past is no longer the reason I want to talk, maybe now quiet water of life without passion, maybe while back, the body does not make me forget all that ... ... Maybe I just really want to quietly to watch the dull, no matter how life, I think, as long as life has truly been happy with is the most true and beautiful!
Always thought he was a full optimist, the original is not, and he was just a cradle which has been sleeping in the parents of the parasites. Once a day, this shell does not exist, the kind of fear and helplessness, life can not shirk.
Everyone likes a happy feeling, like has been going well, everyone thinks this way. However, everyone has been so? Not.
Parents who used to care, used clothing to hand food to mouth life. However, bad temper and more each day, not only ungrateful, but the opposite is always hurt the feelings of the things parents do not know thrifty, do not know how to cherish life is also very heart of the lack of Ci Beixi homes. Good girl in the eyes of outsiders, seems good enough, in fact, know very essence of their own "selfish" is lazy, arrogant, indifferent, in short, a lot of personality flaws. Has also refused to admit before, but feel that there is nothing wrong, now I know, it is just self-deception.
Be early if they have independent man, his early wake up, maybe a lot of things will change. However, less selfish person is right, but there must be a selfish, is to plot for his family, Ford, to make their family and their happiness, and do this simple fact can not be simple, to lay down hands of the knife, losing a plate of meat, revel release, beneficial to all.
Health Debu beautiful a woman can, but must live pretty. At any time, profound knowledge, good manners, polite, elegant style of conversation, open minds, and a loving heart, a person will be able to live pretty enough, even if you do not look beautiful in itself . Live beautiful, is to live out a spirit, a taste, a wonderful to really Emotion. As long as one does not abandon myself, I believe that no one can hinder your progress!
When I was in the most lonely most lonely moments, he does not easily enter into a room of my life, I thought we were just ordinary life, the most common friend, but a vast sea of hastily passing shoulder rub, but two empty lonely soul, from life to the network, and then from the network back to life until the day I found I can not live without you, I know that love is so simple and so pure, bright and clean as your eyes, clear water, very calm and quiet ... ...
I thought I would never get out of that period can not be relieved of the emotional pain of losing his father, always quiet in the boundless solitude watch my life, but had in fact nothing lasts forever in life, and nothing is impossible, but people sometimes Solid straight to put myself pressing a dark corner of despair, alone, alas, until there came a ray of sun shines, I will find that life is still so beautiful, happy and love life still belongs to the people who understand life!
Perhaps those who belong to me and he did not lover unique drawing near, and no lovers walk hand in hand between the memories, we just lightly touch the warm words from the sentence, I heard a warm blessing, a gentle hug, a silent smile will be able to feel each other's true feelings.
If one day no news of him, I'd kind of like the feeling of tears, even friends and sit together, but absent of thought are his, very often, do not know what is right and what is wrong and what is Love, what is hate?
Women, always women, sentimental, passionate fickle, once so strong in the face, but it is nothing but smoke past, once so deeply sentimental, but also superficial, and even love too deep, even if no regrets ... ...
Suddenly found themselves a little bit do not know myself, that innocent cute innocent years, I have long been engulfs, was blown away, I will not self-willed, no crying, no longer a man hiding in the corner in a daze, I learned to sleep listening to sad music, let the music gently healing for me, I learn to control their emotions, learn to give up, I see the distance between dreams and reality, so I decided to be strong too naive to love to move for more solid ground that only love is the straight life and some of the most perfect, still looking forward to a demanding share of youth, innocent, become somewhat sophisticated, but not helpless, nor a loss ... ...
Used to think the best thing, but it now appears that some do not know why I do not know the original selection should continue, suddenly find themselves at a loss is not their own, so you want to escape, but did not hear the command of the heart continues ... ...
The final agreement, to become beautiful, the pain had been covered with blood and traces of the years, the helplessness of the past years, has become yesterday's passage of water.
People are always contradictory to survive, grow up in the conflict, "Sometimes, sometimes, everything will come to an end, leaving together, all the time, nothing is immortal, but I sometimes prefer nostalgia does not let go, until the landscape Perhaps you have seen through the steady and will accompany me ... ... "But, maybe it was just a dream!
Soon, another year, I take it quietly and a man sitting in front of the computer for his birthday congratulations? Will not, because sent thousands of miles away felt the warmth and happiness!
But the happiness and joy are also always short? When all the smoke cloud is scattered off, the rest will be only the lonely lonely and confused ... ...
Who is a very strange animal, will often carried away by emotion, even if wrong, do not want to go back. Perhaps people only come to know, that is how a feel.
I think that a man may not be too serious, too invested, especially for a feeling, because that is like a magic city, easier to get into it too hard, maybe go all the time out of happiness and joy but also give way when the scars However, people are not without feelings, even if they know the result will be scarred, but also desperate for love through fire and water, which is perhaps the power of love!
Slowly will find that they will change with the emotional maturity of sublimation sentimental, less impulsive, less depression, and no longer so innocent love cry, the sky is still beautiful, and my sky is not snow ... ...
I'm not alone to face difficulties because they can spend with him is hard to enjoy the happiness of the same importance. Years is a huge test in life, tempered, he allowed me to see that he is a responsible man, he will be my life going to love that. The most difficult days came through, after the experience of suffering and he can crush me it? Regardless of the face, I believe, and his two people together. If he feels our love without passion, I will first review myself, I order him to do what? Is boring now has his own reasons? How long they have not chat with him, talk to it? How long they have not given him a smile and encouraged? Grow love, love will mature, unchanging love was not there. Love, are a little bit of hustle from the reality and experience the meaning of the experience of love. Love, just as the sun, illuminate each other's heart, warm and bright, that happy, warm and and feeling that love!
His every word written, all because of love. In fact, I want to love and responsibility, is profound feelings; I want to love is plain, is the mundane; I love the angle, little finger, and said never a good break. The students can go, where to love is his for love, for dreams to last. Stubbornly persists as long as we love each other will help each other, we can with the utmost tolerance and patience to face all the sorrows and joys, suffering, frustration, no matter what happens to face with each other can go bear!
I believe that love is illness and death, rich and poor in the stubbornly persists. In this life, I will cherish all their care about! I also firmly believe that love is patient and kind, Love never fails ...

Shen Nong is also love

Shen Nong is also silent love

Chaos is not open in all things first, you just multiply the transfer of a human generation seed, Dead Poets Society as early as the occasion seems to already spraying, green shoots of life abundant, full-bodied warmth of the mother about the creeping of germination, learn from my mother the essence of the growth.
One day, you grow up, grow into a jade tree man, you will get rid of the parents of the sanctuary, looking for life they want to protect expectations.
You have young once, have had their own proprietary secret, locked away. In your eyes, deep down below, and soaked the girls destiny Huaichun feelings. Passion, if the fire blazing, the most burning, the most beautiful red, as if the sun forever, for you to stay in your sparkling eyes, her bright red of Chun Pan.
When you love a woman, in the delivery room for the beautiful new life as a butterfly cocoon of the moment, tear bear the pain alone, perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, and all are as if none of your business.
In fact, you also have the joy of his young and bewildered, you also have to select the name of a dictionary search of the stubborn and insist that you in the delivery room and then a cigarette a cigarette outside the anxious and hovering, perhaps, there is little to notice.
Looking back, the years of conversion, this world changes, street life in the street at the end of the road, only to observe that you shoulder the burden of responsibility, can not be measured, but not detailed, even if the weight of the world hold the other end of the scale, but also can not balance its heavy.
You have to work hard, regardless of whether they love; your daily life to take care of his family, maintaining a happy complete home, let your wives and children can freely enjoy their grandchildren.
Because the "mother" has been "kind", so "parent" to be "strict." The joy of your hand to create the Kingdom, their silence is often only in the side and can not wait to enter; because you are the father, you will destroy the whole atmosphere of harsh.
You have no choice but to do a good father, it is your responsibility and your right. When your children as Qingfen like flowers, stars as bright when you hold them in my arms, like the mountains of the small lake. Is not necessarily to teach children to walk you, "held high," the always you; Every time your parents will not necessarily have the time bad boy bully children, roaring sound that you go out the door.
Imperceptibly among the children learned from you what responsibility, what is to rely on, know at any time, there is always at the back of the body, a good man is not nothing, he is very specific, ready-made templates to follow.
As a father, you must love your children, you need not only obligations but also because thicker than water, they had unknowingly become your love of the pull, the heart is out.
You have to imagine their future, do you all to help them achieve, like chest With towering trees that gardeners treat their little seedlings.
But have you ever know? In fact, a tree will not be willing gardener pruning, always will be repeated after pruning, tree branches will be several fresh marks of their own, resentment, hate many things that a gardener. The silence of the mountain you, but also who is going to tell the heart to identify with the pain it? !
For the love of the silence, you must always go hard, to work on. The love you, deep and strong, marathon runners and endurance, how can you compare, but just the mere tens of kilometers, but you are far-ranging life of distant time. You come all the way to overcoming all obstacles, feet Lek with blood, even scarred, but we can only hurt and pain buried in the hearts of a corner.
Sink in the life of the Yangtze River, you have to transform himself into a boat, crossing the children safe and off; filled the rain blurred, you have to come forward to make umbrellas, made available for a small piece of sky. Even if you already exhausting, who can for you to build a Yellow Brick Road?
You'll have small, doomed to ordinary, can not guarantee that children can reach a happy green. The silence of your love, magic can only last for wings, carrying children, flying toward their long-awaited dream home. Perhaps, eventually, you will lose them.
Children, is most concerned about in this lifetime, and they made the early life and production, all throughout your entire memory. Migration time was too cruel, stroke, stroke over the years has been the hand of your face, and left an indelible mark road.
You will be? You be the one holding his daughter married into the hall, and she was handed over to the New World people; you will get married after his son, alone in front of the TV waiting for their occasional calls.
Perhaps just a turn of the moment, you will suddenly find that your most beloved little baby has a head taller than you, and are impatient to fly thousands of miles into the sky outside.
In this way, you have the whole world, are walk away, and you can no longer avoid the old, like stone in the peas, crushed to pieces by time, only a few residues, but still will all my love, are transformed into pure soy milk Gan.
Love your children, silent as a mountain, plain like water, you love a clean outlines of the paradise, you want to landscape around the dependencies between heaven and earth, planted saplings Yi Keke and watch them grow day by day ... ... Now, those trees have grown up to become useful, and that dark green shade of a tree as cover, in the children's life, thus thoroughly enveloped, the implication of the family's warmth, affection forever!

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