In My Dreams

A pen stopped her departure , like out of the hole, escape from the opposite wall, like accidentally drowned in tears, can not find novel beautiful fragment, only wading out, like to see an unidentified woman, in love psychographic. The dream of the precursor, are you clean the body, like the wind blowing a little finger and distant fields as beautiful white chrysanthemum. From signed to the end of Zhang, content of the novel are legitimate, in I call you dear, you some confused in panic incessantly in the escape, as if I were a burden on the stoop, just call you choose the road to flee.

Stranded in the voice of the night, as the residue at the end of the dream, everything is so far the like in tears accumulate a difficult to eager. I like to see all the Acacia like with a pillow, all in soft love, are the highlight of balderdash. Romance is really beautiful, I can not so humorous jumped up, even if is Yimapingchuan, also can not cover up like the stormy sea adventure. The waves still, the waterfall water mountain, like over the mysterious moat, all relics left behind, is a beautiful love completely. Like in the elevator, in the delivery of up and down, all the concepts produced, the emergence of such row upon row and one beautiful outline, like in front of the flash.

Miss that wants to reveal still used the white, miss the appearance of the soft shame, miss the Yushulinfeng beauty and nestled in the waterfall in the water feeling. Stone and stone with a kiss birds pecked at the hard dream , from unexpected in found a person, like emerges from a stone, birds escape, leave all the way to open the door of voice.

You can imagine, all eyes are on the fly, search for the effect of the aroma, shape, made me sleepless nights. Whether it is a soft touch, I like being harassed, I can not forget that beautiful level, such as long in the dream, in the heart, so the pain. Like standing in the corner of the window, through the beautiful glass, see the carved like woman, full of my desire website promotion agency.

I have not be absent, I will then systemic heart investment, like a beautiful man foolishly look at a sunflower, like appreciate paintings by Van Gogh sunflowers, lifelike rising out of the fire, like the flame, is so inextinguishable, like in the heart of brightly lit, the fire burned more more full, burn the flame.

Love is the beauty of this? Although it is a small sunflower, but can draw on the eye-catching hot love, it is not easy. Only Van Gogh's heart knows the truth of love.

At the moment, everything is like in all the repeated and low-key Wind sways grass., are to follow the prescribed order. As in the edge of things fire, in the shoot at random the dream, hit the nail on the head that beautiful. For wind and rain all over the floor of the imagination, is then the chance, the prior green earth and earth verdant scenery, I really can't again to describe the, too deep for the life that I stop not annihilate, didn't look at the beauty of the lovely, sunflower beautiful open. My shadow is like flashing in the corner of the lane, the floating illusion, so that I have

Is a series, or repeated coming. I like to find my predecessor is beautiful, such as in the night of the alley to roll up her photo, like the high hanging on my dream tower, I think it is not enough, only to see a copy, also do not have it. I also like in the drawer of my dream, catch your heart, I want to turn off are closed or not, the I jump so flustered , have been intoxicated with her to.

If a person has not been in the marriage, then, this person's feelings are not full. Like autumn's mature season, still feel empty food, will be in the wind. While those heavy particles, quietly fell on the ground, they are waiting for the next seed, blossom fruit. The latter has absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, feeling rich, emotional intelligence is very high, is a relatively good biology population, the probability of being eliminated some low. At that time, if not Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit, there would be no human. I am this is from a biological point of view of the biological reproductive law, if you oppose my point of view, please come up with evidence of biology, we can discuss .

From the biological significance, enrich people's emotion, dared to defy the shackles of marriage, to find love in the world, is not what outrageous things. Most of us maintain the marriage system is for the sake of their own interests, is from the perspective of social ethics to deny the emotional. Qian Zhongshu old gentleman to the marriage as a siege, said not to go out in a hurry, and the inside of the want to escape. Say very image. I think marriage is like a chain. Women want to have a house and a car ticket, to find a rich man, barricaded himself in, not There was a red plum tree. Men want to outrageous, also have their own lock, no more derailed. Such a marriage, a few can produce true love?

True love is without any conditions. If a person does not care a mountain water, do not care about age and health status, not to ask more of your economic conditions, only care about feelings, defends silently, that, in all likelihood this is true love. Some people will say, those who keep to the golden silver wedding partner is also not love you. I do not deny that the marriage is love, is very rare. If you tear down the shackles of marriage, then the abolition of the marriage system, between men and women can easily live together, then a few people will keep the old?

The reason why everyone is longing for love, because love is too good, too difficult, too mysterious, too great. Like bright stars, it is like a pearl scorching eyes, treasure who doesn't want to get it. And because of its scarcity, people in order to get it, get scarred, heart bleeding and no regrets, fought .

Finally I want to say is that love is difficult, we have to give those lonely soul more tolerant and less criticism. The heart is warm and complex, it is difficult for outsiders to see the full picture and come to a fair evaluation, it is better to be friendly. Do not always take the shackles of social ethics to others. Would you like to turn into the siege is also good, he wanted to breathe out is not what earth crumbles from city events. You go your way, he left his single plank bridge, each one minds his own business. Who is a heavy seed, the wind, will make an accurate evaluation.

In the stillness of the night, choose a corner of quiet, enjoy the beauty of a curved month, accompanied by a single lamp, sipping a cup of tea, listening to a piece of piano music, carrying on a book, light reading life You beauty.

As a return, the years old, only when the old age spent similar, each year is different. Looking back, to find that people live is a state of mind. Poor or rich, rich or poor, it is not worth mentioning. All the things that have gone through the past, have nothing to do, but never go back......

Think carefully, whether yesterday, today, tomorrow, if able to tan Ran Ran, that is a beautiful day; no matter who met too many grievances, by how much pain, if we persist, if we choose to face, that is for their responsibilities; no matter how family, friendship, love, and the world changes to select the value, is the feeling of a kind of pleasure, a very clever beauty You beauty.

Life is like a poem, elegant and tranquil life poem, drunk rain.

Yesterday's decadent desolate and growth, faint small garden, the insect light Ming, arouse the hearts of thousands of emotion, perhaps, this is the hint of the ancient poet heart broken hearted! Lonely, but it is a kind of happiness. At this moment, no one disturb, only my heart, chongming. Quiet night, we made a song without words.

Like "life if only such as signs that a sorrow and mourning cool; memory in the darkness of our tomb with what hope and his strange predestined relationship will be affectionate and look forward to the more difficult period"; "thin as snuff another night" is really sad sad. Do not know when, gradually like Nalan word, like a mint as his general hint of sadness. I also brought his wisps of sorrowful, read books, over time You beauty.

I used to have a look at the text, write text, text, perhaps, also became a kind of interest and pleasure. Time is long, and also gave birth to a little bit of greed and obsession. Just a long way to go, Xiao Xiao. Although there is no moon drink, although no wine, but in this I have found a small plot of land, a quiet side.

Send an idea to the earth with a tranquil, sent to cloud with a warm and full communion, find the divine nature. Xiaoxiao, Tan Chengcheng, so understanding and harmony, not my unrequited love. But, I also in this broad broad understanding, access to the a rare ethereal.

We in the village a call brother said, should be ghosts, otherwise, why will has the & ldquo; ghost & rdquo; words, the answer is clearly a sophism, but when he said this, we has no words to refute this

When I was ten years old, I saw a ghost. At noon that day, I came home from school, through the double new hall, came to the wing put bags, suddenly saw the two young children in the bends, the two children a male a female, and I generally large, wearing a white shirt, neck also with red scarf, their hands holding hands, towards me smiled. I just blink of an eye, they can't see it. At that time, I was scared out of a sweat, heart like this, there is the legend of the ghost people “ ”? If they are ghosts, then the ghost is a shadow.

According to the traditional view, saw the ghost also is to see the person's soul, that is to say, people have lost souls, the souls of the people will die instantly.

I saw “ ” after that, I looked at the people in the village, and saw that someone was dying, but, for a long time, there was no dead style

Small in the evening, we have a group of children often go to Grandpa home warming himself by the fire. While kaohuo while clinging to his grandfather, he tells a ghost story. Three grandpa said, there is a ghost called Road ghost, people in the night when the night to meet the ghost on the trouble, he will take you to the mountains and fields, you go on the mountain, the nose will run into a tree, you will walk in the field, you will be on a night, until you are exhausted. There is also a ghost

And woman to give birth to a child, the ghost came, they put a basket, hand holding a red cloth and in women outside the window, Yiyang Yiyang, the woman to give birth to a child must be a dead child. And there is a ghost called a hanging neck, they stand on the side of the road under the tree, holding a rope in the hand, some people go this way, they say: hang up, hang up!

When we heard this, often creepy, shrinkage as a group, did not dare to pee in the courtyard, home have associates, hands also needs to take a torch
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When I was twelve years old, I had a terrible thing in the village. A brother called Shen young lad, was twenty-two years old, be rather baffling had a dead stomach coptis.

One evening, production team called home, Shen brother destroyed with a basket to a called bowl water concave slopes in pull ragweed, this place is back, Hom abounds in Coptis chinensis is a famous Huang Liangui place, usually almost no alone went there. Shen Ge should be possessed, he happened a person to the Caspian, half an hour later, he pulled out with a basket of ragweed, there are green grass, cotton grass, wild onion, wild Qiao Tuo, is preparing to return home, a middle-aged man smiled to him, hands take a Coptis chinensis shoots to Shen elder brother to eat, Shen brother noises.then eat. Then, the man took his elder brother Shen to pick the coptis root tip, the people to pick a, elder brother Shen eat a, eat a total of 27, then, the man in a blink of an eye was gone. Shen brother this time you woke up, the heart, think, encountered a ghost, hurriedly carrying basket to go home, home will account for parents to parents anxious round and round, a will treat Chinese goldthread soil doctor please, earthy doctor can say, not saved. Eating too much, coptis root into the belly, would hurt Ganchang broken. Only one night, brother Shen died.

Arabian papercranes prayer, from rainy to sunny, watch the Arabian Nights, from a thunderstorm to sleep to the beauty of Xing Kongjing, all the way along, to accompany you to witness your growth, nice. --.

Leave time after light Youth passes as a fleeting wave., a moment. Three years of time from point to seam in the passage, I walked on the path of youth, you stop, witnessed the guardian of your forest covered a thousand paper cranes. The mind move, one thousand paper cranes will fly to the dream of the sky. I stretched out my hand gently grasp an origami crane, didn't make them stop dream steps, thoughts are with the dream of flying, high in the sky see traces left by the angle, recall the past bit by bit.

"Meng Lord brother, I want to eat ice cream." I look at the look you look, and turn to buy an ice cream for you.. Thank you brother!" You thanked me by the time, and then put your attention on the ice cream in your hand.. I smiled and looked at your eyes, the next moment, the world quiet. Your eyes endless sweet, without a trace of impurities. I was troubled and distressed red heart at that moment felt a kind of peace. That was a stunning time.. Then my soul pen yet awakened, my heart is the initiation of Xiangxi tenderness. Sister, your innocence wash away the common dust of my heart. You let me know the life be light of heart from care blank. Trance, I seem to see a fairy tale world in your mind, I face all sleep, conveniently hung on the a thousand cranes, looking forward to you find not far from this wonderful

Often a person walking in the ordinary world, cloud water Zen consciousness of Enron, charactizing a fine spring day warm, beautiful writing on the plain. If the umbrella meets a woman in the misty rain, will return with a smile, not light disturbance, but the heart is often read. I thought A hedge between keeps friendship green., shallow and incessant, stretches far to. When I entered the forest when you guard, I found that the most beautiful encounter in the world is to meet you. You see I will send my visit, willow. I can't bear to accept your gift, but in my heart there is a strange feeling that I chose to accept the silence.. Heart gush a warm, but I do not know why warm. Good understanding: the world is not wicker, hope you put the elves, the most lovely heart gave me hope. If good nature you just Ann quietly accompanies the tree, they will not be cast under the elves special brilliance, stained with plain fleeting. Maybe you do not know, you want to in the willow tree, the paper cranes wake up. Given the magic of the ordinary dance can let a miracle, wake up the power of sleep.

Juyi Peng Lake in the colorful time, water clear watering tired figure, wash away the secular dust, I a transparent heart. A leisurely walk in between the green mountains and blue waters meet many surprises, expects to find the elf like fruit, to share with you the tree fruit with counterparts in the scenery. When I met you, I invited you, shook your head and did not want to disturb me. I just wanted to urge you, but I first remind me, brother, don't lose yourself." You choose to remain in the forest, the guardian of the efforts of their own. See you look at the tree of a thousand paper cranes, I pleased to laugh for you, bright appearance of the fruit, as peace of mind of the thousand paper cranes. My sister grew up and had her own ideas and was no longer the little princess that followed me to ice cream..

Personally think in your forest as you hang origami, to make up for a lack of willow, the abundance of your fairy dust. But I did not return to your territory, lost in the crossroads. Under the same sky, why there are different paths? So many corners, where to see the scenery? And then I will meet us, in the depths of red dust? I closed my eyes and I was afraid....... The ethereal voice from afar, listen, who is singing songs of childhood, heal my heart? Who is blessing well, purify the annoyance that I have before? When I open my eyes again, I see you not far away, and all the answers know, everything is in the silent. The moment is no longer at a loss, but I did not move forward, because I want to achieve the promise of the.