2008年10月09日

It is heart-broken to like getting

It is heart-broken to like getting
The autumn wind looks like a pliable and tough comb, when it blows afloat gently, the feeling floats and enters my heart slowly in the endless autumn of one.
The wind floated outside the window at night, flourishing like the dream, shining stars, multifarious posture, the silent state of mind of combing me, lonely to get up lovesickness, stay alone, quiet, fill to feel sad I with, seem fill a kind of indistinct sorrow everywhere, and sad inside is a kind of unspeakable miss, make me vast and hazy. Already the night when the bolt has been good tightly on this door, will remember a dream that has already passed. The sound at night should be a thing of the sleep, and I, wake up at the pitch-dark night. I am still me
Cup do already, wine already to the limit, has not begged night, the boundless loneliness twines the atrium.
Face upward head look at moon, in there, stick up corner of the mouth watch I am light, but is the wind drunk? Dizzy, at such night, the wine drifts with the tide in the fresh breeze fragrantly, it is non- willing to be unmoved for life, in fact, I only stand in the corner not sleeping, it is lonely to compare with curved moon, fragile with one's own haggling strongly.
One waits in the quiet dim light of night alone, see through the dim moonlight, the past event floats back and forth in the bit, shuttle back and forth everywhere, it is difficult to tell to the limit, the autumn wind arises, nip in the air strong, knead mind carefully, let moonlight elongate story, want pour out, but find export that should should have, some wet traces that a hole of acid is careless, have become continuous heart rain floating in autumn wetly
If I you transient guest of life already, first one that does not have future meet by chance, imprint on one's mind diligently, tenderness of you, compassion happiness such as elegant skirt skirt of me of you, stand still for a long while shadow follow one's inclinations and roam about in to love dearly and have pity for you, separate and reject and face each other, it is very heavy to miss, perhaps more loving is not enough, the longer one is not a excessive demand forever. When my heart and you neared, I hoped the life that you plucked a maple leaf in autumn and gave to me had added a color, you have given me the forest of the whole Chinese sweet gum, my life was permeated with the happiness and move from then on.
Can you know? Since having you, my life has a miss, then miss like water, satisfied and comfortable, fashionlifesoak in a fragrance and a clear alcohol, the thin passing true feelings of soaking, also dense and also light, in warm and mutual soul. There are all of my emotion at your place, miss, take good care of, care about, a sentence of " girls " It is enough to make me willing to melt in your spoiling.
Reason come reason go, it I wonders to be to miss season or endless to give me your sadness long night? It is passing that I can't bear to give up with you. Originally thought we could wait diligently each other, more trust, however, everything was unexpected, after the mid-night, heart song that deviate from unexpectedly on the full west wing that month, so that I lose until you flickering, in suddenly far, suddenly near hesitation. When your heart is far away from, it is warm to lose, the feelings without worldly desires, at how much sleeplessness night, I wake up and does not know where. I can not find the answer, I can not speak clearly either ever you have used wholeheartedly, having remembered into all of my life, your tenderness, the smiling at Ye, your breath of you, let me aftertaste, entanglement of love and hate, wounded and samsara that like, impede more or less, what be helpless, tonight, the deep color and luster which I miss, held a handful of curved moons with both hands and did not dare to touch your once deep love to stare at. Have who knows you will I permanent collection.
At night of autumn, still very quiet, the gentle continuous feelings which twines former days of miss. Acting as and seeing it all over the snow rain of wind and frost of all one's life, in our vertical-horizontal years, you could tell me that you have ever taken notice of me. At this moment, as I remember your appearance again, thread is reticent too in falling thick and fast autumn. Love you, it is heart-broken to get
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