I don't know why, you always do not answer the phone mask house, also don't know why you didn't return messages, I have the problem of designing questionnaire, asked a lot of people, they have a different answer, of which an answer is (she found you have other ideas? Or do you do something directly or do not want to ignore you, or there is a hate you do not want to see your reasons. May this is your answer mask house, in the vicinity of the school to meet you a few times, I want to ask is what reason, but eventually did not dare to ask, just for you smiled, other, I dare not to ask a lot of questions.
Some people say that you recently in preparation for postgraduate entrance examination, the phone, SMS what, will not return. Actually, I want to seek you to say, my thoughts, which has been hidden in the heart, always did not say exports, I knew, the result is what kind of, I clearly know that they will all everywhere, but I still want to put the words hidden in my heart for a long time for a long time, say it, but I heard, you preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, I do not want to let you mind transfer to other places. Perhaps I can only put my words, deeply hide it. As the "Three Kingdoms kill" in the same mask house:
I have asked your friend, what's the closest you've been to? She says: you're fine.. Heard this, I am very pleased, because I know you have a good. I don't ask the other questions.. Please don't blame me to ask someone about you..
When you received this information, during the period of University, we may rarely meet, probably wouldn't have a chance to meet (because you'll have to leave this school, I don't know if anyone told you my reason for coming to the school). As long as you have a good, please do not bother me too. Do not think that my long winded, may this is too concerned about others, to make a good impression on others.
To say so much, do not know, you will not see. In short, I wish you happiness, I wish you a school in your heart.. At the same time I hope I can forget you, know this is impossible, just want to forget. Always thought that he can meet better, but I do not know missed the best. Maybe this is fate, dare not to expect too much, also dare not ask too much, because I have found no reason to continue to care about you, I think this is redundant. Because you have to find your home, I might be your life in an unknown traveler. How I wish you were a passer-by in my life mask house !
"You think carefully, what can you give me? Economic satisfaction or the ultimate end result?You can't! So ......"
Maybe I was naive, perhaps, I really did not grow up, perhaps, I too seriously infatuated, perhaps, what you say is I really can not do things... But I am still in our shadow behind to sigh, sigh years testimony not constant love, oath and commitment of those who are temporarily happy magic mad, and how much is it? Moreover, we have no oath and commitment!
Much "pick as cold branches are not habitat" arrogant, harvest is just life of a cruel, years later, Wushirenfei, we can retain what? What can you have?
What we need is not always sweet words sweetness, but go patience, that must be a love that is deeper than the sea, that is, the time forever immortal "April day". Can you have such patience?
What a pity, alas, after the sigh and do not know what a pity!
How much to wait, the vicissitudes of life, the regret of becoming time. Perhaps, all things are invisible fixed number, "difficult to forever", whether is the end?
The memory of the stem, planting too many beautiful dreams, but the harvest was temporarily too much misty vain. What was hidden years like the dew, finally broke the hearts of the story?
A tearful night, the same beautiful. In the years of the stream at rest, picking up many memorable lines? The stars moved a speechless tenderness Hong Kong University, no matter after a few years, who is who, is the mo. Let those memories gently sleep time flight, the animosity is ephemeral, let the years liufang......
One eye, through the ground coffee at the end of the spring, one eye, boil the cool summer rain, at a glance, what all the world's youthful, eyeful, eyeful in the winter did not see snow. Just think, in the whirling of the night, you came from memory.
Whatever the outcome, what is the relationship? Since love roses, brave to confide in good faith, if think Rose is barren, do embrace tulip, that is your freedom. Love, fragrant floating just, all are in expectation.
How many desires, to a weak heart haggard, a few words is enough to make you naked in front of others. Can the hand hold the pious, hold time and innocence, not to let down a helpless? In fact, very simple, night sky in a gentle eyes, light hold those years in full bloom in Pride and soften the misty rain, charming deep courtyard. Enough, enough, not too greedy!
Late at night, the lights dim , as long as another loved one, is no regrets in life, you are, I don't owe you.
Those petals together through the road, those petals softly on your hair, warm face. The bloom of pride, subtle fragrance floating, enough fragrance over your heart my heart. There are many stars at the end, don't give up, I'm still there full of tenderness.
The spring breeze is blowing gently, as if your caresses from afar, trance, coconut grove by the setting sun, those wrinkles are in the stretch, smile like yesterday. There are some feelings, have become the memory of Feng Shui, unable to dip a wisp of smoke, it is to have a blurred vision, sigh.
Love is not a legend, those superimposed warm, touching piety.
The years when tore up a solemn pledge of love? All in all, a little bit lost time.
Needless to say, tangled, blooming tender in time past, gently rubbing time flies, and in every heart, there is steady.
Later, no matter how far the shortage, the name has been engraved in the heart warm, and slowly with the old time.
Home to the dam had a kiri, thick trunk has a millstone, Chen Bobo plant next door. Chen Bobo engaged for more than thirty years, losing the tree must be at least thirty years.
Summer eat dinner, the neighbors will be moved to cool cool chair stool sitting under the tree, children playing tired will also pick a brick wood pad under the butt listen to adults chatted with .
There is a fault in kiri, President of pig, pig fat fat, have finger length thickness, fell into the body, eyes are very scary. Special brazen Chen Bobo ba cage son of elder brother, will catch a pig worm, wrapped in leaves, frighten me to my mother, I don't do it, he will coax me, and take me to touch the fish bait, moved out of shrimp, crab, do I make. While my mom was back to the house, or didn't pay attention to, secretly put the worm pig in front of mother, wild up, simply threw pig worm from mother behind in the past, the in the mind TuTuTu crazy jump, mouth shouted: "pig worm!"
Fascinating to naughty childhood memories.
Pig is sichuan, chongqing dialect, the title is small white, it is a kind of about 5 cm long worms. Spring pig insect as green as green leaves, it climbs on the leaves, incomplete without noticed that the leaves, it bite marks, you can easily find it. After summer, leaves begin to turn yellow, its body will turn yellow, it disguised himself, and its survival environment, it is not hide, we are afraid of a sweet bird pecking at it. Who told it to grow fat fat body ? Wonder, I cocked his brains, pegged to it for half a day, which also have never seen a bird pecking at it into his mouth.
Withered leaves in the fall in the wind falling in succession, this time it is particularly obvious, formed a withered brown cocoon son hung in late autumn, it in the dream to prepare for winter. But it is wrong, we often use bamboo pry it falls and throw in ignited the fire, listening to the flame bursts bursts of sound, listen to it shout don't shout pain, listen to it in the dream of crying. Unfortunately, did not hear. If you heard, such play, play time will stop. Childhood play always like to put the pain of another (the people and the things outside yourself) built in the joy of every one of them (yourself).
In grade school, ancestral moving away, leave the tree kiri also "move". Leave a short stump section mill, sitting on the empty sky, alone through time to consume, a few years no trace vanishes.
Ancestral home I have been there with mother, is in a big yard, the yard while mike sheron extravagant, but due to the ten to families, each room will appear narrow narrow. I saw the tree kiri, it depend on the wall of the utility room, some dry bark, lighter than the first, also the more wrinkles, it has been cut off branches, like a mutilated limbs specimens, bare of soaking in the absence of the skylight in the dark. But it just didn't leave the heaven and earth, the body in the residual life of heaven and earth, at the top of the bottom and side edges, is in the blood scabby scar wound infiltration had 35 tree buds, tender green leaves like the tears of the sky. "It is still alive." I said, pointing to the few trees sprout for mom. The mother answered me: "that is false."
Ok, false living is also a kind of life, not a poet said: "some people died, he was still alive; some people alive top university, but he was dead." When it's dead alive, live in the in the mind of a childhood.