Song Su Shi wrote a poem: "cross as many different angles, near and far different level, do not know the true colors, only from within the mountain." Poetic implication is that because the status of different people and see The starting point is different from the objective understanding of things is different. What kind of people in an environment, there will be what kind of experience; what kind of experience, there is what kind of consciousness. Those struggling for a living all day, folks, the New Year meal dumplings on beaming up; while the wealthy who are pampered, eating sea cucumber with abalone taste also chew wax.
Here, I am reminded of an incident in history. In the King Hui Sima Zhong times a year there is a major disaster, people have no food to eat, only by eating grass, Guanyin Tu eat, many people starved to death. Memorial on the National Lifeline sent around the palace, King Hui, after listening to the minister of Memorial on very puzzled, said: "The people no rice to eat, why eat Rouyu it?." King Hui reason to say this speech is almost to tears, then living in the palace because the emperor, always willing to sweet fat, did not know to what ordinary people eat. But in modern times, the same occurred in a thought-provoking things. Northeast of a city of a district government, in order to express the concern of urban poor, in the New Year, the Government served a meal uniform, boring menu above red snapper, salt baked shrimp, boiled crabs and some other dishes. Of course, the organizers of the banquet was well-intentioned, some of the leadership in these normally eat the things that make ordinary people to try it. But people who lack most is rice and flour oil, salt, this dish is enough money to pay one month's living expenses they had.
No common experience, people deal with the problem will differ. Enforcement of road traffic order, are often blamed for pedestrians jaywalking, affecting motor vehicle access. However, transport facilities are not considered for the past pedestrians, far away from the establishment of a pedestrian access only, but also the distribution of green time for pedestrians is very short, the older half of those who went the red light on the changes. So pedestrians have to risk crossing a street, causing a car accident a tragedy. Some cities have even canceled the bike path, so cyclists and motor vehicles peers, how can non-traffic accidents. It is those grieving the loss of innocent lives, but these tragedies is avoidable, if we think carefully, take some response. Why did not the pedestrian traffic safety for more thinking about it, because the prevailing rules of the road by people who set car seat, he has forgotten a pedestrian experience, of course, will not give more consideration to pedestrian power.
Among the social life, some problems have been noisy and constantly criticized, but solutions are very slow. Universities such as the problem of high fees, people have been talking about. But education authorities have repeatedly declared that education fees are reasonable, certain speakers also talked about high-end clothes, no money do not buy the view. The reason why he said that, I guess a lot of money of his income to pay the costs of their children to school as minimal and not the workers and peasants as well pinched. Price regulation as well. Regulation of prices, leading some of the family thing was ready and not actually buy anything, so he do not feel the price increases, in the face of rapidly rising prices, such as playing a general anesthetic.
Human experience is not static, as changes in the environment will change. A person at the bottom when there is always hope, stable jobs and stable income. However, once climbed a solid position, condescending and not need to worry, he would forget what they have experience, are always trying to set the framework subordinates and let them nervous, too live in peace.
2010年8月22日星期日
Finally watched a movie
Sunday, I watched a movie. From the previous movies, has been formed for 20 years.
On this day, I had plans and wife go shopping first and then the children home. After the stroll, there are three hours off the time, no work, can not continue visiting the mall for three hours of it, say I have been shopping have backache leg pain. Proposed a movie lover, you can buy the excess is less pair of shoes, I would like to have a good deal. As a result, led the seventh floor of the theater lover to shopping malls, are shown on the screen describes the three films, a film of passion in Hong Kong, the United States shooting a film, this is the film I hate. Only 1 made the film, called "Curse of the Golden Flower", director Zhang Yimou told the actors called Gong Li. The two men I seem to have heard talk, pretty familiar. Decided to look at the Department. One asked price, startling 40 yuan per ticket. Dude, this should be in the past, is my month's wages. But as to the total Buzhi Yu back down. Front of the young people, for the companion ticket is not at play fear on, we can not ball dropped. Buy, look.
Patiently read, able to witness the large demeanor. The story of the Tang Dynasty, the circumstances surrounding the imperial palace to start an affair took place, the Queen and Prince fornication, Prince Edward, and another physician's daughter fornication, and this physician is also the daughter of the emperor's daughter, so the story entirely is Mr. Cao Yu's drama "Thunderstorm" promise. Then is to kill, kill little Prince Edward, then kill the emperor, the emperor was killed by anti-; two princes to kill the emperor, as emperor gathering in, forced to commit suicide, lackluster plot. Screen as newspaper advertising, as colorful, great scenes, but absolutely not the actual battle scenes, as computer animation made from the same. Court building with carved beams, but the European court looked feverish. I think a total art work to promote positive thinking a bit, shot a cost of 360 million yuan this large, present the public is that these things?
Poor pair of shoes I have.
On this day, I had plans and wife go shopping first and then the children home. After the stroll, there are three hours off the time, no work, can not continue visiting the mall for three hours of it, say I have been shopping have backache leg pain. Proposed a movie lover, you can buy the excess is less pair of shoes, I would like to have a good deal. As a result, led the seventh floor of the theater lover to shopping malls, are shown on the screen describes the three films, a film of passion in Hong Kong, the United States shooting a film, this is the film I hate. Only 1 made the film, called "Curse of the Golden Flower", director Zhang Yimou told the actors called Gong Li. The two men I seem to have heard talk, pretty familiar. Decided to look at the Department. One asked price, startling 40 yuan per ticket. Dude, this should be in the past, is my month's wages. But as to the total Buzhi Yu back down. Front of the young people, for the companion ticket is not at play fear on, we can not ball dropped. Buy, look.
Patiently read, able to witness the large demeanor. The story of the Tang Dynasty, the circumstances surrounding the imperial palace to start an affair took place, the Queen and Prince fornication, Prince Edward, and another physician's daughter fornication, and this physician is also the daughter of the emperor's daughter, so the story entirely is Mr. Cao Yu's drama "Thunderstorm" promise. Then is to kill, kill little Prince Edward, then kill the emperor, the emperor was killed by anti-; two princes to kill the emperor, as emperor gathering in, forced to commit suicide, lackluster plot. Screen as newspaper advertising, as colorful, great scenes, but absolutely not the actual battle scenes, as computer animation made from the same. Court building with carved beams, but the European court looked feverish. I think a total art work to promote positive thinking a bit, shot a cost of 360 million yuan this large, present the public is that these things?
Poor pair of shoes I have.
2010年8月12日星期四
Pick up a pen not only happy
Accidentally saw this sentence: pick up a pen on the old!
Pick up a pen on the old!
See this sentence, what would you think? Smiled, and then not agree it?
I do not agree with this view, pick up a pen can make people think faster and mature more love more love life. Had not seen even more soft and well-being; even if we find the same full of sadness and helplessness; even if we leave again and again and again lost, not only time, but also belief.
Life is still beautiful, moving.
Date from between the fingers through the long period of neglect, took easily to you my strong, beautiful, and most of the green years, leaving only a trace of transparent prints.
Time goes by, are not allowed to say old.
I am still a loner who enjoy the simple life, always a smile on his face, do not feel warm, do not feel tired, but calm, as bystanders look like everything, in the corner singing to yourself, write for yourself.
Beginning to enjoy and keep a distance around, so as not to hurt, who will not break it to the others calm, because I love this simple, quiet life.
Start in life to play a silent role, in the quiet corner to listen to your voice and see Yunjuanyunshu.
I wrapped in the warmth of their own into the cold, I let my passion is more pure.
In fact, I just waiting, waiting quietly blooming miracle that warm.
Out the window, the sky gray, the sky is common in Chengdu. Along with several lingering rain, the heat had disappeared, the pace of the fall already approached, the wind accompanied, and even be comfortable. This time, there is no sound of the leaves rustle Gloomy anxiety and wandering, just calm water, short of ethereal. Occasionally there will be 12 birds flying leisurely, lonely waving wings, no way to identify with my flight, leaving behind traces of illusory.
Very empty, very light.
Sometimes a person look at the crystal old, memory as yellow film, fuzzy and clear.
Although most of the time to live in strong, it will inevitably at some point by some small things that involve vulnerable.
Past the old taste and those who are can not bear to touch the wound, stacked in a quiet corner of the wind out of date, we will send rustle.
In order to stay away from, in order to return to self, I learned to write at the computer, as written in the water, emerged a little bit, a little away, remaining only more dazed eyes.
I square, smelling like a rose light a tiger, with a total not catch it in the U.S., but deeply attracted by its aroma, and could not bear to leave.
Writing is a very private matter, such as travelers walk in the mountains, so palpable is not just flowers, grass and trees and fog, as well as shadowing of loneliness.
Thus, the more write more lonely, more isolated the more intoxicated the more writing, as if into a cycle of light and shadow disorder.
But I can not stop, otherwise they will be more confused and helpless, could not find a trace to go by, and comfort.
Text looked faded, I told myself that they never come back.
Lonely, really lonely, and even some pain.
Numb the pain better than sober.
After cooling the body, blood still flows through many years.
This is Gu Cheng said.
But he committed suicide.
Perhaps he is just a soul coming into this world too early, not clear his mission, had sad course back. This is very much a relief, but he has still not strong enough.
Gray sky outside the window suddenly reveal a light blue, on a small piece of it was kind of desperate gray around.
The aircraft's voice across the ears, it will not pass through the blue hole, I flew to another strange place far away?
This reminds me of San Mao, when she returned to East Berlin from West Berlin, deeply addicted to go on the deep blue lake, is always to stay in the bleak city, and that this is what a sad.
Quietly watching the patch of blue sky, I take it lightly smile, as when listening to Beethoven's Adagio look.
Heart, something in the struggle, but quietly.
Some people like the bird world as I rush from flying, not the end of the traces. I even kept the soul the dust, much of the injury, every day is still on the road, because the wind was still blowing, life continues.
Health is always people yearn for.
The existence and you have no doubt that the years I have restless but quiet, the most beautiful scenery.
Evening when a man walking in the street, many people, they are nothing but indifference.
Lights in the wind the light, faint shadow on such an elongated, distorted, like a strange bird.
Moments passing by, inadvertently released a glimpse of the shadow of the window glass _______ smiling woman that is very hard, the wind in a very fast pace, but a heavy rush.
Back home, sitting on desk, holding tea, the drink carefully those rich liquid, left is a touch of incense. This is your sent, though a simple thing, very ordinary, but always makes sweet mind.
Really, do not have to care about how long this extraordinary day, so long as more and more treasure taste is like.
I know, I always knew, smiling.
There is a happy simply belonging to a person.
Is a Ah, I should not demand too much, the fate of God I am very cruel and very generous, I would like to thank it.
Finally, I pick up a pen to write these words, think of that has been very distant from their own dream, a little tired, but still smiling.
Pick up a pen or blessing.
We are all waiting for those who want to _______ fantastic and the brutal reality of injuries.
Who is Who in the cocoon? Who is Who in the pupa?
Pick up a pen on the old!
See this sentence, what would you think? Smiled, and then not agree it?
I do not agree with this view, pick up a pen can make people think faster and mature more love more love life. Had not seen even more soft and well-being; even if we find the same full of sadness and helplessness; even if we leave again and again and again lost, not only time, but also belief.
Life is still beautiful, moving.
Date from between the fingers through the long period of neglect, took easily to you my strong, beautiful, and most of the green years, leaving only a trace of transparent prints.
Time goes by, are not allowed to say old.
I am still a loner who enjoy the simple life, always a smile on his face, do not feel warm, do not feel tired, but calm, as bystanders look like everything, in the corner singing to yourself, write for yourself.
Beginning to enjoy and keep a distance around, so as not to hurt, who will not break it to the others calm, because I love this simple, quiet life.
Start in life to play a silent role, in the quiet corner to listen to your voice and see Yunjuanyunshu.
I wrapped in the warmth of their own into the cold, I let my passion is more pure.
In fact, I just waiting, waiting quietly blooming miracle that warm.
Out the window, the sky gray, the sky is common in Chengdu. Along with several lingering rain, the heat had disappeared, the pace of the fall already approached, the wind accompanied, and even be comfortable. This time, there is no sound of the leaves rustle Gloomy anxiety and wandering, just calm water, short of ethereal. Occasionally there will be 12 birds flying leisurely, lonely waving wings, no way to identify with my flight, leaving behind traces of illusory.
Very empty, very light.
Sometimes a person look at the crystal old, memory as yellow film, fuzzy and clear.
Although most of the time to live in strong, it will inevitably at some point by some small things that involve vulnerable.
Past the old taste and those who are can not bear to touch the wound, stacked in a quiet corner of the wind out of date, we will send rustle.
In order to stay away from, in order to return to self, I learned to write at the computer, as written in the water, emerged a little bit, a little away, remaining only more dazed eyes.
I square, smelling like a rose light a tiger, with a total not catch it in the U.S., but deeply attracted by its aroma, and could not bear to leave.
Writing is a very private matter, such as travelers walk in the mountains, so palpable is not just flowers, grass and trees and fog, as well as shadowing of loneliness.
Thus, the more write more lonely, more isolated the more intoxicated the more writing, as if into a cycle of light and shadow disorder.
But I can not stop, otherwise they will be more confused and helpless, could not find a trace to go by, and comfort.
Text looked faded, I told myself that they never come back.
Lonely, really lonely, and even some pain.
Numb the pain better than sober.
After cooling the body, blood still flows through many years.
This is Gu Cheng said.
But he committed suicide.
Perhaps he is just a soul coming into this world too early, not clear his mission, had sad course back. This is very much a relief, but he has still not strong enough.
Gray sky outside the window suddenly reveal a light blue, on a small piece of it was kind of desperate gray around.
The aircraft's voice across the ears, it will not pass through the blue hole, I flew to another strange place far away?
This reminds me of San Mao, when she returned to East Berlin from West Berlin, deeply addicted to go on the deep blue lake, is always to stay in the bleak city, and that this is what a sad.
Quietly watching the patch of blue sky, I take it lightly smile, as when listening to Beethoven's Adagio look.
Heart, something in the struggle, but quietly.
Some people like the bird world as I rush from flying, not the end of the traces. I even kept the soul the dust, much of the injury, every day is still on the road, because the wind was still blowing, life continues.
Health is always people yearn for.
The existence and you have no doubt that the years I have restless but quiet, the most beautiful scenery.
Evening when a man walking in the street, many people, they are nothing but indifference.
Lights in the wind the light, faint shadow on such an elongated, distorted, like a strange bird.
Moments passing by, inadvertently released a glimpse of the shadow of the window glass _______ smiling woman that is very hard, the wind in a very fast pace, but a heavy rush.
Back home, sitting on desk, holding tea, the drink carefully those rich liquid, left is a touch of incense. This is your sent, though a simple thing, very ordinary, but always makes sweet mind.
Really, do not have to care about how long this extraordinary day, so long as more and more treasure taste is like.
I know, I always knew, smiling.
There is a happy simply belonging to a person.
Is a Ah, I should not demand too much, the fate of God I am very cruel and very generous, I would like to thank it.
Finally, I pick up a pen to write these words, think of that has been very distant from their own dream, a little tired, but still smiling.
Pick up a pen or blessing.
We are all waiting for those who want to _______ fantastic and the brutal reality of injuries.
Who is Who in the cocoon? Who is Who in the pupa?
Stock market situation
The stock market is like life, no security instability.
The past few days, A shares plunge again and again, you affect not to my heart.
Holding the same stocks, with an exposure to the waves, you and I just suffer in silence.
Wind, waves, rapids ......
You say, with a common fate.
S the deal. I laughed.
The stock market is a poppy flower, beauty is always some evil, we have deeply confused by it, unable to stop, then whom grief day and night, pray for it and tangle.
Whenever the stock market opened, we see the twists and turns off the average Nagqu above, piled with thick notes. Money shot quickly, like Kingston's dancer's skirt. Looked up, then a beautiful green grass dotted with a little scattered red flowers, has gone against the tide daily limit, and has stabilized rebound. As the capsules of ruby, and if Bitian in the stars, or just Bathing beauties. Chilly wind carried past, tape brought little comfort, as if uncertain of the song distant tower, a word not all positions that you and I share a few.
This time, with index heavyweight would have trembled slightly as fast as lightning, it was chilly wind engulfed instant depleted. Equity is a side by side to hit bottom next to dense, it will have a Ning Bi hearted wave. Down limit is rapidly shrinking share capital under, cover, and can not see a little red and green was more a scene.
Capital, like water, quietly disappeared in the waves on a green.
Extreme panic began to spread havoc.
Bile stock and index as if immersed, and like cage on the veil is a nightmare dream _______ though, the front there is a mass of seemingly within reach of hope, so do not want to wake up. But I thought it was all to the good ________ money is indispensable, losing money is also tastefully.
Sadness of the investors are naturally gloomy face, at first glance like a cloud of smoke; while making their style is more flavor in the smoke. This dog eat dog for most investors, the heart trouble.
Looking back, twists and turns of the K line movements, hints of like to rebound, only some of the effect Bale. Grapevine is also a trace of one or two years to up the intention, languid, too fat, is a set of green eyes. The most lively, and to several media theorists and pundits; but this animation was theirs, you and I have nothing.
Thought of this, I think of those new stock issues. IPO is the focus of everyone competing, it seems very early, and when the height of oil; said to purchase new shares are more impulsive teenagers, they are open car, humming a ditty Ji Ben away, emotions are running high, the harvest is unexpected. Or Liangyuan Di foresight, in the "new shares Fu" in when he said: Unhappy man was crazy, crazy smashing Meng take. Index Xu Hui Ying loss not arrived; Yu did not buy the daily limit, to be want to sell have been kept gray. Thus was exciting for subscription of new shares. It really is a matter burn Fortunately, I do not care about you so busy.
Stocks now, I deeply understand the stock market is not myth, shares God does not exist. But why have so many people clamoring to be famous as the stock market, when the super stock analysts? Celebrity tired to do, Do they not understand this What?
People can rely on the entertainment celebrity sex scandal, by Yanzhao, by intention may intentionally or unintentionally emptied of its intention to appear to attract eyeballs, but they do, we should not build tall, with no appearance looks to accomplish a little brain, but all day long high-sounding, as if he were born soprano singer, but I do not know his emotional singing a song after the star addiction, eyes down a dark mass is lost that can not distinguish the direction of their small, scattered, self-pity!
Hey, Do not you see, rolling in the Yangtze River East and tide waves Tao Jin hero. Success or failure turned non-empty.
Careful calculation, the huge China, investors billions of dollars, have build a face, and will of God in the stock market machine Miaosuan Perhaps only the "Stunner" Chen Hao one. Chen Yan Yan Yiyue for beauty red lamps, a large-scale buying junk stocks called ST Black Dragon, actually not worried about losing all this stock verge of delisting, the suspension was off 3 years later, the Ravens become the Phoenix, Chen beauties battle Stormreaver 10 times earnings, that the United States more than usual can be a hard play.
My love, I love your analysis and stock market, you make me steadfast, give me peace of mind, although sometimes slightly mistakes, but they are from a careful analysis of fundamentals and technicals come, is well-founded . Unfortunately, our Chinese stock market is a policy market, often not by reason the cards.
We now in the hands of the stock, you said it was far from blue-chip status, but you can call it "a rich subject matter of stock performance and stability." It is a quiet and remote shares, bull market also can not get up, a bear market, the more tragic. But the way you hold, or to fill Meng has also had a productive session.
Confidence is gold, give us more time in the hands of the stock. You say.
So, you like a river fisherman, leisure exposure to the Landscape, Scenery in the Courtyard trot.
And me? In contrast, the extremely ashamed. There will always bear the loneliness, and often do not listen to you to persuade, since to do stand. Always Watching this mountain and I feel that high mountains, often that wonderful huge growth curve and confused by the amount of days, did not hesitate to vote this ticket into the shot that, although the event into the daily limit on the total, because of too greedy, shot time control is not good, the end is nothing. So you blame me polygamous, half-hearted, not like you only like one. Hey, this is really really happy flower drum transfer, failed to keep the money.
Face of A shares tumbled, I do not despair. I want to work with you to pay close attention to the hands of the chips Bu Songshou, off the gate wait goes casual days eyes.
Finally, let you and I make a poem come to the end of this article, "Discovering the Golden Triangle":
Read like crazy
Closer to life again
Accept the years of repeated washing
Slow down the pace of the wind
With hot attitude
Feelings of terror gray
Through the eyes of the sun
With a blunt straightforward
Targeting the expression of red and green
That will be a joyful song of the Golden Triangle
Guarding the winding depths of
In the contemplation and paranoia among the
With some form of
An obsessive detachment that
________ Gu
Dance of the river, taken away
Not only delight the eyes
Blend of Ice and Fire
I do not regret the chase are
Spring soon as Growl
Torrent down grass
Hoist the sails of hope, you upstream
Rocks, through air, a thousand sail ferry dispute
August circuitous waterway once
Proliferation, cold, screaming all the
Are the heartbeat of traces
Golden Triangle of the light and pulled
Bones of life, toward
The direction of expansion of Desire
With unyielding posture, Quan decorated with
Endless love
_________hua
The past few days, A shares plunge again and again, you affect not to my heart.
Holding the same stocks, with an exposure to the waves, you and I just suffer in silence.
Wind, waves, rapids ......
You say, with a common fate.
S the deal. I laughed.
The stock market is a poppy flower, beauty is always some evil, we have deeply confused by it, unable to stop, then whom grief day and night, pray for it and tangle.
Whenever the stock market opened, we see the twists and turns off the average Nagqu above, piled with thick notes. Money shot quickly, like Kingston's dancer's skirt. Looked up, then a beautiful green grass dotted with a little scattered red flowers, has gone against the tide daily limit, and has stabilized rebound. As the capsules of ruby, and if Bitian in the stars, or just Bathing beauties. Chilly wind carried past, tape brought little comfort, as if uncertain of the song distant tower, a word not all positions that you and I share a few.
This time, with index heavyweight would have trembled slightly as fast as lightning, it was chilly wind engulfed instant depleted. Equity is a side by side to hit bottom next to dense, it will have a Ning Bi hearted wave. Down limit is rapidly shrinking share capital under, cover, and can not see a little red and green was more a scene.
Capital, like water, quietly disappeared in the waves on a green.
Extreme panic began to spread havoc.
Bile stock and index as if immersed, and like cage on the veil is a nightmare dream _______ though, the front there is a mass of seemingly within reach of hope, so do not want to wake up. But I thought it was all to the good ________ money is indispensable, losing money is also tastefully.
Sadness of the investors are naturally gloomy face, at first glance like a cloud of smoke; while making their style is more flavor in the smoke. This dog eat dog for most investors, the heart trouble.
Looking back, twists and turns of the K line movements, hints of like to rebound, only some of the effect Bale. Grapevine is also a trace of one or two years to up the intention, languid, too fat, is a set of green eyes. The most lively, and to several media theorists and pundits; but this animation was theirs, you and I have nothing.
Thought of this, I think of those new stock issues. IPO is the focus of everyone competing, it seems very early, and when the height of oil; said to purchase new shares are more impulsive teenagers, they are open car, humming a ditty Ji Ben away, emotions are running high, the harvest is unexpected. Or Liangyuan Di foresight, in the "new shares Fu" in when he said: Unhappy man was crazy, crazy smashing Meng take. Index Xu Hui Ying loss not arrived; Yu did not buy the daily limit, to be want to sell have been kept gray. Thus was exciting for subscription of new shares. It really is a matter burn Fortunately, I do not care about you so busy.
Stocks now, I deeply understand the stock market is not myth, shares God does not exist. But why have so many people clamoring to be famous as the stock market, when the super stock analysts? Celebrity tired to do, Do they not understand this What?
People can rely on the entertainment celebrity sex scandal, by Yanzhao, by intention may intentionally or unintentionally emptied of its intention to appear to attract eyeballs, but they do, we should not build tall, with no appearance looks to accomplish a little brain, but all day long high-sounding, as if he were born soprano singer, but I do not know his emotional singing a song after the star addiction, eyes down a dark mass is lost that can not distinguish the direction of their small, scattered, self-pity!
Hey, Do not you see, rolling in the Yangtze River East and tide waves Tao Jin hero. Success or failure turned non-empty.
Careful calculation, the huge China, investors billions of dollars, have build a face, and will of God in the stock market machine Miaosuan Perhaps only the "Stunner" Chen Hao one. Chen Yan Yan Yiyue for beauty red lamps, a large-scale buying junk stocks called ST Black Dragon, actually not worried about losing all this stock verge of delisting, the suspension was off 3 years later, the Ravens become the Phoenix, Chen beauties battle Stormreaver 10 times earnings, that the United States more than usual can be a hard play.
My love, I love your analysis and stock market, you make me steadfast, give me peace of mind, although sometimes slightly mistakes, but they are from a careful analysis of fundamentals and technicals come, is well-founded . Unfortunately, our Chinese stock market is a policy market, often not by reason the cards.
We now in the hands of the stock, you said it was far from blue-chip status, but you can call it "a rich subject matter of stock performance and stability." It is a quiet and remote shares, bull market also can not get up, a bear market, the more tragic. But the way you hold, or to fill Meng has also had a productive session.
Confidence is gold, give us more time in the hands of the stock. You say.
So, you like a river fisherman, leisure exposure to the Landscape, Scenery in the Courtyard trot.
And me? In contrast, the extremely ashamed. There will always bear the loneliness, and often do not listen to you to persuade, since to do stand. Always Watching this mountain and I feel that high mountains, often that wonderful huge growth curve and confused by the amount of days, did not hesitate to vote this ticket into the shot that, although the event into the daily limit on the total, because of too greedy, shot time control is not good, the end is nothing. So you blame me polygamous, half-hearted, not like you only like one. Hey, this is really really happy flower drum transfer, failed to keep the money.
Face of A shares tumbled, I do not despair. I want to work with you to pay close attention to the hands of the chips Bu Songshou, off the gate wait goes casual days eyes.
Finally, let you and I make a poem come to the end of this article, "Discovering the Golden Triangle":
Read like crazy
Closer to life again
Accept the years of repeated washing
Slow down the pace of the wind
With hot attitude
Feelings of terror gray
Through the eyes of the sun
With a blunt straightforward
Targeting the expression of red and green
That will be a joyful song of the Golden Triangle
Guarding the winding depths of
In the contemplation and paranoia among the
With some form of
An obsessive detachment that
________ Gu
Dance of the river, taken away
Not only delight the eyes
Blend of Ice and Fire
I do not regret the chase are
Spring soon as Growl
Torrent down grass
Hoist the sails of hope, you upstream
Rocks, through air, a thousand sail ferry dispute
August circuitous waterway once
Proliferation, cold, screaming all the
Are the heartbeat of traces
Golden Triangle of the light and pulled
Bones of life, toward
The direction of expansion of Desire
With unyielding posture, Quan decorated with
Endless love
_________hua
Hill rod
When I look far away, when my heart is still thought of you, forever strangers!
Spring has long gone, too, must go in summer, osmanthus fragrance of the day, you will follow the autumn Tayue but to What?
You do not say anything, such as the sky clouds, misty again.
Leaned over, I asked withered lotus, meet exactly at what time is it at the red autumn, or winter snow have? It does not answer, only to level the bowed our heads, quietly hidden depths of the lotus leaf.
Permanent stranger, you were not waiting by the gradual lengthening dry the past, day and night without leaving.
How can only put a little heart so big miss?
The night comes, the more bright lights of the city more lonely, street, crowd, laugh, have fled in my eyes, collapse.
I am like a bubble inflated, breathing progressively more difficult, only Hong Zhaoyan repeatedly Tolerance, not quiet so as not to send voice.
Really want to endorse the moon in water, then How many pieces thin fishing stars, thus you imagine the shadow of China and the United States, how materials are easily broken on the floor.
So, I can only dream Looking back on the track, Ce Zhang hills.
Hill is just a noun. It is under my feet can feel time slowly solidified into rock.
Cao Jian passing wind, rolling hills floating in the moonlight, hidden in the crevices of rocks and bugs with hiding their feelings without saying a word. Only brown birds, flying into the sky, a group of another group of swing, first wing was gone, and term trees swaying in the wind like a spring of clear laughter.
Put aside all the pomp and vanity, I stood on the high hill to see the blue sky of clouds, watching the river and the streams filling the spring, there are rocks, wearing empty. Gradually, I grew up and became a staunch old trees within the nature, glow in the fresh spring buds, but not swagger, but strong like a rock, quiet as mountains.
And you, my eternal stranger, in your direction, where my only look into the distance.
Time zips by, the wind shifted to move on.
Konoha outcry, fly, like all the time flashing a clear gloss lonely, galloped over my body, move to the hills to the back of falling down. They certainly would come back, by the way, I took fleeting, even if all the downtown has nothing to do with me, even if you are a permanent stranger would I affectionately call again.
Leave the world alone to die, but who is also escape the conclusion.
Death was terrible, I just want to win more time in the high hills will be staring you again, blessings, even miss the string pulling pain is not always a strong mind.
As for what time of death, how to die, and i really do not think too much.
Perhaps, like most people, the infirm, the death took the opportunity to grasp my arm, I put on for the narrow cold black iron clothes, like a stone cast into the lake, like me, deep down, so ripples gradually stopped, the water regain calm.
If the ripple does not stop, then the world will be how the turmoil and unrest. More, of course, if you know the people living below the beautiful calm without a pile that is not fragrant bones, which can cherish a good mood, looking at a beautiful lake created imagine Bik, such as Lake may be buried below 10 Du Mother sank jewelry, or coal, or the legendary mermaid.
This loss is extremely indecent and impact on the environment. Might as well dig a pit and buried, filled, let the grass grow back, even with the surrounding landscape into one. If someone asked, or a permanent stranger you Laixun me, "Where is she?"
"Do not know."
No one knows where I am, then you can play to their imagination Hui-hung, feel me everywhere. If I was to know, will smile, laugh as a youngster so innocent and sweet.
But more often, I always dream to see his suddenly died in an accident, did not have time to bid farewell to you and all my family, and because of lifeless ugly, usually deliberately destroyed to maintain the image of all, came to the hasty See my last side of the left do not want to remember your appearance. At that time, if my soul is still wandering the air will be deeply disturbed, self-blame, sigh, shame and regret.
Thought to want to go, might as well put in his own shell fire, scattered in the wind, down from a clean ______ although I do not like fire.
To give you leave a good impression, no matter what time I should die more comfortably, look better, so that you occasionally remember the days after me, is my good. Perhaps this sounds very funny.
All because I love you, would care so much about your ideas, and even death way.
Death can occur at any time, if death comes, I will openly face. However, when alive, please allow me to work to your deep love you in a way, your name carved into the beautiful heart of hearts, so that life from full, full.
I decided, in the remaining days of love for you to like the snowflake, quietly underground, have underground, in your sleep when Hou.
When first snow has not completely melted, followed by another under a, have, the light, the overwhelming, when you finally find snow in the next, and the next very big, he himself had been wrapped in a thick one layer.
This is the only thing I can do to you.
Spring has long gone, too, must go in summer, osmanthus fragrance of the day, you will follow the autumn Tayue but to What?
You do not say anything, such as the sky clouds, misty again.
Leaned over, I asked withered lotus, meet exactly at what time is it at the red autumn, or winter snow have? It does not answer, only to level the bowed our heads, quietly hidden depths of the lotus leaf.
Permanent stranger, you were not waiting by the gradual lengthening dry the past, day and night without leaving.
How can only put a little heart so big miss?
The night comes, the more bright lights of the city more lonely, street, crowd, laugh, have fled in my eyes, collapse.
I am like a bubble inflated, breathing progressively more difficult, only Hong Zhaoyan repeatedly Tolerance, not quiet so as not to send voice.
Really want to endorse the moon in water, then How many pieces thin fishing stars, thus you imagine the shadow of China and the United States, how materials are easily broken on the floor.
So, I can only dream Looking back on the track, Ce Zhang hills.
Hill is just a noun. It is under my feet can feel time slowly solidified into rock.
Cao Jian passing wind, rolling hills floating in the moonlight, hidden in the crevices of rocks and bugs with hiding their feelings without saying a word. Only brown birds, flying into the sky, a group of another group of swing, first wing was gone, and term trees swaying in the wind like a spring of clear laughter.
Put aside all the pomp and vanity, I stood on the high hill to see the blue sky of clouds, watching the river and the streams filling the spring, there are rocks, wearing empty. Gradually, I grew up and became a staunch old trees within the nature, glow in the fresh spring buds, but not swagger, but strong like a rock, quiet as mountains.
And you, my eternal stranger, in your direction, where my only look into the distance.
Time zips by, the wind shifted to move on.
Konoha outcry, fly, like all the time flashing a clear gloss lonely, galloped over my body, move to the hills to the back of falling down. They certainly would come back, by the way, I took fleeting, even if all the downtown has nothing to do with me, even if you are a permanent stranger would I affectionately call again.
Leave the world alone to die, but who is also escape the conclusion.
Death was terrible, I just want to win more time in the high hills will be staring you again, blessings, even miss the string pulling pain is not always a strong mind.
As for what time of death, how to die, and i really do not think too much.
Perhaps, like most people, the infirm, the death took the opportunity to grasp my arm, I put on for the narrow cold black iron clothes, like a stone cast into the lake, like me, deep down, so ripples gradually stopped, the water regain calm.
If the ripple does not stop, then the world will be how the turmoil and unrest. More, of course, if you know the people living below the beautiful calm without a pile that is not fragrant bones, which can cherish a good mood, looking at a beautiful lake created imagine Bik, such as Lake may be buried below 10 Du Mother sank jewelry, or coal, or the legendary mermaid.
This loss is extremely indecent and impact on the environment. Might as well dig a pit and buried, filled, let the grass grow back, even with the surrounding landscape into one. If someone asked, or a permanent stranger you Laixun me, "Where is she?"
"Do not know."
No one knows where I am, then you can play to their imagination Hui-hung, feel me everywhere. If I was to know, will smile, laugh as a youngster so innocent and sweet.
But more often, I always dream to see his suddenly died in an accident, did not have time to bid farewell to you and all my family, and because of lifeless ugly, usually deliberately destroyed to maintain the image of all, came to the hasty See my last side of the left do not want to remember your appearance. At that time, if my soul is still wandering the air will be deeply disturbed, self-blame, sigh, shame and regret.
Thought to want to go, might as well put in his own shell fire, scattered in the wind, down from a clean ______ although I do not like fire.
To give you leave a good impression, no matter what time I should die more comfortably, look better, so that you occasionally remember the days after me, is my good. Perhaps this sounds very funny.
All because I love you, would care so much about your ideas, and even death way.
Death can occur at any time, if death comes, I will openly face. However, when alive, please allow me to work to your deep love you in a way, your name carved into the beautiful heart of hearts, so that life from full, full.
I decided, in the remaining days of love for you to like the snowflake, quietly underground, have underground, in your sleep when Hou.
When first snow has not completely melted, followed by another under a, have, the light, the overwhelming, when you finally find snow in the next, and the next very big, he himself had been wrapped in a thick one layer.
This is the only thing I can do to you.
Lost time is never
Cave through the deal to sub-tunnel, our car finally usher in a bright, appears in the four sides of mountains, like frogs.
The small winding street is the waist of weeds, in our eyes have not fully meet the sunshine, under a stone in the tires caused severe turbulence, so that our bodies follow Yi Chan, panic under the care not surrounded by rugged mountains to magnificent, just be careful to see road driving. Less than two minutes, gravel path in front of us came a sharp turn, a rare scene we have just put down the heart also mentioned the throats.
Mountains surrounding tall and straight like a giant, massive landslides that make them black and blue, clothing, crude, dilapidated.
Foot of water potential of a wide raging river, big wave around, on the edge of the river, that is, we left the car in front of a crooked only a framework for building caught in a pile of carcasses. Just beside it, a red car at the top of black depression, lone exposure to ruins, could not find the direction of running.
Just below the ruins, looming half court, basketball stand against the failure is in the side of the fools can not afford such help, helpless looking up at the sky.
"Look, over there to have a flag!" Family suddenly exclaimed.
I looked down the direction of his fingers, on the basketball stand not far from a lone flagpole stand among the wreckage in the ruins, the flag because of long-term wind and rain, already dilapidated, close to the pin weak hanging, no flying momentum. Here is a year ago, people across the country worried about gripping the Yingxiu primary site.
Our car stopped and slowly crossed the stone bridge opened, we rushed to the train, stepping on a land of rubble, came to a river.
At this time the sun gentle, fine,, thin clouds, the river rushes, big wave bursts.
5.12 Yingxiu hardest hit by the earthquake, this time on the other side showing a vast expanse of ruins, quiet, desolate, dilapidated, people can not get near.
"Although a year has passed, I still feel very gripping watch." Families deep breath.
Yes, gripping, everywhere Duanbicanyuan are silent speak to us was breathtaking.
Earth shattering moment, Jingtao shore, riding the Housing crashing down, no time given cries of fear and despair of the eyes ......
We can not words, just lifting the camera keep hitting the shutter, and then ran to the front of the town. Mountain loop turn, we have only a few minutes to the center of Yingxiu.
People here are very few, very few, apart from a few roadside blue hue between the two plates of the house, only a few more to stay on the reconstruction of vehicles and road rollers.
Road on both sides, one side is close to the board room of the swirling secondary school population, as opposed to the other side of the road is the new board room Yingxiu primary school, very small, only one horizontal row of panels in the hospital room quietly. A huge billboard hanging in the street that says "post-earthquake reconstruction Yingxiu drawing general rules", below is a comparison of old and new landscape picture, great contrast, let me once again speechless.
Several street vendors are selling CDs and flowers mark the earthquake, look around, and almost no tourists here.
Xuan Hau Secondary School, which was once again about the place for people, then the door locked, clean hospital floor, a row of large stairs, stood back a piece of carved white stone clock pattern, the middle layer, leaning, broken , watch the pattern of time just 5.12 points to three numbers. This is a later repair to, which cross in the sidelong stairs, behind is a deep distortion of the teaching buildings collapsed.
From some empty windows and doors, tables and chairs can be seen lying on the ground, cracking the blackboard.
The side of the building is brand new a giant memorial, carved below the three white wreath, is said to have been standing here, Premier Wen Jiabao talked about touching stories.
A man under the stairs of the platform is placed flowers look extremely pious.
We stood silently looking at the school in front of the campus, behind the local people have said: "Every night, they heard the speech many children inside.", We suddenly looks nervous.
Can not imagine, how many here quietly disappeared was young, but also how many very young faces of hiding them off, they used to be flowers of the motherland and the parents Jiao Son ......
Since the moment the earthquake, they quietly hidden, name desolate, permanent silence in dust on the back, so that night the moon pieces in the wine bowl, seemed so powerless. When spring comes, flowers to bloom, large and white, with the back of the sad, quiet light, counting those unfinished, until the deepening twilight, do not want to close my eyes eager.
Like I can not describe the edge of a farm open to those mountains of flowers, sitting in the grass and the trees standing in the Yi Keke, who lay on the earth's children, you are the seeds scattered by the wind, I am unable to say your name, but I want you 11 to wake up and want you to have become the most beautiful scenery this summer, although we are not met.
If you can, if I were God, I want to give you the longest childhood, aromatic rush out of the petals, encrusted sunny windows and doors;
I would like to give you under the crisp wind chimes singing, spring wearing Little Red Riding Hood;
I want to embrace your blessings, make you dance in my eyes, sleep, grow up.
Just want to give you everything, ah, I stand here and now, imagine the way you smile, the face of ruin, no matter how sincere my heart is always too pale, even the desire is a kind of superfluous.
"There is too quiet, people go an 'suck, let's go." Families look of sad suggestion.
So we drove silently away Yingxiu, ready to Siguniang Mountain ran, at this moment, gps repeatedly reminded us that the wrong way. The road to the street person, one inquired, in front of the road has been blocked Road debris can not pass, so we decided to go to the nearest Qingcheng Mountain Resort.
Passing Yingxiu a surprise, we meet not only the grief, despair, helplessness and there was nothing to return.
Lost time is never, like all the dead people from this quiet, sweet sleep.
The small winding street is the waist of weeds, in our eyes have not fully meet the sunshine, under a stone in the tires caused severe turbulence, so that our bodies follow Yi Chan, panic under the care not surrounded by rugged mountains to magnificent, just be careful to see road driving. Less than two minutes, gravel path in front of us came a sharp turn, a rare scene we have just put down the heart also mentioned the throats.
Mountains surrounding tall and straight like a giant, massive landslides that make them black and blue, clothing, crude, dilapidated.
Foot of water potential of a wide raging river, big wave around, on the edge of the river, that is, we left the car in front of a crooked only a framework for building caught in a pile of carcasses. Just beside it, a red car at the top of black depression, lone exposure to ruins, could not find the direction of running.
Just below the ruins, looming half court, basketball stand against the failure is in the side of the fools can not afford such help, helpless looking up at the sky.
"Look, over there to have a flag!" Family suddenly exclaimed.
I looked down the direction of his fingers, on the basketball stand not far from a lone flagpole stand among the wreckage in the ruins, the flag because of long-term wind and rain, already dilapidated, close to the pin weak hanging, no flying momentum. Here is a year ago, people across the country worried about gripping the Yingxiu primary site.
Our car stopped and slowly crossed the stone bridge opened, we rushed to the train, stepping on a land of rubble, came to a river.
At this time the sun gentle, fine,, thin clouds, the river rushes, big wave bursts.
5.12 Yingxiu hardest hit by the earthquake, this time on the other side showing a vast expanse of ruins, quiet, desolate, dilapidated, people can not get near.
"Although a year has passed, I still feel very gripping watch." Families deep breath.
Yes, gripping, everywhere Duanbicanyuan are silent speak to us was breathtaking.
Earth shattering moment, Jingtao shore, riding the Housing crashing down, no time given cries of fear and despair of the eyes ......
We can not words, just lifting the camera keep hitting the shutter, and then ran to the front of the town. Mountain loop turn, we have only a few minutes to the center of Yingxiu.
People here are very few, very few, apart from a few roadside blue hue between the two plates of the house, only a few more to stay on the reconstruction of vehicles and road rollers.
Road on both sides, one side is close to the board room of the swirling secondary school population, as opposed to the other side of the road is the new board room Yingxiu primary school, very small, only one horizontal row of panels in the hospital room quietly. A huge billboard hanging in the street that says "post-earthquake reconstruction Yingxiu drawing general rules", below is a comparison of old and new landscape picture, great contrast, let me once again speechless.
Several street vendors are selling CDs and flowers mark the earthquake, look around, and almost no tourists here.
Xuan Hau Secondary School, which was once again about the place for people, then the door locked, clean hospital floor, a row of large stairs, stood back a piece of carved white stone clock pattern, the middle layer, leaning, broken , watch the pattern of time just 5.12 points to three numbers. This is a later repair to, which cross in the sidelong stairs, behind is a deep distortion of the teaching buildings collapsed.
From some empty windows and doors, tables and chairs can be seen lying on the ground, cracking the blackboard.
The side of the building is brand new a giant memorial, carved below the three white wreath, is said to have been standing here, Premier Wen Jiabao talked about touching stories.
A man under the stairs of the platform is placed flowers look extremely pious.
We stood silently looking at the school in front of the campus, behind the local people have said: "Every night, they heard the speech many children inside.", We suddenly looks nervous.
Can not imagine, how many here quietly disappeared was young, but also how many very young faces of hiding them off, they used to be flowers of the motherland and the parents Jiao Son ......
Since the moment the earthquake, they quietly hidden, name desolate, permanent silence in dust on the back, so that night the moon pieces in the wine bowl, seemed so powerless. When spring comes, flowers to bloom, large and white, with the back of the sad, quiet light, counting those unfinished, until the deepening twilight, do not want to close my eyes eager.
Like I can not describe the edge of a farm open to those mountains of flowers, sitting in the grass and the trees standing in the Yi Keke, who lay on the earth's children, you are the seeds scattered by the wind, I am unable to say your name, but I want you 11 to wake up and want you to have become the most beautiful scenery this summer, although we are not met.
If you can, if I were God, I want to give you the longest childhood, aromatic rush out of the petals, encrusted sunny windows and doors;
I would like to give you under the crisp wind chimes singing, spring wearing Little Red Riding Hood;
I want to embrace your blessings, make you dance in my eyes, sleep, grow up.
Just want to give you everything, ah, I stand here and now, imagine the way you smile, the face of ruin, no matter how sincere my heart is always too pale, even the desire is a kind of superfluous.
"There is too quiet, people go an 'suck, let's go." Families look of sad suggestion.
So we drove silently away Yingxiu, ready to Siguniang Mountain ran, at this moment, gps repeatedly reminded us that the wrong way. The road to the street person, one inquired, in front of the road has been blocked Road debris can not pass, so we decided to go to the nearest Qingcheng Mountain Resort.
Passing Yingxiu a surprise, we meet not only the grief, despair, helplessness and there was nothing to return.
Lost time is never, like all the dead people from this quiet, sweet sleep.
Mo bloom
In the evening, a few petite birds kept in the downstairs shuttle leaves the room, twitter, what seemed to call, what to talk, the total can not be quiet.
Dust had been their home, a clean and dressed in cricket in the corner burst into singing unlined, pure voice is really natural beauty, so climb up the roof, more people Xinchan autumn full moon.
Twilight gradually strong, all the images are fading.
They finally stopped the noisy bird, quietly returned to quiet verdant leaves, only the cricket still enjoy singing with deep feeling, I do not know fatigue.
Kung Fu is a moment of the night to diffuse the up, the moonlight gently approached the buildings, streets, hills, rivers, and a bunch of pure flowers above, without any speech.
Membership by the moon's light, sweet mind I want to cherish you, quiet, take it lightly, it seems reserved for the night, heart was quietly went to the bolt, click to open by the wind, it can be seen, peaks and ridges of mountains, ravines aspect.
This time, you really want and remarks, 2 cups, more than Smile ......
When you are happy, warm in my body crackling; you sad when the wind would fill up my chest leaves.
Now, I am alone in silence the face of a boundless night, cool water flow in the lonely hearts on the quiet.
Not nostalgia, not far, and this time the most appropriate concept of mind at ease, but I can not ______ for you, miss the wings in the crazy.
Those lounging on the past, struggling to leaping out memories of the water, with beautiful blue set off by your youth Dai, twinkling. Between waves, that many of the early morning and nightfall came on the sequence.
Mop, Cheng pulls, those days are always full of laughter affects people, and those cold sad circumstances, and submerged in lake bottom, distribution of the eye-catching luster, believe it will hurt his eyes. So, I can not turn around, afraid to see a ray of cold in the soul, the sad one indeed in all aspects, there is the dazzling white world.
Yes, there are so many things in the silent disappearance, or Yurun smooth or abnormal sharp, gradually passing to the depths of years, ablation, and take the quickest and most diseases are always the most beautiful time.
But I still here, with the original voice calling you, hope you warm up to those words, Tayue come.
But you never come. Get me by the people, the Red displaced.
If you quietly absence, the tacit approval of God, then I will insist on Qingqi overnight.
People always said I was a flower. I am really the flower, you are my spring. You have not come to my spring has been empty for you. Pack until the distance to a mighty wind the spring, I will be your eyes to stretch their wanton, in full bloom, like the peach face in March.
Adhere to the tradition of world cricket is still the most touching notes. Moonlight spread like a layer of frost, fell on my fingertips are lonely shallow faint shadow.
Flow on the waves go, the tide brought stars to. My love, you have to go to the Old Testament the way I am?
See, Mo flowers can be slow to come back.
Dust had been their home, a clean and dressed in cricket in the corner burst into singing unlined, pure voice is really natural beauty, so climb up the roof, more people Xinchan autumn full moon.
Twilight gradually strong, all the images are fading.
They finally stopped the noisy bird, quietly returned to quiet verdant leaves, only the cricket still enjoy singing with deep feeling, I do not know fatigue.
Kung Fu is a moment of the night to diffuse the up, the moonlight gently approached the buildings, streets, hills, rivers, and a bunch of pure flowers above, without any speech.
Membership by the moon's light, sweet mind I want to cherish you, quiet, take it lightly, it seems reserved for the night, heart was quietly went to the bolt, click to open by the wind, it can be seen, peaks and ridges of mountains, ravines aspect.
This time, you really want and remarks, 2 cups, more than Smile ......
When you are happy, warm in my body crackling; you sad when the wind would fill up my chest leaves.
Now, I am alone in silence the face of a boundless night, cool water flow in the lonely hearts on the quiet.
Not nostalgia, not far, and this time the most appropriate concept of mind at ease, but I can not ______ for you, miss the wings in the crazy.
Those lounging on the past, struggling to leaping out memories of the water, with beautiful blue set off by your youth Dai, twinkling. Between waves, that many of the early morning and nightfall came on the sequence.
Mop, Cheng pulls, those days are always full of laughter affects people, and those cold sad circumstances, and submerged in lake bottom, distribution of the eye-catching luster, believe it will hurt his eyes. So, I can not turn around, afraid to see a ray of cold in the soul, the sad one indeed in all aspects, there is the dazzling white world.
Yes, there are so many things in the silent disappearance, or Yurun smooth or abnormal sharp, gradually passing to the depths of years, ablation, and take the quickest and most diseases are always the most beautiful time.
But I still here, with the original voice calling you, hope you warm up to those words, Tayue come.
But you never come. Get me by the people, the Red displaced.
If you quietly absence, the tacit approval of God, then I will insist on Qingqi overnight.
People always said I was a flower. I am really the flower, you are my spring. You have not come to my spring has been empty for you. Pack until the distance to a mighty wind the spring, I will be your eyes to stretch their wanton, in full bloom, like the peach face in March.
Adhere to the tradition of world cricket is still the most touching notes. Moonlight spread like a layer of frost, fell on my fingertips are lonely shallow faint shadow.
Flow on the waves go, the tide brought stars to. My love, you have to go to the Old Testament the way I am?
See, Mo flowers can be slow to come back.
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