15.08.2008
My doll's plot
In fact I like dolls very much, I like there are many dolls in the rooming too, however, there is not one in my home
The person of the family always thinks, I am very old, the doll is the little girl's toy, then when primary school 23 grade, my doll they
Having made a gift of, hereafter, my home did not belong to my doll
Go to friend's family each time, see a lot of dolls, will flood a silk ripples in the heart, I might as well expect. Celebrate birthday, everybody
Can never
Give to my doll, should all think I like dolls for them, never see that and been at my home in reason
I, without explaining, continue loving those babies in the heart too
On the friend's birthday, I will always select a baby for them, and I like very much, before sending out, hold it, so comfortable, but the gift
The thing will be made a gift of.
I very ripe in piece in fact, individual character either unripe, have not manlike either, everybody says I look very small. Do not understand for being assorted?
Do not think I likes dolls
So,it think I it must give boyfriend of me I baby. . .
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26.06.2008
Tonight, I am your bride in the moonlight
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Do not sleep tonight, hold a handful of clear moonlight with both hands, weave silk of Tang by unbroken miss, cut out the yarn clothing of one of my dreams, that is my full dress.
I of moon, Kai Shu two eyebrow worry, blame, smiling silently, beautifully, joyful to fly into red writing paper, my soft figer tip, no longer there was pale and ice-cold poesy, even the end in bloom in the flower from then on, whom I mumble no longer too tell flower fly to autumn Shang that flower wither. The unoccupied pool leaves the flower and sees me, many is like fog, the dim smile of a piece of moonlight in the cloud and mist.
At this moment, sing the silent song of liking emptily in the moon. And then you pass by superfine and superfine rain, and the elegy in late spring, happiness of early summer. Water foam that break to pieces, blade fall, black to send fall, desalinize worried resentment of you, hot eyes of you, and you, pass by so many dream anxious sometimes slow and sometimes only, until so many happy to give light red light red, one rain cigarette of delicate fragrance carry on one's shoulder or back
I sit under the moon listening to your endless chatter.
At night that is quilt sleeplessness gathers around, take poem one of ancient book, roam leisurely with you in the silver brightness under the moon, it is low and low to chant that either long or short sentence; Reveal cold season in frost, make one cup green tea, in on being fragrant to curl upwards tea, you light to copy delicate eyebrows for me, such as the moon such as the willow; When rosy, stroll with you hand in hand, enjoy together and fly upward all over the sky as the flowers of silk; Under the green screen window, you gather around I enter cherishing, shaking hands with me, remember our story in the mere shadow, Xuan produces and wipes the color of light smoke, prints shallowly on the paper of June, spread and sink in into a cigarette and six dynasty old paintings in the rain.
Smile brimmingly and skillfully, plant oneself in your bottom of heart, open oneself into a most beautiful lotus, it is fragrant to vomit quietly, oh, tonight, I am your bride in the moonlight
You are holding my hands, march on towards the distant place, there, the lotus pool of the ones that have our illusion, page one of flat boat, your and my love song in year, chant in a low voice, chant and praise high, freeze in the clear brightness of the lotus pool in one quarter of illusion. Pick one lotus flower, give you to me, stress one seedpod of the lotus, you one first of me. Pluck one lotus leaf, under getting green canopy, getting moist heart of you and me, soft night in we
You lead my step, march on towards the distant place, there, there is ocean in our illusion, white sandy beach, overwrite my attachment, the deep and remote and blue sea, there is your having pity on and rippling. Amounts to a dance in month, wheel, lightly, we make gulls and hover in pairs, fly wing to wing on the dreamlike ocean. You pick up a small shell, hang on my neck, that is your thought to long for? From then on, your smiling twined my thought.
You hold and float my smile, fly to the distant place, there, there is white cloud pasture in our illusion, in indistinct, the sound of the sounds of nature comes, without cease in wisp, the music lingers in the air. The gentle cloud flies over, wisps of silk silks, cover my shy face, but the one that can not hide the bottom of heart is low smiling, you say, this is smiling at the whole city, can know, heaven and earth, this smiles at Ye and only bursts forth for you, only for,you one piece?
Lean against your shoulders, look up at your eyes, why, are there wisps of, simple and thin and sad silk silks there? , I smile at Ye brimmingly and pinkly, can not make you far away from hidden bitterness? Let me whisk sorrow of you off with hot love, let tenderness of me, make you warm in the prospect of a solution desolate.
Depend on it on your front, listen to your heartbeat, oh, that is that a surge one is clangorous. On my ear, wad with cotton, it is you that are talking about your love, you are pouring out your feeling, the words letting people blush, your heartbeat of rhythm, touching my atrium. Oh, tonight, I am your bride in the moonlight.
You dip in the moonlight, write down your name on my palm, I am dipping in the sea water, write down my name on your palm, two hands are mixed together gently but tightly, write your and my commitment of lovesickness in all one's life, write your and my deeply attached to each other chapter in all one's life. From then on, addicted to one mandarin duck dream forever, let all, all story plot put on misted water Italy, it is out to leave the song
The silvery clear brightness that the crystal cup is filled with, a little oblique, close lightly tightly, drunk and sparkling and crystal-clear moonlight, the drunk and dark green lotus pool, drunk and long white cloud, drunk and blue ocean
Seeking for all one's life like this, so affectionate life, including I include you. I do it in this way, wonder whether could have you, wonder whether you could leave the smile of the stars on me
In evening of there is winding, moon, miss you
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09.05.2008
Wait alone
Though time has already taken two days, my heart still stays in those bright memory ......
That day remembered separating, many people were all saying the same words, if there are persons that was in unrequited love with, then say, having had no chance again later, the such one is taken leave of, such an occasion, can forget everything, mind nothing, say oneself want, say, make oneself and want to do.
I see it when you hold him, the tears flowing through. Fine pain good pain in the heart, love mouth difficult to turn on in mind. The love of one-sided love is always so lonely, why he does not understand your heart, but always give you endless imagination and comfort, but I know clear, what you need is not these. Someone says that only there is love, it is not the distance to be remote. When you like him, all that he said can become the reason. But nowadays, having received anything, embrace and blessing while only parting.
Why injured whether those cry woman alone, in unrequited love with very difficult to realize those kind imprint on the bones and inscribe on the memory perhaps, in unrequited love with very difficult to realize that kind scared out of one's wits, what I wrote is to moan and groan without being ill perhaps, I am unable to experience loneliness and loneliness in her heart, desolate and feeling a pain.
See a word today, speak the difference liked and loved. Yes, it can be a lot of people, yes, what respects the one that may also be said appears to like the other side, and love, it is only and muddle. Only, refer to loving a person's time, can not love another person; It refers to loving him that confused, all even his shortcomings look but see not.
The stories have all already been over, what kind of lamentation am I, just meaningless. I have been emphasizing not right in the emotion and by mistake, you can not go wrong, he could not go wrong, just met the wrong person in wrong time. The ones that paid did not need to reciprocate, justed think it is a person's happy memory. It likes to be love after all, fall into then dark, with the wearing down of time, the emotion will be faded from memory too, just will also be even and remembering those sentimental days at the night having no stars.
Is not used to speaking at heart to you, so I write down, if you see one day, remember those are that I have been wanting to say all the time.
Girls in the dormitory, as the love has become all of yours, please don't forget to be in here I wait for your news ......
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