Memories under the shade
This is a cause for grief of the season, the hot sun baking the flows of people in the mundane world, even for a long time hidden in the depths of the collections of flesh have been fragile heart of the luster lost steam, and some bursts of blue smoke smoke, and some blood boiling, the impetuous, lonely, sad gap in the struggle to find their own point that cold.
naturally I was a member of this mortal, but also to escape. Once upon a time, a time machine crazy rotation,
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is late at night, ah dreams angel angels dream, how are you so afraid of the dark tonight brilliant, lonely, or hand your card out the window tightly, long time not entered my heart. Simply got up, I open the window for you ... ... a breeze blowing, in my pocket with unlimited imagination drifting between Mei Feng, walking with the pace of decadent weakness in this cold cold at night, I wander alone in the empty quiet of the roadway. How can such a cold night, bright stars at the moment was also sorry for the loss of light Yun, the last pan of live roses, had nutation upset, lonely in the wind shaking Joseph, ulterior motives in those two roads not in the deep-rooted, scattered on the ground, a testament to life's hidden bitterness, only wicker trembling,
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to wake up from sleeping, surprised more than a glance out the window of that run red for a long haze of mundane life by a Jisi. Wisteria flower reveal the intoxicating fragrance, stumbled into,
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blossom, I did not enjoy sucking the last remaining Tibetan incense and remorse of the soil, which Mama fragrance was buried in dirty mud graves, perhaps already rotten, smelly, even if the bit of hope in the mire of the soul between wandering, as no longer hurt my heart, I clawed gone to some greedy heart. Today, the quiet character Wisteria flap perfusion in the context of the branches of the vein network, are constantly encouraging the tender green shoots. Wait-and-coming moment, wrapped stems Qiu knot in the edge of the wall, a seat deep shade map. Florence could not do nothing no longer the lonely, quiet escape the sorrows of the chase, I was holding a piece in the palm, attached to the chest, What a wonderful piece, the latitude and longitude latitude grid, permeated with Emotion force, so long, I live in an empty Liao, paid to empty my heart Liao, now actually in the late shade,
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at the moment, the heart the sea is boiling hot, the remnants of the memory holding the surging tide waves hit, wave after wave of unbridled cut stripping the children of my heart, memories of this seal is not concerned about the prison, San crisp dust, is not sleeping in the mass graves in the flat dry zombies, nor is it ran aground on the shallow reef swaying boat, countless memories of the children turned into large and small waves Smart notes children, piercing pulling me The chord has been loose, Dangdang bang bang, I do not know this sad, dark green Park of the tunes, can pierce the heart wall, then naive to imagine that it turned into a roar of pterosaurs, traveled through the ups and down of peak risk Luan, shuttle In the steep wall of rock stacked lingering, passing pole coil winding river, beyond time and space, reverse ring. Distant relatives ah, do not fear this child of the monster claws, beak, that is my hope turned into an angel with a drip,
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I have withered the reality of a long journey. Kuang spear was crouching in the desert of solitude, only to keep the dream of a drop of nectar loyalty; who sail in the vast expanse of ocean, only to control the ideal of a Yefeng Fan; was climbing the steep steep insurance absolutely rock, the only hope for the picking a lotus. Now, I have unkempt, the remnants of the body has been Ruran Tears of blood and can not tolerate gambling, handling the last few mouthfuls of fresh air, after all, I returned to his spiritual resting place - my home. Mother still picked up the bundle of old cotton coil, sewing, sitting on the kang I snuggle in his father's shoulders, quietly staring at her mother needles up and down the shuttle, graceful arc across a road, suddenly a cool breeze walked out the door into the room, the mother of the few silver brush in my mouth, I thin that the slightest lick after years of baptism keepsake, hookahs, together with his father's children who go into an instant taste of my chest, my father down look at my face when I have tears, a pair of old hand gently on my cheek slide, I am unable to limp in his father's arms, to accept this fantasy of eternal infancy.
month,
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Postscript:
emotional and rational in the game, I made a full captive, if willing to Aladdin's lamp and my hope
light one, I will knees, with the most pious of the most gentle manners, prayer on God, will I become a Silence of the Lambs ... ...
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