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2012年08月27日

Just about


Whisper is the delicate euphemism, gifted scholars and beautiful ladies ' mood, miss home, wandering heart you lone, drown one's sorrows in wine but pinned, Acacia to send nowhere to send and hesitation, what's lost is lost in the lonely and helpless, is to let Shen Jin in the Mongolian Mongolian fine rain many men of literature and writing emotion talk not the old theme?
Is desolate, sad to fell dejected as a grey beard, his vigorous figure stand vividly revealed on the paper, he holds the iron plate, speak in excitement emotion Dilang sound read: " the night lying to listen to wind and rain, ice with iron railings ". The grand and magnificent, bold and vigorous one in a plaintive voice shouted, lingering, graceful gentle rain sound, so rise above the common herd. In the rustling sound of wind and rain to hear the clang of a symbol of war in ancient China, in addition to burn the midnight oil to see the sword, drunk in the dream march with trumpet Jiaxuan, more? The confident, magnanimous wild singing " I see many charming Castle Peak, Castle Peak to see me as material is " hero, that have one's wish, blood in the chest, whisper " deadlocked lie village not self-pity, is thought to be the " Luntai " of the old man, let me back then acts to pay tribute to the infinite often.
Listen to the wind, rain, listen to song ballad, different thoughts can hear different scenery feelings; listen to the wind, rain, listening to the sound, different people will hear the different life attitude; listen to the wind, rain, listen to the life, the same rain can also listen to a different song of life. The rain Xiaoxiao, both sadly can be anxious, and leisurely delectable. Does not fear the rain? A misty rain curtain and any life rain outside the window, threshing passing, murmur, the wind at night. A curtain of rain in sight, run silent, bit by bit, all my heart. Shade rain, crept whistling, filter the dust in the impetuous, purge many haze. The rain curtain, lingering, love life, rich Cantabile years.
Maybe is the last night of the fresh Capsella bursa-pastoris dumplings package still fragrance in spring, subconscious input information, may be in hazy sleep, hear zhe Lek rain, drizzly rain come into my dream, last night, did a Yulan flower dream. In the spring, impression, magnolia is like spring second messengers in nature, just off winter, still do not wear green a vast expanse, a tree magnolia is Tingtingyuli opening, its Yingjie, huge flowers, like the spring pigeon, give the earth send pleasant news: spring flowers, spring is coming. But dreams of Magnolia, is light purple, parasol flower color, is it purple? Dream of flowers, rich rich, graceful bright, surrounded by luxuriant leaves from, what a prosperous spring.
Hit the umbrella downstairs, walk into mild rain. The cool rain wind drift in the face. Clean rainwater into a brook into the lawn irrigation, good fresh wet world. " Looked at the grass but not close. " The withered grass, small grass, not wake up, only in dreams quietly accept the rain; shrub clumps of boxwood, has spat out yellow leaflets, exudes vitality; erect a winter's cedar, thin needles Fanchu green, be in fine fig topped with small raindrops; lilac bough it has been long greenish spore; head black. Like to stick in the ground one winter's crape myrtle, in rain, flooding a green life color, it is looking forward to recovery; just with yellow silk, in Gudang spring breeze, cool to shake, pendulum ah, reluctantly bid farewell, distinguished air of elegance and coquetry, in its melodious swing, emit much joy and pleasure, perhaps, not long, it was placed into a chic, elegant, beautiful trees.?
Watching from the past, veranda in front of jasmine flowers, yellow flower thinning time, bloom, reflect Cong Wu and deciduous, more bright and brilliant; further, in front of a bright, workaday is a bud of Magnolia began, oh! It is special open. Small trees, about a person of high, three five trees into a small, bare branches, the tender flowers slightly open, spit purple brilliance, dip the crystal raindrops, like baby beautiful face, beautiful flower!  


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