October 17, 2011
passing years
Don't ask the passing years
The edge that stands in the years, calm down quiet time hope come of road, so much scallion green puckery day, once had so many of hesitated, resembled Huang and lost.The disturbingly noisy superficial back once had the Hong Huang of fan Mang and also had over have never given up of flounder and dream.
Good at, I am the scholar for bearing hardship with equanimity, can on the time in ache, the Ju is literalness clear smell, the Fu body picks up those tiny warms and allow oneself is slowly flowing to drip of feel that in music light and free and gentleness, then do a pure heart to wash purpose dream. Don't ask the passing years
The edge that stands in the years, calm down quiet time hope come of road, so much scallion green puckery day, once had so many of hesitated, resembled Huang and lostLook for an understanding lover.The disturbingly noisy superficial back once had the Hong Huang of fan Mang and also had over have never given up of flounder and dream.
Good at, I am the scholar for bearing hardship with equanimity, can on the time in ache, the Ju is literalness clear smell, the Fu body picks up those tiny warms and allow oneself is slowly flowing to drip of feel that in music light and free and gentleness, then do a pure heart to wash purpose dream.
Good at, rains and winds come, having you the Fang that the Yi moves is thin, and I together road, make the intravenous drop become to sing of thoughts and feelings through the sky, wear shallow thin fragrance of flower, face breeze to grasp one Lian tiny Lan, walk into belong to own of that distance blue of trip, from now on, life the four seasons, no longer fall Mo, such as the painting is like poem.
Writing
From small have already been partial to a writing, like in the writing to find out to belong to own of mood and sympathy.For the literalness sensitive and the confidence, also more precise.Probably is the influence that comes from a father to me, probably I am originally that literalness pilgrim, between the writing and the emotion, the Fu body looks for and look for that lucid and attractive take off the Qi Qi of dust of Fang grass.
The writing is like tea, need to work hard an article.When tea-leaf is soaked by the boiled water, leaf vein gradually unfold to open come, that leaf slice the lightness is deeply bluish green, Invest for 10 yearsthe very shallow tea joss-stick fills the air, the small and soft article comes, the Chi cheek is lustrous and hug joss-stick to be full of.
The good article is like one cup good tea, can make the person's thought and soul led along with the story and the literalness, or sad or pleased, enjoy in retrospect everlasting.Canning fondle Zhang to call is strange, can be carefree on smiling, may also with Ju a hold with sex of tears.Lean on to fall the story that the Dang rises and falls behind at those, through the pure Yang graceful and restrained writing, allow a years change, but a heart gradually becomes quiet Wen Wan.
The writings all have innate intelligence.Someone once made the rock to the writing ratio, that was again fitting however of.That is lonely and hard cold wrap up, is a heart of azure stone softness, need to pour into all emotions to touch, chisel and carve, also need to be a to have a passion for to the literalnesses with Chi to be fond of.Then, then can Wen Run is like jade, sheen start to be suffused with a silk in the Ji Ji, such as a Qian Qian jade hand, comfort the frost and snow that green puckery eyebrow eye and at heart Yu accumulate.
Writing needs atmosphere and mood.Like to turn on a desk lamp, wear orange and yellow light dizzy, at Qian Quan dim moonlight of hush in, a spool of and in hand, concentrate but read, concentrate thoughts and feelings to pull out nodal frailty to ring and can not line up to send of feeling knot.
The raining season in smoke color listens to the tinkling Kou that the Xi Li pleases the ear ringing the hush of window sill and holding a pure Ming, the article is a historic legend.The sky of fog Ai dim moonlight, Xuan cloud is deep, the fine drizzle is cloudy a put on to turn don't open of Xiang rather and pure.
Or cold Ji or warmly, or pure deeply or confusing, or pleasurable or disappointed, or have tender thoughts of or the writing of ache, from continuous wave in the distance flow out since then, spread and fall a ground of Mo for flying spend paper.But I, the Fu body picks up,panel grade evaluatesthose scattered and interesting flower petal, fall the shallow joss-stick of light scar such as rain, the Yang rises tiny Yi, extending far and faraway in the poem phrase ancient rhyme, but a heart, only wish and from now on be fond of to inebriate ……
Music
If say the writing is just some persons a fondness for, can move public most so, should be music.No one can resist music to bring of shock and wearing of soul deeply dint, all thoughts and feelingses and emotions can find out ownership in music.Music is a pair of wing of free fantasies, can carry soul and thought and fly to don't take a silk to float a dust of quiet and peaceful and pure.
Like water, the lightness works properly to move.When the moonlight is like frost, quiet water deeply flows, the bamboo copies whirling, pleasant breeze rise Xi, you can be tiny to shut a pair of eyes and lean on in the excellent soft slow rhyme, feel that to jump a dynamic note and splash to fall on the piano Xian of hush,such as bead, .
Like the small river of a clear Cheng Che, spring water of one mirror heart in the lake, the green Luo of one Lian waterfall, 1 cluster concentrates of rambling rose.More like curling up in the air subtle fragrance, follow flowing water Ying Ying but dance, if telling is like Qi.The moment that the Fu body listens, the thoughts and feelings floats to fly, is led by music, head for disturbingly noisy and superficial back of quite.
Good music needs and works hard a feeling and listens.Like the ancient Zheng voice flowing water go cloud sort to flip, in Wen Wan's melody have a bright moon cockboat, pursue breeze since then, that is unique and free from vulgarity state.But the bamboo flute is floating pure more, if wind around straight up chimney smoke and shepherd boy to step song evening of leisurely and carefree.The piano is a river that takes a stroll since then, each note such as Lin Lin wave light, rise and fall to jump up into the poem of sundown to go on the surface.Violin Wen Wan ties up Mian, is month China river water of the deep place nice and secluded and quiet and out-of-the-way place, from the green pasture bamboo grove Chan Chan since then, all the way shallow sing low sing ……
The years is like song, all of one steps are classic a pure heart movements each time, or China is colourful, or mild.The life is like drama and deduce one act act moving but mum legend, or fascinating, or common.Song eventually when the person spread prosperous fall to the utmost, collect however look back, much more several emotional stirringses are much more several to enjoy in retrospect.
But music, always can touch heart the bottom is that Xian, Yun with Yu that ache and lonely.When music spreads to open as water in the breeze, that is slowly exquisite, graceful and restrained and ties up Mian or some melancholy melodies and once kisses heart sea, a Yi moves messy heart, drive in fine threads continuously of of the temperament smooth Qin, become soft and light and free ……
Welcome to join us to the literature interested in friend, let you my writing is no longer solitary.
The sufficient Wei wears a writing and fist heart bottom of that calmly, then, Nian a point pure shallow, face breeze to write down own of that is as one pleases and with sex.Is musicStruggle just companion I once walked all the way that is green puckery and muddled, lead the softest corner of heart bottom as water trip.
Rejoice oneself, while being rains and winds to come can concealed back in the writing and music, allow prosperous win snow, spend efflorescence to fall.But I, only wish do that leisurely and contented and contented woman, in quiet run about between the writing and music, see cloud book cloud comfortable, don't ask the passing years from now on, don't talk lonesome ……
The edge that stands in the years, calm down quiet time hope come of road, so much scallion green puckery day, once had so many of hesitated, resembled Huang and lost.The disturbingly noisy superficial back once had the Hong Huang of fan Mang and also had over have never given up of flounder and dream.
Good at, I am the scholar for bearing hardship with equanimity, can on the time in ache, the Ju is literalness clear smell, the Fu body picks up those tiny warms and allow oneself is slowly flowing to drip of feel that in music light and free and gentleness, then do a pure heart to wash purpose dream. Don't ask the passing years
The edge that stands in the years, calm down quiet time hope come of road, so much scallion green puckery day, once had so many of hesitated, resembled Huang and lostLook for an understanding lover.The disturbingly noisy superficial back once had the Hong Huang of fan Mang and also had over have never given up of flounder and dream.
Good at, I am the scholar for bearing hardship with equanimity, can on the time in ache, the Ju is literalness clear smell, the Fu body picks up those tiny warms and allow oneself is slowly flowing to drip of feel that in music light and free and gentleness, then do a pure heart to wash purpose dream.
Good at, rains and winds come, having you the Fang that the Yi moves is thin, and I together road, make the intravenous drop become to sing of thoughts and feelings through the sky, wear shallow thin fragrance of flower, face breeze to grasp one Lian tiny Lan, walk into belong to own of that distance blue of trip, from now on, life the four seasons, no longer fall Mo, such as the painting is like poem.
Writing
From small have already been partial to a writing, like in the writing to find out to belong to own of mood and sympathy.For the literalness sensitive and the confidence, also more precise.Probably is the influence that comes from a father to me, probably I am originally that literalness pilgrim, between the writing and the emotion, the Fu body looks for and look for that lucid and attractive take off the Qi Qi of dust of Fang grass.
The writing is like tea, need to work hard an article.When tea-leaf is soaked by the boiled water, leaf vein gradually unfold to open come, that leaf slice the lightness is deeply bluish green, Invest for 10 yearsthe very shallow tea joss-stick fills the air, the small and soft article comes, the Chi cheek is lustrous and hug joss-stick to be full of.
The good article is like one cup good tea, can make the person's thought and soul led along with the story and the literalness, or sad or pleased, enjoy in retrospect everlasting.Canning fondle Zhang to call is strange, can be carefree on smiling, may also with Ju a hold with sex of tears.Lean on to fall the story that the Dang rises and falls behind at those, through the pure Yang graceful and restrained writing, allow a years change, but a heart gradually becomes quiet Wen Wan.
The writings all have innate intelligence.Someone once made the rock to the writing ratio, that was again fitting however of.That is lonely and hard cold wrap up, is a heart of azure stone softness, need to pour into all emotions to touch, chisel and carve, also need to be a to have a passion for to the literalnesses with Chi to be fond of.Then, then can Wen Run is like jade, sheen start to be suffused with a silk in the Ji Ji, such as a Qian Qian jade hand, comfort the frost and snow that green puckery eyebrow eye and at heart Yu accumulate.
Writing needs atmosphere and mood.Like to turn on a desk lamp, wear orange and yellow light dizzy, at Qian Quan dim moonlight of hush in, a spool of and in hand, concentrate but read, concentrate thoughts and feelings to pull out nodal frailty to ring and can not line up to send of feeling knot.
The raining season in smoke color listens to the tinkling Kou that the Xi Li pleases the ear ringing the hush of window sill and holding a pure Ming, the article is a historic legend.The sky of fog Ai dim moonlight, Xuan cloud is deep, the fine drizzle is cloudy a put on to turn don't open of Xiang rather and pure.
Or cold Ji or warmly, or pure deeply or confusing, or pleasurable or disappointed, or have tender thoughts of or the writing of ache, from continuous wave in the distance flow out since then, spread and fall a ground of Mo for flying spend paper.But I, the Fu body picks up,panel grade evaluatesthose scattered and interesting flower petal, fall the shallow joss-stick of light scar such as rain, the Yang rises tiny Yi, extending far and faraway in the poem phrase ancient rhyme, but a heart, only wish and from now on be fond of to inebriate ……
Music
If say the writing is just some persons a fondness for, can move public most so, should be music.No one can resist music to bring of shock and wearing of soul deeply dint, all thoughts and feelingses and emotions can find out ownership in music.Music is a pair of wing of free fantasies, can carry soul and thought and fly to don't take a silk to float a dust of quiet and peaceful and pure.
Like water, the lightness works properly to move.When the moonlight is like frost, quiet water deeply flows, the bamboo copies whirling, pleasant breeze rise Xi, you can be tiny to shut a pair of eyes and lean on in the excellent soft slow rhyme, feel that to jump a dynamic note and splash to fall on the piano Xian of hush,such as bead, .
Like the small river of a clear Cheng Che, spring water of one mirror heart in the lake, the green Luo of one Lian waterfall, 1 cluster concentrates of rambling rose.More like curling up in the air subtle fragrance, follow flowing water Ying Ying but dance, if telling is like Qi.The moment that the Fu body listens, the thoughts and feelings floats to fly, is led by music, head for disturbingly noisy and superficial back of quite.
Good music needs and works hard a feeling and listens.Like the ancient Zheng voice flowing water go cloud sort to flip, in Wen Wan's melody have a bright moon cockboat, pursue breeze since then, that is unique and free from vulgarity state.But the bamboo flute is floating pure more, if wind around straight up chimney smoke and shepherd boy to step song evening of leisurely and carefree.The piano is a river that takes a stroll since then, each note such as Lin Lin wave light, rise and fall to jump up into the poem of sundown to go on the surface.Violin Wen Wan ties up Mian, is month China river water of the deep place nice and secluded and quiet and out-of-the-way place, from the green pasture bamboo grove Chan Chan since then, all the way shallow sing low sing ……
The years is like song, all of one steps are classic a pure heart movements each time, or China is colourful, or mild.The life is like drama and deduce one act act moving but mum legend, or fascinating, or common.Song eventually when the person spread prosperous fall to the utmost, collect however look back, much more several emotional stirringses are much more several to enjoy in retrospect.
But music, always can touch heart the bottom is that Xian, Yun with Yu that ache and lonely.When music spreads to open as water in the breeze, that is slowly exquisite, graceful and restrained and ties up Mian or some melancholy melodies and once kisses heart sea, a Yi moves messy heart, drive in fine threads continuously of of the temperament smooth Qin, become soft and light and free ……
Welcome to join us to the literature interested in friend, let you my writing is no longer solitary.
The sufficient Wei wears a writing and fist heart bottom of that calmly, then, Nian a point pure shallow, face breeze to write down own of that is as one pleases and with sex.Is musicStruggle just companion I once walked all the way that is green puckery and muddled, lead the softest corner of heart bottom as water trip.
Rejoice oneself, while being rains and winds to come can concealed back in the writing and music, allow prosperous win snow, spend efflorescence to fall.But I, only wish do that leisurely and contented and contented woman, in quiet run about between the writing and music, see cloud book cloud comfortable, don't ask the passing years from now on, don't talk lonesome ……
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