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2125179 2009 年 09 月 14 日 12:24 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (2) Category: Personal Diary
often midnight, I lay in bed alone, loneliness has become a self-leap in the dance, when the mind has found a space belonging to the self . I used to curl up in a place that is long loneliness,
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told I can not forget is that the ray of Red Dust in sorrow, the roots of centuries old,
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like a person, just a few seconds, forget a person, starting a life. Envy of others, a turn to forgotten, all the details had been lost. Their own silly,
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through the window to see near and far different level of the pavilion, watching the rapid under the neon lights, but after the car shadow, watching the bustling pass. Looks into the distance, thousand lights, the distance will be a light for me off? There will be a refined figure approached me to acceleration it? You missing me deeply as I do it? G an illusion of shadow, the wind through the Tang, Song Yu,
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they are the smallest stars in the sky, the light you from that delicate, transparent read my injury, transparent love. Life poetic sway you from your moment of grief, read your profound loneliness and helplessness. If you are tired, tired, think I am here waiting for you, for you to brew a cup of tea, put a soft music,
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you know that all living things in the wider world that we can meet in a rare edge ah, even though I know the edge to edge will go to when we had a good margin value ! If the dream can not wake up I'd rather sleep. Can not wake up without a dream, but we can try to make a dream become a reality ah! -
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always have far more long days to a long, dry when the sea, when the Black Stone? I really do not know! But I know my soul is still as long as you do not dissipate! -
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