Spring 2011, the cold wind and percussion in the face of the door is more of a kind. Winter walking away, the breath of spring can still be seen. This is a moment of silence, it is difficult to inner peace, I hold your breath waiting intently,
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look, that face east wind blowing,
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few days ago, I often sleep. Glimmer in the haze of depression out of the room was I thinking, I have learned to live happy, has learned the sad face of all the trouble worth. I often envy other people can drink all night; often envious of others can be disco entertainment; often envious of others addicted to the game can be fun ... .... I have no hobbies that person, except with the written record of the occasional flash of mind the taste, there is no good way to give vent to the repressed emotions. Fortunately, I have a tolerant heart,
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not liking both work smoothly, or to the cycle of busy; both open unhappy life, or to forward day after day. In the spring, I made my mind of thousands of kites flying in the blue sky, the clouds let the past take all my sorrow,
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in the early spring, my heart often still immersed in the festive and relaxed into the warmth. Only heard the first popular Spring Festival Gala of the
brother of migrant workers that come to desolate Sorrowful singing, narrative a little helpless heart and desire. Life in the poor, giving vent to the pain of twist. In this
uninhibited songs of sorrow and the spring scene in sharp contrast to this shocking cries into this brilliant and full of imagination of the spring, where people feel in this spring is endless desolation and voice transmission to people is more sincere and courage, this perfect classic spring bursting out in its dazzling light.
I accompanied this song also went into his spring, the spring belongs to me too much Qifenglengxue perfusion, accumulated too much dust,
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in my spring, I once again put himself back to the starting point. Everything has just begun; everything and start all over again; all have followed the wind off this spring to pursue that hope in fields of spring. I think the life cycle of seasons in this movement will go there to find the most moving melodies; life cycle of a strong season in which to find the source to that unyielding.
last night,
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morning, I opened the window, warm sunshine filled the room, but also the long-dry my heart Yin Chao empty. I put on sportswear light to fly out the door, no curling, unfurling new leaves of trees, hay and no embellishment of new green, the air is already warm atmosphere of warmth and sweet, vaguely felt in the rhythm of things before awakening . This spring's warm sun and fragrant morning breeze gently brushed over my sad mark last night, put on a headset to listen to a