 Wysłany: Śro 15:43, 23 Mar 2011 Temat postu: Traces of the autumn season, the wind had |
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| Through the beginning of autumn when the heart will feel the fall coming. Autumn is always a sentimental poet scholar sad day season. Autumn quarter over quarter Cartier replica, leaving all the way to the autumn song. Echoed in the corridors of time, the Millennium years to make the best of China in autumn covered with a melancholy break. Gave birth to the spring grass and autumn allows the decline of life. Autumn is a sad human heart from the sky in it, the more products it will have more cool air of Autumn.
the event this fall because of the many, has been watered down since the fall of awe and alienation, slowly smoked in the autumn wind in the Hope with a modicum of joy. And autumn, always very calm and refined look in her hiding something, always in her whisper tell what light sigh. Tang Wang Bo in Yes, often read the sentence, and my heart just like the autumn wind sails over the drum, the Wind stand Gao, lightly fluttering Yi Mei Yi Xing Fei Trent. just as this fall Fake watches, the mood at the moment. Autumn brings us the distant events of joy and touched the whole country. Early autumn rain had let a golden background. Harvest is not only festive, and, like going to Heaven and the excited shouts and pregnant. The JI Qiu, Thriving in the fruit off when they bloom of a green tree, garden dream of Razor Hill in the fall garden. Moments of beauty, nature's treasures. Is not this piece of land at the foot of it? ... ... passed since the summer, see more rich and gaudy flowers big flowers big flowers, dressed in Pitt wearing shirt, showing off sounded the red, yellow, and position ... ..., flourish. Yan Ying and wish to drop. It may be beautiful, people are always dressed in her slowly read off the sad thing China, the Not carry strong feelings for her then, standing in the rain would take back the red residue. This beauty, I can not always stop to view details, and always want to force her head down to Miri Yan. Life is too gorgeous, and often there are not like Qieyi. summer flowers, just flowers, gratuitous love. However, as the stand undisturbed relic light waves, the brilliant and impressive. Whenever I see flowers, we think of as a surface, such as ancient peach, willowy woman romantic to think of Hulan Cheng is to Chang's As if a gust of wind, the flowers will feather cents Lianbuqingyi the walk Rubi Bo among the abandoned Red as worthless. Lotus of the United States, the United States is not dazzling publicity is extremely delicate and refined, not stained dust. large petals of flowers, chrysanthemums in autumn favorite. As outside the Sound of nine days, and occasionally reluctant to earthly prosperity, a brief stop in the observation room. People think that the U.S. must Huan Ge Shi. Autumn Ten thousand flowers are done in this season's passing, but a unique firm in the autumn chrysanthemum. Weathered from the country of choice, not too few warm place. Weak bones to light muscle alone, quiet Pa Jinrui proud of the cold breeze, so everything in awe. Also, the kind of small, or single or double flowers, unfettered from the open garden. Or the small yellow or white stars, or the little purple ... ..., floating down the field, wild, the lawn, as many hearts Brisk Xiuqiao of Faerie, laughed off a land Beads, which was Zhu Zhu vine random strung. Hanging in the time of the lintel. Wind their path, ups and downs with the blue above, is launched into the sea Ying beads, shell color is that little is it a fairy bright eyes. this flower, a small flower, a small cluster, poetic spread, such as dipping in a Bi field of vision, gives unlimited joy. Which piece of the small leaves, is her partner, and that only a colorful butterflies, bees and yellow smoke, she danced streamer of Yi Mei, accompanied by the rhythm of the wind, dancing elf dance. Mermaid dance in the palm of Brisk Hideitsu, hands trembling like Nianhua, stature like the wind drift is such a beauty bar. ... ... tend to admire flowers, blooming through the season after germination, in the autumn and winter there can be hidden in the dust, silent reflection. With underground water, soil insect wing quarter loss of communication for the rebirth of the accumulated precipitation for next season. Until the spring winds, flowers, or flowers, grass, or grass. Unlike people, self-opened his eyes to the long life that we shall soon see, is always in the turbulence in the cross. Only a short time while the Bugeng Shi's childish and will not bear the burden of growth. Free as a wanton grass, a flower. Maybe, I'm not flowers and grass Tag heuer replica, will not know the joy of flowers and grief with them. The flowers my eyes, always stand One year weathered the years, the Evergreen Chang Bi, I felt the envy of Italy, the infinite yearning. I wander in the infinite, to make their turned into a grass, a tree. Do not choose to be a flower. No matter what kind of flower, will become the eyes of others, as a mortal in the story. Just want to be a boundless forest tree, grass or a no name, in time to fend for themselves. Perhaps a group of birds crossing the road I was perched on the branches; may have left a nest in my branches and tendrils; perhaps, I had hidden in leaves and was chasing a squirrel; may be a discount of soft rain veins. Perhaps, in time of autumn, the Thriving autumn leaves are left that one leaves, the number of countless lonely Qiusheng. does not matter. Willing to be polished into a time an old tree, a Supergrass. Zen existence, life, season, Love's round, the vastness of the universe ... ... |
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