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An elegy  

2014-01-21 10:07:00|  分类: 默认分类 |  标签: |举报 |字号 订阅

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The memories of the past, suddenly found a lot less happy, there is too much sadness and melancholy.

To understand the secular hypocrisy, but do not understand, those who do not deserve my sincere heartfashion women clothing wholesale.

Whenever quiet, every memory, is pain. Youth passes as a fleeting wave., when busy fall, their phagocytic alone generally like the tide, only heart drifts in the dark night. The person is living, this is for the sake of happiness, but do not escape to face the reality of feeble, can not escape the parting of the sentimental feelings, a lot of the time will not help to recall. Time will always put those beautiful memories of the past, in the thoughts of the heart over and over again reincarnation, and inadvertently, filtering the joy and happiness, and that my sadness, walked with a walking, standing not recalls memories ago, ushering in a period of the past sorrow, a get out of hand.

Memories, is sad, have the sense of loneliness, but also mixed with warmth, always wrapped himself in the long cold nights. Maybe, everyone is the same, the unforgettable past, referred to in the past to tears. Those people, those things, a precious film like years left, deeply printed in my mind. The memories of the smile, is not just to bring this moment at the corners of his mouth smile, smile behind the unforgettable sadness. When every time to forget, to free speech, and how many people are there in the middle of the night pillowed or hi or sad past with salty tears sleepManaged Cloud?

Perhaps, really forget, whether to feel even the memories are gone, but lonely? Remember, don't go back to the past, like at the moment, the silent night, beating the rows of cold words, tell of a called memory! Those who feel helpless, those incapable of action, it is difficult to determine the heart, trembling, sitting in the quiet unbelievable night, surrounded by empty silence, do not know how to settle their eyes, wandering heart at the moment I do not know decide on what path to follow, numb heart really feel the painfinancial planning.

Don't know how long I need time, can really forget the pain in the heart, has been trying to tell myself, sometimes persistent is a kind of hurt, give up is a relief, once thought, did the same, but you are still in my heart, occupy an important position, only then did I understand, love is a wonderful thing, like a sweet trap, seems to be very powerful, always can let people know that the danger is still sinking, it was like a swamp, stay a second will sink deeper.

Habitual lit a cigarette, the smoke at the fingertips of winding, the day trying to resist the harmful things, but until now, the hand is not idle, do not want to control, accustomed to that kind of smoke feeling, maybe this will make you feel what accompany beside you, remember in some situations you, suddenly found that has come a long time. No matter there is in the hearts of so don't give up, no hands grasp how firm, now the rest of the only endless and desolate, with precipitation, heart years, more heavily. There is a hitherto unknown tired, don't want to look for a lot of reasons and excuses for myself, just quietly, in his own world, all about cut the heart, no longer have any hope, let all the loss from the heart香港家政中心......

Follow up: see each other's face, do not touch each other's body, do not feel the temperature of the other side, not to hear each other's breath, can only stand in their own world, holding that belong to the same piece of sky one another, with the same ray of sunshine of love deeply buried in the bottom of my heart,
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