The weather is unpredictable Bordeaux Wine, people have good and bad fortune. Recently has been in the attention to the "Oriental Star" ferry capsized in the event, mood has more or less some heavy, after all, overnight so much of life is river mercilessly swallowed. Life is uncertain, do not know which moment to leave, we should cherish the alive.
Those passing through the journey of our life, maybe give us love and warm perhaps give us harm and cruelty or just quietly rub shoulders, such as sand step on the footprints, or deep or shallow have left footprints. Time as wind, gently brushed, a thin sand flying, inadvertently covered up the footprints. Over a long period of time, a layer of cover, the footprint was deeply coerced, no trace.
The years have obscured face mask house, in addition to their friends, who still remember those deep coverage of the soul? Looking back, just a number of fuzzy, but still the sails. Time is so cold, that is like a long river, flowing through the ancient and modern, across thousands of boat, had not stopped. People such as Ping, floating on the river, accustomed to.
The trail is not fixed, who knows how long it will drift with water? The drift to where? Perhaps, life should not have the habitat of the harbor. Even in front of a grim and grave situation even if the tempestuous waves come one after another. Once stopped, sinking into the deep water, water to swim. The wind and rain in the world, separated from this deep water, leaving only a deep silence. The rain is like mountain birds, the sound of heart. It is like a starless night, heavy till darkness engulfed the world all bright.
Who pushed the door and pulled in a ray of sunlight, and dispel the darkness? The sun light sway, so bright, but is reluctant to close your eyes mask house. Imperceptibly, covered with clothes, smudges golden halo, like flowers in full bloom, subtle fragrance floating in a room. Xu Lianxiang, fresh and elegant. But, the bottom anchaoyongdong, this fragrant swaying in the water, with the petals fall, by flow to dissipate in the world.
Life is like a lotus, have fragrance rippleses. But longer than water, can only be buried in the water. That once connected days hachisuba infinite Bi, that once the lotus flowers in kind of red, but also in exchange for it on the left Holland to listen to the sound of the rain? A sound understanding of the pale lotus, He Tiantian, the old green lotus clothing.
Cool summer, actually there is a fragrant red lotus fall and float the slightest cold. Light undressing, alone on the boat, it will send out in the book. The word back, who is left alone? But huazipiaoling artesian water! Affectionately water long sigh mask house!
Once boating on the river, not drunk. Now people have changed everything off, the first flow of tears. Deep water coerced, scattered over the bustling, sad, who can carry the boat many worries? This is like the Yangtze River carrying cold sky deep, do not suggest.