Memory is a gold hourglass of time past , although already been drying stranded in the riverbed of the years, but once the vivid moment had experienced the joy, anger, sorrow and joy, parting, but in life is still vibrant, the dust of time is not sealed the Ambilight. Perhaps, with the passage of time, they will gradually blurred and disappeared; perhaps, with the flow of time, they will more and more clear, shining.
Events such as those old photos, fixed in a moment of history, hanging wall in the long life time, inadvertently will evoke shallow thoughts and faint sadness.
May time, through the warm and warm spring, summer leisurely into slight restlessness and anxiety. If the spring is a simple and lively girl, so the summer is an introvert and fiery women thought. So in May, Is it right? Most suitable for a handful of nostalgic complex?
Office happy to complain with me, immediately to the high school students graduated from the twenty anniversary of the party, as a member of the Preparatory Committee, busy contact, busy socializing, busy...... In a word, such as gyro general busy drop dancing.
Looked at her tired and could not hide the vivid eyes and looked at her with wind through the vitality is still infinite face, always suspected her busy and tired is a warm and hypocritical flaunting.
If so, the aftertaste old young unruly, remember once sentimental feelings, how will be off the reel, familiar? The design of the near future, full of hopes and expectations of the That's final. party?
Distant acquaintances, also said to information, he wants to in the summer, gathered a number of local students, to "squeeze a squeeze, when the University at the same table -- A in Hainan rooting settled in girls. Said several people and a film that was happy .
Can't see his face, but can smell the lines of joy and excitement, which is on a second still child entrance and suffering father?
When you borrow a piece of rubber to me, I do not know who lost in the unknown corner? When you do not participate in the colorful wedding dress I, now finally brought a long time late, "long time no see"!
Just, when years crept up our forehead and face, whether it is also peep, you and my heart is faint yearning and yearning? Just do not know, in the sentence "unscarred" shallow greetings, mixed with joy and excitement complex tears, will first trip over who the surging in the chest, slipped who so style light cloud pale face?
In may, the smell of the flower . Gazing at the sky, with a dark blue. Peaks because of a series of green coverage, appear more handsome, lush wood green shine under the sunshine. Layer upon layer of short duration under the new economy applicable room in the ornament of sun appear more magnificent and beautiful. Crisscross of wire mesh and sometimes frequented by only swallow. After nearby mulberry leafy green as jade, jade and sentient beings. Each set with colorful butterfly wings, and sometimes stop in carrying hoes home aunt head; This world is so alive!
The flavor of the mayflower, tepid, everything together long, all show the month soft wind light this season. Ten thousand kinds of thoughts was bathed in warm sunshine. A kind of light is eager to come to mind. In time of feeling poem always has a drawback, a kind of lonely, a concerned. Time flies, not calm heart made vague desire and looking forward to the restless agitation.
Always want to in the depths of the green, and find a place that will take the green in the depths of time, to a cool and hot heart. Always want to have so a person can accompany me to walk miles pavilion, smile flowers bloom in the spring romance, then stood by the lake, with LAN lake that flat like a billow of the water wave, plan for the mind a bit sad. In the beautiful scenery of the cool and refreshing YaJing, silently blessing for each other .
In may, the smell of the flower. There is always a yearning heart, fantasy has a flower in full bloom, then the light wind gently brushed, wave flat cabin and no wind in a log cabin on a refined small round table, and then hand holding a cup of green tea, in the cool and refreshing breeze gazing at a distance roaring will relax mind make the mind as the scent of tea. With a dream, under the blue sky white clouds, floating walk on grass green, fly freely in the bright blue sky.
In may, the smell of the flower. Always wanted to have a place of no insect songbirds call see Chinese rose blooms quietly, holding the hand of love in the cool season 4 excessive, appreciate the warmth of flowers, together with a surge of hope let the heart, let cool idea to soak the corner of the heart, let the depths of the soul get thorough washing, and spotless. Then along the tracks, years with me slowly forward, put the sword of time step on the foot, let the time between song lingering in the ear. With flowers into cap, not hair, roaring, butterflies and bees, and feeling a wipe green, hold up a tiny umbrella, let the slow time no matter in the wind rain, white and black day is romantic, but full of poetic. The flavor of the mayflower. Light a lotus, release a carefree. Roaring, let the mood in the flower of proverb let the elegant pure white lotus fragrance, nourish the soul of the wounded, let the heart get drunk. As to a song, li qingzhao's "contend for crossing the crossing and sparked a pool of gulls heron" into full of lotus pool enjoying the wind dance a lightsome. Jiangxin temple to the distance.
Sunshine with clogged air quietly through the thin clouds, swaying, suddenly came to the deep green fragrant of cool and refreshing, feeling a bit in the wind the wheatgrass of quietly elegant, flowers, refreshing. Open land of clove, they open so romantic, so enchanting, thousands of flowers dancing is so frivolous! I would like to turn into a clove in white romantic dress to dance with the wind, release fragrance, let the green dress up the vast firmament, dress up the world more harmonious ADHD Treatment.
In may, the smell of the flower. Deep floral to put emotion in the arms of early summer, let the lovers of ripples of ripples in my heart. Stepping times notes, playing a beautiful melody, let the lonely heart get comfort, is a faraway place, and each other's heart tightly dependent.
The flavor of the mayflower. Footprints of rut left light time, many things of the past with the passage of time and submerged by down eventually no longer mention in time, no longer pay attention to. But the days that we know each other, shallow green, the arbor and trust with warm eyes look in the eyes, let the fiery heart feel that with a cool and refreshing.
The flavor of the mayflower. Messy hearts with little tidbits, leisurely, thanks to the sunlight, thanks to the air to the world you I go together. Will quietly elegant and noble and pure your your heart, also in as my glove, let us hard together, will be thinking of the mighty turn GuanXuan, played numerous beautiful music.
In may, the smell of flowers mottled years, blossom the youth of color, will be thinking of the seeds of deeply buried in the heart of fertile soil. See YunQiYun chung, see flowers bloom, let the dream drunk in the green.
With a cool and refreshing, moist, with a charming scent of the heart, let the heart get drunk. Make the mind of the flowers in full bloom, delicate and charming beauty.
Many people had a fishing experience, people painstakingly shuttle Yu Xiaohe, pond enjoy fishing brings to people. I first time fishing still vividly, as if happened yesterday. In my life, have occurred many unforgettable moments, however no one from the can and I follow my husband brought her son with a fishing pole through the dense forest, in the winding ups and downs of the mountain road when compared to trek.
Remember it was many years ago, early autumn day, a day is the sunny, warm sun lazy shines in the woods, sun through the thick leaves left a mottled shadows on the ground, thin and long. Hangs over the trees were quiet, make us feel very cool and cozy. Along the way, a little life in the city's son, in the bosom of nature, full of the flavor of the wild was extremely excited, he is like a lively and lovely birds twittering kept talking. On both sides of the road, verdant trees, cliff by the side of the road full of zizyphus jujube trees. Zizyphus jujube red against the green leaves, like a stone sardonyx, yi yi is unripe brightness, more aggressive eye, can't help but pick a star on the mouth, sweet and sour, the taste of a stranger in my heart slowly melt, it reminds me of my childhood days.
When we arrived at the destination, have certain fishing experience caught that place can catch fish, and that's my favorite. He purposely will I arranged in the most advantageous position. Looked at the people around you to hang the bait, the strut, swing line, and then his eyes on the surface, waiting for the fish, I can to stop the heart excited, imitate the people fishing, his hands clenched rod, will dwarf the line out, if a wan on the surface of the water like a frog jump tantivy jitter on the hook bait, open your eyes, eagerly eyed, waiting for the fish.
A great nothing happened, my eyes grieved, stiff neck, arm acid trapped acid trapped, not disappointed. Look up, not a husband, have in the hands of "trophy" - a beautiful grass carp held high, walking towards me. Looked at me with a pretense of being out of spirits, the husband encouraged me to say, "don't be impatient, waiting for you to catch a fish chang, I went to their kitchen to braise in soy sauce fish, you do?" The husband of the words sound just fell and son aside shouted, "look, mom, fish bait!" A look, and I observed the bait has been without a trace.
"Well", I inwardly secretly pleased, "managed to rise to the bait fish"! A hectic, I quickly pull the line, and some heavy. Her husband said to walk first fish, such as received it bites the hook line, don't panic. I'm afraid of the fish run away, that's not so much, fierce higher, a pull rod, soon see a foot two catties of chang fish alive in the bright sunlight. "I catch a fish," I am proud of the husband shouted. "Not yet," said the husband slow. All of a sudden, the rod of my hands be dragged something for a moment, I saw the panic of chang fish scales flashing, like an arrow into the center of the pond. Fishing line hook is gone, I close, see to capture lost again.
I felt so depressed, a butt sitting on the grass, no interest. Son came over and put the rod into my hand, said: "mother, don't lose heart, you often say that failure is the mother of success, believe in yourself, you will be successful." Husband with a smile, a meaningful said to the son, "son, remember that before you put the fish pulled ashore, don't brag about oneself live fish, things haven't done before, it is no use to blow his own horn, even if done also do not need to boast, this is not clear?" If the husband like a blow heavy hammer knock at my heart, and my face went red again.
Mountain streams flowing and dial this spring notes, stretch hand to touch, and little bit of coolness. Is the best at noon, when the sun is the most poisonous, came to the stream, singing, listening to stream a sip of windy spring, refreshing, seem to instantly through blood, from head to toe the smell of blooming in the spring.
"Good rain season, when spring is happening". Spring rain, breeze blowing, fluttering, walking in the spring rain, reminiscent of "green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, XieFengXiYu need not to be ". Spring rain is always a new day has begun, those all things after a spring rain baptism, greeted the beauty is very clear, poem of artistic conception, let a person think of to the depths of the mountains.
Green dye, distant mountains green stick together, even a, a cypress patches of conifers around the mountain. Spring comes, the pine green, this is close to see rocks, spring, surrounded by many unknown grass green. Is faint, faint scent, the whole mountain grass incense, incense charming eyes.
Spring come, don't worry don't panic, I wish walk also don't be so hurried, also in the spring time to linger on the spring scenery beautiful, life what asks!