The wind roar horse calling

It playing basketball, because exercise, so every time after are kubla khah dripping wet, winter alike. Morning cannot enjoy wife meal, have to eat outside the casually, do not know from what when begin to like sichuan-style noodles, see the blunt eggs have friends left soup tea into drunk together very curious, once I also try to drink, hey! Still really another taste. Henceforth will like this habit, because I want to add moisture much, so I deliberately show wife of shop-owner give me in bowls, rush eggs tea sugar (this has become the wife of shop-owner and I a tacit understanding), finally the water into noodles, drink, and it is really a kind of enjoyment, that kind of taste not tried you absolutely don't understand one secret! Because sichuan-style noodles, have linen pepper, peppers, soup comes out to be very salty flavor, plus the sweet tea eggs, friend! I think this moment your heart and mouth exuding the tongue must be in what whisper! A friend gave me soup ridicule, add some bezoar face would be more interesting? Ha ha! Friends are what age! If you lose? It had the necessary! anniezxm wordpress blog

Life gives us everyone is equal, we for it contains the grab is their respective, as this tastes and habits, like happy adaptation is a kind of happiness and health. Life is like the flavor, taste is a specific function.

Five thousand years broad and profound Chinese culture, traditional;

Ninety load changeable and striving is innovation;

Billionaire, seek a breakthrough; children indomitable

Broad, exhibition with joy; the shenzhou.

- royal 90th anniversary of birthday party

Through heavy fog, lifted the veil, I see clear layer.

The 1921 July, is a surge of July - times chose the communist party. A ship in jiaxing in zhejiang nanhu from the giant red ship, the scream, like blockbuster thunderbolt, awakens the sleeping already a long time of China, flashed out the great banner of communism, lit the fire of the revolution 9.6-million-square-kilometer land. Since then, the descendants of the normalized ideal. sonazxm wordpress blog

"The wind roar, horse calling, the Yellow River in the Yellow River in roared, roar..." , familiar voice echoed in the ear, our thoughts lead to warring years. China was then, rain as qing, night sleep, powers to aggression, warlords, government corruption, indeed. Countless people with lofty ideals, hard exploration, within is always defeated. And the establishment of the communist party of China, for they bring life dawn, let them see a new hope. With her leadership, we no longer sessions, and out of the endless night; With her command, we no longer hesitate, away from the three big mountains. The communist party of China, like a throbbing wing long strike eagle, birth without notice; The communist party of China, such as lamp light the lamp, maritime online journey.

You are my most beautiful song

After thirty years of ups and downs and the marriage fails, the state of my world, life, and have a more mature love, a more thorough insight. That is, for the one thing I will not be easily moved as a person. I know that in the Red Dust, a lot of emotions is illusory, it is a real illusion; a lot of people and things is false, false, You can not believe what is true. One thing, however, so far I have moved. Often care for a person in silence ... ...

Writing poetry, this not my wish. I like the original this is not a literary genre. Due to time constraints and life, the desire to pour out, so I chose the poems express the voice of my life. After a period of tough training, my poetry more and more mature. That is, this time, I contacted the network. Began to publish poems in various sites. In 2009, the "good mood" Literature Online is one of the sites I have priorities.

This time, I met her online. Shao Ning. This is a beautiful, lively and full of talented female students. Attending certain University Department of Economics. And a lot of poetry lovers, like poetry to me, the frenzy began inexplicable love. They often leave a message in my work, often give me information, I hope the exchange. Due to time constraints, I can not answer one by one, and I apologize!

Shao Ning from love to worship, unable to extricate themselves from the worship to the ground like me. All this unconsciously. As I understand the time, too late. The face of her poetry and a lot of affectionate messages. I am deeply blame yourself. Yes ah, she is a girl Christina ability and political integrity, and I have been into a middle-aged divorced man, what qualifications the face of her pure love, innocent heart? The so-called for their own happiness, to sacrifice her, let her face the censure of friends and family and social pressures? Besides, she was a students. I am not so selfish, I can not bear to let her age, so much pain a little. I have to give up! So, I commissioned a netizen Ququan her and decisively disappeared from the network.

I know that time, she is very painful and puzzling. She went around looking for my message, almost necessary to find in real life to me. I know she was hurt. Although this is not my intention, but she is after all the pain of my injuries. So, think of how compensation to her. Although we never met, and all the networks in fantasy, but she paid a real relationship. Two years later, every Mindful of this, a sadness in my heart.

This is my song today, "You were my song" comes from. Lyrics are as follows:

Your affectionate wavefront to like a cloud of fire continued to burn me. I pretend indifference, refusing the temptation of love. I would not lonely alone, than I dare to promise you; your beautiful and noble, I'm ugly and humble, how can we live together? Aside from the pain, except poetry, I can give you? Leave me, you can better lives. I do not know what to say to you, except to escape, except to hide, how can I do? This is my fault, make you sad, make you sad. I left the network, to live alone in pain, I hope you will forget me. You are my most beautiful song, always warm my heart. Warm my heart. Pit of the stomach ... ...

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Walking in the Ginkgo forest

Look at all of this, I seem to think they are not chasing a piece of yellow leaves, but in the endless pursuit of the vitality of life extension. Tall ginkgo tree in the special body, hanging from a wooden plaque with paint to write, record above the age of trees, the largest more than two hundred years old, and vigorous branches in the air and raised the golden clouds, branches fork Magpie has been building a nest, a pair of curly long tail is curled Cha magpies to sing, just flew back from other magpie woods, flowers, birds, birds have also falls a long tail on the Ginkgo forest, the East West jump jump, my only found a place in the branch leaves, but also exposed a number of nests in the summer, they have been hidden in dense foliage, and now the bride took off like a scarf, one look so chic. These beautiful nest, some with leaves was constructed, some with sticks built into the grass, and some chicken, ducks and other animals, the hair was constructed, like a suspension in a craft within the branches of a tree branch, they are birds their masterpiece. The nest is very strong, through summer and fall of the lightning, the storm without damage, showing that birds are very intelligent.

Birds were also "twittering" singing, it seems that a ginkgo tree in the praise: because of the ginkgo tree, only the safety of their nesting place. Singing filled, so that the woods in late autumn and crowded.

Walking in the Ginkgo forest, saw an empty Guang flat ground, Liangshai a multitude of ginkgo fruit, sun above, white Hu Hu. Bent, and holding up smell, a surge of chilly Hong toward the nose. Hand crumb shell, exposing the green flesh, biting taste, though slightly bitter, but sweet aftertaste, is the natural green food. So seductive, to the farmer to purchase. The heart Straight farmer, a promise ... ...

Gust of wind blowing, leaves floating hide my body, has also been plated with a little bit like a bright gold. Suddenly, I saw a patron of the local woods, with a maple tree, revealed a ginkgo tree branches, like a mass of red flame, the yellow trees in the side of a flag raised, especially the dazzling. They stand shoulder to shoulder, like in a narrative story about the ginkgo harvest: to see the old yellow leaves, but, and maple, as are the fall in the landscape. It seems to be telling us: as long as the spring comes, trees will grow their own green, the autumn and put their different colors, the life cycle to cycle, and this is the law of natural growth of ginkgo trees.

I praise the Ginkgo forest, it is flying off the yellow implicit in the endless life. This is another of the beautiful nature has given. Changxing ginkgo forest, is experience and perception of vitality good place.