2013年12月17日

To hear the water



Dream of reflection, floating in the clear water, with water ripples spread slowly. Branch . From breaking.

Listen, Youth passes as a fleeting wave., quality. Pu Wuhua.

I and you sit in the tree, green green, pneumatic inner. Looking at the river to the East. I ask them why leave in such a hurry? You just only smiled but did not reply. Listen, the flowers smell, sound; nestlings leave stinky incense; Wang, rushing back mountain. You and I were sitting in the tree, is troubled by trouble themselves to sleep, dream whispering? Who of virtual target?

Listen, Youth passes as a fleeting wave., a. To a greedy huan.

What's lost is lost. Immeasurably vast difference. God said. Spring is old, such as the gross rotten carpet, disturbing people Xu flurry. Waved, like God, may be like a god.

I buried it and he. I came back! When the teacher came into the classroom, he is always a '' child clang clang '' cried. Don't quarrel ah! I was always a lack of sleep appearance, looked at him, he what also don't say, come and touch my head. At noon, a group of men fought endlessly in the food line, get the girl next straight show the whites of eyes, made a pair of vomit. Very not easy to a bowl of noodles, he Pidianpidian Didese come, said: '' good face, let me have a bite, a mouthful, OK? '' Also took my arm and. Think about it, a 1.8 meters big boy stand in front of you like a baby, can you say what? Helpless, had to let him taste, but really, speak a mouth, a mouth end, bowl, also There is not much left. Subsequently, the restaurant also staged a reality version of the speed and passion. Dadanaonao, he and I together will youth buried!

Listen carefully, Youth passes as a fleeting wave., in. Water riverbank.

She and I together record ridden adolescent. She wrote this sentence: '' we are walking in the long dream child, walking in the road, perhaps forever, may deviate from the." My reply is: "young and frivolous, we have a common birth and death, but there are dreams, insist, joys and sorrows, and youth, against a different rhythm of drums, regarding the life, has lost the magnificent and solemn and stirring!"

"Easy to have it changed people, but the people have changed."

"Gather your rosebuds while you may, not treatsblossomless spatial booklet."

That is, two children with childish language to communicate "thought", sometimes, resonance has gone beyond the sound itself significance. Telepathy this match, perhaps in the end, perhaps in the end by his soul, adolescent and I raged in the white paper, very happy.

Listen to the water, the taste of the time. Be reduced to fragments in the recollection, we and the youth, life, on the other side!
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