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Posted: Sun 11:16, 29 May 2011 Post subject: Left hand right hand |
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My childhood life full of drama, like the three years of east, west turbulent three decades, friends envy my happiness, I'm tired of the ups and downs that life, desire a real life, a were the real feelings, when their love one step into the plain area [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the heart suddenly quiet, not so nervous, and no great hope of cutting, when the two meet again, like that old couple, left hand like the right hand grip, but not the original gratifying [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but not that hot thoughts, and my heart has a way of saying no sadness, trance the sky every day, and large Benxiong stay together, is quiet, let him that cold little hand holding, walking in the street, standing on the street, blowing in the breeze that is not very cold.
Should the feeling must go to find love, that is, Good day, ten minutes, I will rely on him, so he accompanied me around the factory I turn around, quiet of the night , the two hand in hand, the shadow that occasionally overlap played under the lights intertwined intertwined, this time when I want to slow down, way longer, rounder moon, and only in that section of the road, I will be very happy enjoy the beauty of the night, enjoy the quiet between two people, but this time is very short, quickly, always put all the way to finish the moment, as if one was to get that taste of exquisite cuisine, bottomed out and had to go back with chagrin and dismay.
dormitory, and two people call, it is necessary to play every night before bed, more of a feel like a habit, an early night and over, routinely, with no previous trivial, but also not seen at that time to accept defeat, but also eliminates the need for even the night, this time, hang up the phone, but also share the same taste with the previous broken.
Su Qin said: a woman's love, hope twenty-four hours, seven days a week hope, hope that the year three hundred sixty-five days, men love, but want only eight hours, the only weekend two days, only seven days of annual leave within a year, in fact, not all, women just want to accompany her in a vulnerable side when, in a time to speak with him, and hope the man she loves, Just a lot of time, that man will not have much patience, as long together, he is not willing to listen, and this time some girls will choose to transfer the object or complain, and self-esteem of girls with the same cat, will learn when the next vulnerability is not happy or find a place to rest their own, never say it, I was that self-esteem as a woman has a cat, which he hung up the phone a few times, I used to ramble in the words, instead of pulling him forever.
Some say: Love is a pile of nonsense, but nonsense and I like big Benxiong finished, the two people's feelings are like a long time home of the water, lost its warm, and occasionally from his mouth pop out of the situation in words, not the icing on the cake [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but nothing to measure my hand, I just think the hearts of the love life obliterated in a dull or trivial, some do not see the love I have lost enthusiasm for , with large Benxiong words, I have this feeling of frustration with, and as if regret it, I will not hesitate to eat. People a feeling of pain and itching does not want to pull, and a feeling of innocuous, tasteless people only, is irrelevant to our feelings, leaving only the responsibility and mutual heating if experienced too many The twists and turns, love is become a luxury, seen and heard over the past year, and now love the attitude of society, between men and women of the game, had devastated the heart of Plato, as many people call your hand [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and child marriage, has become a myth, I do not have the confidence to create the myth, the unconscious mind is also a separate high school, after all, love is not necessities of life.
If life has been quiet so go on, I think, one day I'll forget I have that kind of love, because it will forget the birthday with him, I burst into tears in the scene . Fortunately, life is a mass of flowing water, it operates day and night, unceasing.
night, very ordinary meeting, he threw his left hand, fastened my right hand, holding our fingers crossed, in the buckle of that moment came the hands of a strange feeling, as if did not hold too long, and my heart with trance, distracted walking in the street and when passing the river, although the river the day before yesterday saw me back in fear, when once again passed by, stopped, or look to the river, turbid the river, as seen the day before yesterday, or back, the fear is increasing, with large Benxiong my glum walked the streets of clothes, snack food can not catch my attention, he went to bought a newspaper, and I just stood outside the shop waiting, he came out he pulled put his left hand ring around my neck, I smoked a newspaper in his hand, fiercely fought, and he recovered quickly hands, just hit the lights in his hand, with the effect of reflection, I am surprised to seize his hand, I see that arm like fermented bread, gently touch, will concave.
he saw my face of doubt, indifference, said: touched a few days ago, nothing happened, and I deliberately let you know. And with that injured hand tightly in Woleyixia my right hand to make me feel at ease.
plump left hand holding it, and my heart has never been a sad and self-blame and hate their own carelessness, but also sad, actually hoping that injury in his hands. Has been a long time, goodbye heart had not the heart, that light, and looked up only to find out that the love is the solution to the blood, and mingled in the air, and can not see, or even touched, and only the sensitive can smell it off a sense of taste, just like the left hand right hand, share only with the heart will feel at ease and happiness.
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