Everyone is a colorful life in desperate pursuit, exhausting, just to find life's sweet! However, real life is not people think of as perfect, as busy and fragmented life stepped in, the sinking of the heart full of dedication and began swaying in the autumn, to understand life is actually acting: busy Sometimes, lonely sometimes! Who in the enduring stage in life? Ever lasting smile bloom? As the years of life will eventually drift away gradually withered, unable to live in time clutching the arm, only to stand as bleak lonely monument! Nevertheless, through the inability of the eyes, still diligently looking for something? Is the money? Is the reputation? Is the value of life? Is the hope? Is full of passion? After all, is not known, after all, different for each person's life, different world view, the goal is somewhat different! However, anyone keen to trace the life mottled can fly heady "no regrets"! Walk until the old time look back to life in a wheelchair footprint, still able to shine the most gratifying and most brilliant smile, which is the most beautiful chapter in life!
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"No victories", that is a good interpretation of the start of the hardships, but also revealed the successful people should have the mental qualities: the face of difficulties, not retreat, but should know how to bear after the turn the tide of the struggle! Failure again and again, again and again injured! Scarred struggling in deep sorrow the edge. Impasse in the deep depths of the soul can still feel the faint flashes of dim light Nama, though not dazzling, but it can stir the heart of the resurgence, pick ourselves up again with the cruel reality of waging a fierce battle was! The bright red exposed wound, no scar, but also face the challenge after another, this is a reality of how cruel? Not retreat, once selected the back, everything would all come to naught had! Do not know, this is forced by the situation? Comes from the courage of perseverance? Thinking of carrying a heavy burden, the rebirth of the shuttle in the suffering of the earth! Too tired, too painful, too sad, shed tears! This is all in all not only can not let the inner yield strong as iron, but enhanced the determination to overcome all hardships! "Sunshine after the storm", as riddled ushered inside Hope in the success, the share of ecstatic feeling, head out silently, bursting out with due calm, writing a magnificent life of song!...seo|
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2010年9月18日星期六
The Miracle of Love
Each time, remember that true story, my eyes will not help but fills in tears, as if touched by countless bursts of waves, faint ripples.
It is said that the medical history of a rare miracle.
It happened in 1948, a transatlantic ships, and there is a young father with his little daughter, go and join his wife in the United States.
Sea, a calm, magnificent twilight alternating dark cloud. This one morning, a man was sitting in the cabin Xiaoping Guo, a sudden violent shaking the boat, a sudden drop a knife to his clothes. Involuntary man fell to the floor, whole body trembling, his lips white instant Ukraine.
Year-old daughter was terrified father instantaneous changes, screaming and flapping in the past wanted to help him, he smiled and pushed her daughter's little hands: "no harm, just fell over." And then gently pick up knife, slowly got up slowly, unnoticed like, with a blade on a thumb Kaiqu blood.
Three days later, a man singing a lullaby for his daughter every night as usual, early in the morning as she tied a beautiful bow, take her to the sea of blue. Like as ever, but the little girl still can not note every minute of his father even more debilitating than a minute before the pale, his eyes looking to the sea level was so sad then.
Arrived on the eve of the men came to her side, her daughter said: "Tomorrow, when saw his mother, tell mother I love her."
Her face puzzled asked: "But you should see her tomorrow, why do not you own these words to tell her?"
Man smiled, leaned over, her brow deeply printed in the next kiss....
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It is said that the medical history of a rare miracle.
It happened in 1948, a transatlantic ships, and there is a young father with his little daughter, go and join his wife in the United States.
Sea, a calm, magnificent twilight alternating dark cloud. This one morning, a man was sitting in the cabin Xiaoping Guo, a sudden violent shaking the boat, a sudden drop a knife to his clothes. Involuntary man fell to the floor, whole body trembling, his lips white instant Ukraine.
Year-old daughter was terrified father instantaneous changes, screaming and flapping in the past wanted to help him, he smiled and pushed her daughter's little hands: "no harm, just fell over." And then gently pick up knife, slowly got up slowly, unnoticed like, with a blade on a thumb Kaiqu blood.
Three days later, a man singing a lullaby for his daughter every night as usual, early in the morning as she tied a beautiful bow, take her to the sea of blue. Like as ever, but the little girl still can not note every minute of his father even more debilitating than a minute before the pale, his eyes looking to the sea level was so sad then.
Arrived on the eve of the men came to her side, her daughter said: "Tomorrow, when saw his mother, tell mother I love her."
Her face puzzled asked: "But you should see her tomorrow, why do not you own these words to tell her?"
Man smiled, leaned over, her brow deeply printed in the next kiss....
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Fireworks deep, lonely flower
I still dream of it, Pili fireworks crackling sound awakened me. Quietly raving in my heart and soul that it is the magnificent fireworks bloom.
Oh, fireworks, fireworks. Red Dust, Red Dust. Fireworks in the mortal world, like the Red fireworks, fireworks illusory dream nobody open.
My dream Qingyin shallow, my Spiritual bandit bandit.
I walk out from the faint Songs come from? According to Yin as it gently in a dream, "I will carry on Archives, willow by Iridium, now I come to think, rain and snow started falling"; I am a woman that Plucking it? I was in the spring of fiber unfamiliar wilderness Plucking waiting for my beloved, go slowly?
Perhaps I am a woman that adopt GE. Eddy eddy water 's edge in the distribution of the blue pick-smelling wild vine wild chrysanthemum, slightly yin of "One day not seeing, such as the March Xi." Iraqis waiting for me since Ting Example edge slowly coming?
Maybe I'm just the Tsing Yi Su Yen farm woman, very quiet but hard at doing things. On foreign affairs foreign object unintentionally cruel.
However, the dream has in it the sound of Yo Yo Luming was cut move, moved into a fireworks place, the sound of firecrackers. Intrigue fantasy is my life and life shattered, came to this piece of fireworks cloud dream.
Broken. I heard the hissing Duanlie Sheng, I hear beeping sound denudation. Patch of residues in the tobacco heart broken to pieces by drunken dream.
Perhaps that very long ago, in our ancient sulfur nitrate to create fireworks when there was that the embryonic form of human society. When one day to discharge fireworks in the sky, the share of gorgeous erosion have attracted all the joy of life and life to seek the life of the United States. Then there was the Red splendid fireworks bustle of a large pool of such reputation.
But why? Why in my life, I was in the depths of a kind fireworks collapse of loneliness? Seems to have all the world's fireworks extravaganza in my mind, but also increasingly by the cool water can not be my loneliness.
Fireworks sounded in the moment, I see not the magnificent fireworks rosemary, I only see pain and Plaintive broken heart.
Fireworks in the Red, is a kind of beauty in the extreme, is a noble extension. Deep Red Dust, fireworks blur. All are Taishou look for as long as the higher Ang head, the chest quite the more direct, that life in the Red fireworks will be more brightly the more elegant the better.
Oh, magnificent fireworks bloom in the sky, drunk all of the children's hearts Yang concept, Minato gratifying lost children of all views. But the joy of the Red that busy, that bright, but good life. But why to hold the fireworks all heart? Because each and lonely hearts are yearning for a busy festive? Because every life is lonely lonely?
However, only that the only me, when fireworks of a sudden, I was suddenly that sheds tears, tears far away. I could not bear to see is so beautiful day King was broken in my eyes too is so thoroughly blurred. Eventually, even the first patch of color are looking for Sky not, and regret regret blasted in my heart faint patches of mottled.
The body into the depths of that piece of downtown, in the mortal world to walk, walk that you even lose his way home. The question over and over again with my own: I going? Where an extension of my way?
Faint depressed looking. That piece of the King of the bright and bustling neon-like is not my world, should not belong to me, not the show in my eyes. I hastily find a breakthrough as omitted. Those fireworks extravaganza was how beautiful, how gorgeous, I have more deep lonely, how sad.
When everyone in the mortal world to find the depth of the bloom of fireworks, I was outside looking for me in the Red lonely flower bloom.
Maybe life is gifted with the inferior humble, so prosperous interpretation can not stand Jasper, so see through that piece of Gongchoujiaocuo substance. Also it can not interpret that part of flower wit and life histories. Red Dust, I like the anxious degree of a rickety log bridge for years without repair, the fragile body bobbing in the pack with unsteadily to stepped through. Fact is that I do not wish to look back on a look.
I did not have time for such pursuits can be watched while walking, riding side-yin side. I have no talent nor interest. Cyangugu, I can not stand the Red's 1000 sail past the best, grown up on a steel frame and its capability of copper itself. I just want to go back to my Yo Yo Deer, Kuino of Ping in. Dream my share of slow flow For the Millennium feelings....
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Oh, fireworks, fireworks. Red Dust, Red Dust. Fireworks in the mortal world, like the Red fireworks, fireworks illusory dream nobody open.
My dream Qingyin shallow, my Spiritual bandit bandit.
I walk out from the faint Songs come from? According to Yin as it gently in a dream, "I will carry on Archives, willow by Iridium, now I come to think, rain and snow started falling"; I am a woman that Plucking it? I was in the spring of fiber unfamiliar wilderness Plucking waiting for my beloved, go slowly?
Perhaps I am a woman that adopt GE. Eddy eddy water 's edge in the distribution of the blue pick-smelling wild vine wild chrysanthemum, slightly yin of "One day not seeing, such as the March Xi." Iraqis waiting for me since Ting Example edge slowly coming?
Maybe I'm just the Tsing Yi Su Yen farm woman, very quiet but hard at doing things. On foreign affairs foreign object unintentionally cruel.
However, the dream has in it the sound of Yo Yo Luming was cut move, moved into a fireworks place, the sound of firecrackers. Intrigue fantasy is my life and life shattered, came to this piece of fireworks cloud dream.
Broken. I heard the hissing Duanlie Sheng, I hear beeping sound denudation. Patch of residues in the tobacco heart broken to pieces by drunken dream.
Perhaps that very long ago, in our ancient sulfur nitrate to create fireworks when there was that the embryonic form of human society. When one day to discharge fireworks in the sky, the share of gorgeous erosion have attracted all the joy of life and life to seek the life of the United States. Then there was the Red splendid fireworks bustle of a large pool of such reputation.
But why? Why in my life, I was in the depths of a kind fireworks collapse of loneliness? Seems to have all the world's fireworks extravaganza in my mind, but also increasingly by the cool water can not be my loneliness.
Fireworks sounded in the moment, I see not the magnificent fireworks rosemary, I only see pain and Plaintive broken heart.
Fireworks in the Red, is a kind of beauty in the extreme, is a noble extension. Deep Red Dust, fireworks blur. All are Taishou look for as long as the higher Ang head, the chest quite the more direct, that life in the Red fireworks will be more brightly the more elegant the better.
Oh, magnificent fireworks bloom in the sky, drunk all of the children's hearts Yang concept, Minato gratifying lost children of all views. But the joy of the Red that busy, that bright, but good life. But why to hold the fireworks all heart? Because each and lonely hearts are yearning for a busy festive? Because every life is lonely lonely?
However, only that the only me, when fireworks of a sudden, I was suddenly that sheds tears, tears far away. I could not bear to see is so beautiful day King was broken in my eyes too is so thoroughly blurred. Eventually, even the first patch of color are looking for Sky not, and regret regret blasted in my heart faint patches of mottled.
The body into the depths of that piece of downtown, in the mortal world to walk, walk that you even lose his way home. The question over and over again with my own: I going? Where an extension of my way?
Faint depressed looking. That piece of the King of the bright and bustling neon-like is not my world, should not belong to me, not the show in my eyes. I hastily find a breakthrough as omitted. Those fireworks extravaganza was how beautiful, how gorgeous, I have more deep lonely, how sad.
When everyone in the mortal world to find the depth of the bloom of fireworks, I was outside looking for me in the Red lonely flower bloom.
Maybe life is gifted with the inferior humble, so prosperous interpretation can not stand Jasper, so see through that piece of Gongchoujiaocuo substance. Also it can not interpret that part of flower wit and life histories. Red Dust, I like the anxious degree of a rickety log bridge for years without repair, the fragile body bobbing in the pack with unsteadily to stepped through. Fact is that I do not wish to look back on a look.
I did not have time for such pursuits can be watched while walking, riding side-yin side. I have no talent nor interest. Cyangugu, I can not stand the Red's 1000 sail past the best, grown up on a steel frame and its capability of copper itself. I just want to go back to my Yo Yo Deer, Kuino of Ping in. Dream my share of slow flow For the Millennium feelings....
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