http://wwmugoucom/user3//archives//shtml [image] http://photoimgqqcom/cgibin/loadpic2vefy=M6QnwvyHx6MGcpMuXN8QDD Birds of summer come to my window to sing, and fly away the yellow leaves of tumn. They have nothing to sing. With a gup of little vagrants in the world, they fall there, leaving yo footpnts in my world.
The world plucks its vastness for its love The mask world becomes all as a song, such as the eternal kiss is the tears of the earth, which makes the ile bloom here. The boundless desert is bning for the love of a piece of green grass. It shakes its head and flies away with a ile.
If you miss the sun, you shed tears. You also miss the stars. The sand on yo way beg for yo song, yo flow, dancing water, you will To carry their bden? Like the rain at night, lingeng in my dream.
When we dream that we are uneasy with each other, we wake up to find that we are dear to each other. Sorw calms down in my heart, like the eternal tree in silence. Some invisible fingers, such as the lazy breeze, are playing the music of pples in my ears.
What language are you talking about? The ocean is the language of eternal questions. What is the answer? The sky is the language of eternal silence, my heart, listen to the whispers of the world, it is coting you. The mystery of creation is like the darkness of darkness, the night is great, the illusion of knowledge is like the morning mist.
Don't let yo love sit on the cliff, becse it is very high. I sit at the window this morning, the world stops for a moment like a passer-by, nods to me, and then goes there. The little thoughts are the rustle of leaves.
They whisper happily in my mind what you are, you can't see, you see To yo shadow, my wishes are stupid, they shout in yo song, my , let me listen, I can't choose the best, the best choose me.
A new Yorker was forced to take a day off to attend a all traffic summons. Later in the afternoon, when his name was called, he waited ho after ho for the case to be heard, and he became increasingly restless. He stood in fnt of the judge and heard that the cot was going to be suspended until the rest of the afternoon, and he had to do that.
He came back the next day, he yelled at the judge, his honor was also plagued by a bong day, a sharp question and a loud $20 contempt of cot, which is why he noticed the man checking his wallet, and the judge gave in. Well, you don't have to pay now Yes, the young man replied, I know, but I just want to see if I have enough o words.
The birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away; the yellow leaves of tumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with the siboard of a gup of little vagrants in the world, leaving yo footpnts in my world. The world has taken off its mask of vastness for its love, and it has become as all as a song, like an eternal kiss, the tears of the earth, which make the ile here bloom and vast The desert is bning for the love of a piece of green grass, it is swaying its head here, lghing and flying away. If you miss the sun, you will miss the stars, the sand in yo way beg for yo song and yo flow, dancing water, would you like to bear their bden, her eager face, like the rain at night, lingers in my dream.
Once we dream that we are irrelevant, wake up to find that we are dear to each other, sadness calms down in my heart, like the eternal in the Silent Woods, some invisible fingers, like the lazy breeze, playing the music of the pples in my ears. What is yo language? What is the language of the eternal question, O sea, and what is the answer? The sky is the language of eternal silence. Listen, my heart, in the whispeng of the world that makes love with you, the mystery of creation is like the darkness of the night, it is a great illusion of knowledge, just like the fog of the morning.
Don't sit yo love on the cliff becse it is very high. I sit in fnt of my window this morning, the world is like a passer-by, stop to nod to me, and then walk there. The little thoughts are leaves Rustling, they whisper merly in my mind, what you can't see is yo shadow, my wish is stupid, they shout in yo song, my , let me just listen, I can't choose the best, the best choose me.