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Posted: Thu 0:02, 07 Apr 2011 Post subject: Prose essays thoughts of spring |
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spring, birds are flying long grass; spring, willows million sash; spring, green as the sea; the spring, always filled with the soft flavor.
spring, orioles twitter ming; spring, lingering rain; spring [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], style contend; spring, always wander the restless screen.
Wanlv cut out when the spring silk sash [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], you reveals a clever and ethereal, gorgeous and warm stay in the Hang Cao Jian River, on the morning twilight; when the peach blossom beauty Johnson Yen, you're indifferent to the unique silent, the luxuriant stretch the charming, beautiful floating in the holy; when the branches sang the oriole's song children mildly, when the swallows shuttling between the curl of smoke time, crooning Lovers,
warm spring day, dangling tip Apricot wine Lianer, drunk a Red Cloud, a Sao Spring drunk [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], drunk, falling in love with the water views. I want to write one for you, a sense of heaven and earth in the poem, more like for you to fill in a fresh and graceful Que words [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], smile in the flute, the dependency spend the share of red-hot truth. Harrier a paper kite in the green grass rising from the lawn, in the space Fangfei whipped. If you are a kite that flutters, I am the one who fly the thread, no matter how far you fly, fly high, my hands Flanagan pink silk affects all of your heart; and I if it wind waves kite, you are worried about my Flanagan thread, in my restless moment, you only need to gently pull one, I can breath-hold your breath, calm flight.
Spring east, flow out of the seasons, flow out of yesterday's charming fantasy, happy tears into my eyes, hot truth into my heart. Because of you, I no longer helpless and depressed yesterday, no longer the lonely and dejected yesterday, setting the thoughts flying dreams, dry heart burst out of the vitality of spring, summer passion, autumn remains charming, winter ethereal and enchanting.
rhymes and action in the spring, I changed back like a baby, sucking the vitality out of the spring overflowing.
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