13 Jul 2009 - 15:28:47
Glittering day
At three o'clock before dawn, I sit on the floor, do not still feel in the least tired obliquly in accordance with the edge of bed. Have peppermint smog of fragrance curl up quiet, until clear and empty brain. Leave layer upon layer of a burst of is attacked like wave surged on bottom of heart sour sweet life passage.
This kind of feeling makes me fix lightly, quiet!
Have no intention of rushing into my world sparkling and crystal-clear solo dance in the soft light of the desk lamp of little winged insect, I want, tell it,etc. outside have light I open door let it fly back windowsill odd clump green faint house those.
Remembering the heavy rain of the afternoon a few days ago, I stand outside the door, some raindrop blows and falls on one's body, it is small and pleasantly surprised that this can be regarded as rainy season what has been sent. A swallow stops leaving it on the clothing rope before eyes, it does not seem too much to me and lie between the base of a fruit, only busy hitting and paying attention to the moist feather safely. Except the little trouble of this point, I think it likes that rain as me.
Sunny to there is wind, often lie at the roof watching the stars in night. A glittering and brilliant and brilliant remote mystery that the unreasoning passion to now all the time flashes in they from singing the age of the children's song. Looking at them will think of a lot of dreams, for example stem from that yearning for an canvas: There is blue and green meadow where hillock rises and falls, the sheep group in vain, boundless blue sky and white cloud, if the ones that transmit from the distant place even has if the wooden guitar that does not have
Cover, down extended secluded path speed past, area blow a gust of wind in tree shade, feel it is an unparalleled thing that hair is flying upward, which closes eyes a small moment seems that must really be hovering. The mottled shade chased is the flower sea where the sunshine is watered out, that is the romantic feelings of earth, never the end. Different life
In scorching summer, sleep to heart's content and to heart's content at night when such cool breeze breezy bright moon is candid, think, waste a bit always, just as unwilling to lose ambience of " When you say nothing at all ", like, like in any case, oneself don't be reluctant!
The east dawn soon already, sleep all night, have smart gas think about these glittering days when the god, certainly still go to see the sunrise!
At three o'clock before dawn, I sit on the floor, do not still feel in the least tired obliquly in accordance with the edge of bed. Have peppermint smog of fragrance curl up quiet, until clear and empty brain. Leave layer upon layer of a burst of is attacked like wave surged on bottom of heart sour sweet life passage.
This kind of feeling makes me fix lightly, quiet!
Have no intention of rushing into my world sparkling and crystal-clear solo dance in the soft light of the desk lamp of little winged insect, I want, tell it,etc. outside have light I open door let it fly back windowsill odd clump green faint house those.
Remembering the heavy rain of the afternoon a few days ago, I stand outside the door, some raindrop blows and falls on one's body, it is small and pleasantly surprised that this can be regarded as rainy season what has been sent. A swallow stops leaving it on the clothing rope before eyes, it does not seem too much to me and lie between the base of a fruit, only busy hitting and paying attention to the moist feather safely. Except the little trouble of this point, I think it likes that rain as me.
Sunny to there is wind, often lie at the roof watching the stars in night. A glittering and brilliant and brilliant remote mystery that the unreasoning passion to now all the time flashes in they from singing the age of the children's song. Looking at them will think of a lot of dreams, for example stem from that yearning for an canvas: There is blue and green meadow where hillock rises and falls, the sheep group in vain, boundless blue sky and white cloud, if the ones that transmit from the distant place even has if the wooden guitar that does not have
Cover, down extended secluded path speed past, area blow a gust of wind in tree shade, feel it is an unparalleled thing that hair is flying upward, which closes eyes a small moment seems that must really be hovering. The mottled shade chased is the flower sea where the sunshine is watered out, that is the romantic feelings of earth, never the end. Different life
In scorching summer, sleep to heart's content and to heart's content at night when such cool breeze breezy bright moon is candid, think, waste a bit always, just as unwilling to lose ambience of " When you say nothing at all ", like, like in any case, oneself don't be reluctant!
The east dawn soon already, sleep all night, have smart gas think about these glittering days when the god, certainly still go to see the sunrise!
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