2011年1月4日星期二

Spring, the sun never sets

Spring, the sun never sets

Since when do not know, I like to tell you the spring, I enjoy it very much. I do not know why, so arrogant in 2009 to leave, take a Sentimental and publicity of the high school and my first silly love.
In 2010, thanks to the widespread frustration in my new year new start, looking back once Homecoming, like a dream gorgeous exciting me the most memorable was nothing more than a silly love.
I think I should write something to commemorate it, no, it should be a memorial,
From the beginning to now I have this feeling extremely devout;
I am from the beginning to now is so deeply in love with you;
What right now I do not have to tell you this, from breaking up to the present total is sixty nine days, I do not know how he is these days to spend.
I have always been self-deception that you love me, I have been convinced that my love for you has not changed,
I always expect that one day you will return back to me, I have too many words not to say to you, I have a lot of waiting and you wish to achieve together;
I always avoided the topic about you, I have been self-righteous that I still have a chance, you say I do not believe you, in fact, I believe you are far better than to believe in myself;
I've always believed you;
I have always believe that you love me;
I've always believed all you said to me, then;
So I never gave up on you, I admire his stubborn insistence that, I always believe in your heart, I will have a my own place.
I put no space what about this love, because I do not want before you walk into despair. I do love you, this has never happened before feeling
I put your picture into the Lo side of the spring, every time the Internet I will see over and over again, I put the frame in a drawer, wiping the spotless every day. Every night I regard the puppets hanging on the phone on the pillow, opened his eyes can see, like to see you. I have so many good wishes to you about, I have so many dreams for you bloom, I have so many things want to tell you, I hope you forgive my fault ... ever ...
Someone once said it right, what has the world's only is not "if" ... ...
In the eyes of others so I always loose, always so casually, as if no one has ever said I was single-minded, huh, huh, in fact, truly love someone, all the love in her body were not enough, that there is excess love in the second person who's been an excuse for sex, so love a person enough.
Since breaking up these days, every day I expect a reunion with you, I wake up early every day, and then lying in bed thinking of you, well, sometimes really hate myself, why then do not cherish until we have lost regret has no meaning
They told me the day you meet their own happiness, I felt a pain, the kind of piercing, just like you just broke up with me the day, I know, all my wishes are self-deception, I All the ideas are self-righteous, I do not want to share with others, so I always like to look for them in those days to drink alcohol may be the only anesthesia where I can temporarily forget you, I studied psychology, supposedly I should be very easy to get out from that state, but I have already shaken things on the books, this time my heart is always heavy and did not dare to Xiangju the information, they can not chat with Yao Hui, much less dare to think of you.

Out of reality, begins to change

Out of reality, begins to change

Cultivation is intended to leave the troubles of the world to the place of immortals to live, the Millennium sector, years sector, industry is immortal life in Paradise where the question is, how can we leave the world clearly, but also clearly and simply go there?
This chapter to talk about the gods by the people into one of the secrets.
Features all of the perceived product of our consciousness, our perception of the universe relative to Vientiane are virtual, not reality, virtual image with the consciousness of these changes is uncertain unreal, illusory, we grasp could not cloud, it could not reach the Earth, on the complex phenomenon of human society can not do anything, because all this is a reflection of divine and human consciousness, the reason why we came to earth, this is not the fault of the gods and others, but we creating awareness of the results.
The tall buildings of the city that is the product of our consciousness, we use computers, telephones, mobile phones, transport, food and clothing materials, and so are the people with the product of consciousness, and if people do not have this awareness, all this is not birth, monkeys and apes and other manufacturing cities, could have no computers and the key is they do not have this awareness.
Whether built reservoirs, nuclear power plants, particle accelerators, space stations, etc., are also the product of human consciousness, our reality is our own making, we have what kind of awareness, we will have what kind of real phase.
Parents, children, friends and family is created by our consciousness, if our consciousness does not exist in these relationships, then we will not come to earth. We married because we want to get married, have children because we want to have children, if we do not want to get married, do not want to have children, then married and have children would not have happened to us.
A thief theft occurs it is because of his consciousness theft, a gentleman not to steal because he never had theft awareness, Mao became president because he wants to be President of the consciousness, the billionaire has been able to have money is wanted to have his mind so much wealth. Why are people so poor the Mao Zedong era, it is because the leaders are mostly poor people are born, they never thought of consciousness seen better days, China's reform and opening up some people rich quick, it is because it Some people like rich, like to make money, after ten years of reform and opening up the original is still the Chairman of the poor down and out the main

Love forever

Love forever

That year, I was eighteen years old, the third year, fell in love with a girl named Wang Fei.
Wang Fei is a cultural and class members, she born with a golden voice, singing like the sweet lark. I was initially attracted by her singing of. It was a spring evening, the setting sun throwing, Fei walking on the campus lawn, her body beautiful, long hair Rubao, her Life on a String: "Mandarin Duck Amphibious Flying butterflies, beauties of springtime fides drunk ... ..." That moment, I am intoxicated. Wang Fei has began to pay attention.
Wang Fei's character happy and pure, sweet face, always wearing a smile. A boy gave her the nickname "happy angel." Many boys to write her a note about her out to dinner, or watching movies. She politely refused. Her pure, Xin Jing sway me more, and finally one day, I wrote a note, sneaking into Fei's textbook folder.
Wang Fei did not expect even a reply. Somewhere, there is something of a telepathic link the two young hearts. From fish to birds depart, mesmerized.
Wang Fei love reading, I love reading, there are many common languages.
That night, moonlight. We Meet, came the Crescent River Campus, Advantage and Pattern of Liu Ying in the light wind, we have a first kiss.
Then, Wang Fei gently let go of my hand. Fei looked up, looked at me seriously, I saw the stars shining in her eye. Wang Fei said: "Now, we must break up."
"Why?" I was taken aback, distraught and said, "Yes we've just begun."
"We should concentrate on studying up." Fei sounds small, it is unusual said firmly, "and admitted to the university, and we have officially fall in love, okay?"
Despite the discomfort, I nodded, Wang Fei's meaning is very aware that we must be accountable to each other, but also for their future responsibility.
With power, I will double my efforts to learn. Finally, I was admitted to the dream of Peking University.
Get the admission notice of the time, my heart seems to give birth to a pair of wings and fly towards the Mang Ling, it is the home of Wang Fei.
August, the hot, I rode an old bike in, after more than four hours, found the home of Wang Fei. Sweat soaked clothes, I dropped a bike, walked into the door that the quiet pace of foam door.