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Post n°11 pubblicato il 27 Aprile 2013 da luoyerose
At 2 PM on May 19, 28 points, National Day of mourning, the steps of time stop at this point.
mulberry bags across the country there was a roar, and at the moment, I bow in silence, for in the sichuan wenchuan earthquake dead silence, filled in our cities, in addition to noise, there are a lot of tears. Facing the end of life, facing the opposite a collapse of the building, face themselves burned after the earthquake, my heart is in pain, sounds to me that this 3 minutes of chirp is how unpleasant, is like a sharp knife hurt everyone's nerves.
I'm standing at the school gate, stopped.
Back to the classroom, the teacher is playing the song "let the world filled with love". "Gently hold your hand, no matter in the eyes in the sky, sincerely I wish for you, wish you peace and happiness... Song finished, but my heart still in tears.
Teacher SOB to say to us: "the classmates, don't be sad. Everything will be past, natural disasters,mulberry handbags human beings are unpredictable, but in the catastrophe, the most need is our unity, unity is strength to go to face, we should use our hands, to contribute own strength, for sichuan refuels! Cheer for China!" Suddenly, the classroom is a thunderous applause. I turned to look at the sit at the same table, at the moment, she has been crying! Yes, look at his home in an instant into ruins, the in the mind of the pluripotent by! Let her free to vent bouncing down already a long time of sadness! I gently patted her on the shoulder.
"Heaven will drop behind the ears so they too, will first frustrates, harasses, hungry its always..." I couldn't help thinking of mencius in the article. At this moment, I do not know who it was, in the back seat, Shouting out "China come on!" The whole class under his call, also loudly shout out "China refueling" four word. My thoughts at the moment to stop, mulberry bags sale can not consider their own image, hysterically Shouting, yelling.
This disaster once again did not take apart of the Chinese nation! The Chinese people use their strength to "China" two words make the best interpretation. We should pick up the dead unfinished wishes, to our compatriots lost sadness into a steady stream of power, in the rubble to find a bright road.
At 14:28 on this moment, all the passers-by stopped!
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Post n°10 pubblicato il 26 Aprile 2013 da luoyerose
mulberry bag of the examination, early in the morning, the wind slowly blowing from the window, let me feel cold. I a person eat a simple breakfast, empty big house, only my shadow stood by me. Next door that aunt told son speak kind words, warm spread the laughter of his grandpa's grandmother is full of hope. I turned and opened the door, went out quickly. "Daughter, my father has a project to connect, your own heart." Dad to the phone yesterday, and I earned his money go to, the value of his works. I gently wipe the tears... I complain, I hate, I'm lonely.
Full of old cartons, beer bottles in front of the tricycle is uphill, a full face of vicissitudes of the uncle, bent, struggling to pull. I run a few steps to help him push the car, he looked back at me, face full of gratitude, I reluctantly smiled.
On the slope, he stopped, see my hand stationery bag, ask: "wench, examination?" mulberry bags lower the head "yes". He said: "my son also tests today, see you I also nervous for him. Are you a person?" I nodded callous. He said: "my son is a man, I went to also useless, it is better to DORA several car goods, tuition add trouble!" He is embarrassed to scratch scratch one's head, and said to me the words of blessing, push the cart disappeared in the brume.
Looked at flourishing business street, uncle repeating in my head, I thought of my father, my father is at a banquet on regardless of the pain in my stomach now, drinking the blood of wine? Whether with smile, for the waist fat belly round alien friends cigarettes give tea? If he is wearing yellow hard hats, hovering on the project just started, contemplating the project and can make how many money? He is wearing only the suit... My heart ache, slowly shaking... Yeah, dad worked so hard to make money, does not seem to be for his own!
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Post n°9 pubblicato il 26 Aprile 2013 da luoyerose
On one side of the table, it is I; mulberry bags play chess teacher opposite, from studies; The middle, is a chess game. I play with the teacher, in an attempt to find out the answers to life.
This dish chess, I would like to win. The first step, how to go? I am indecisive, the master said, "bow down well, can be set globally." I go where? Yes, I go where? The road ahead seems to have been blocked by the heavy fog, I according to the window stare, mottled visible a solitary in call I go to the movie, who is he, is the god of fortune, or is the god of fate? I'm at a loss. Go ahead, road or to go! How can I stagnation because of fear. Chess sets 1 of "pa".
War soon entered the white-hot state, one black one white galloping on the board, inextricably. But, I can see you,mulberry handbags already underdogs, my "a dragon" is in crisis and a hiatus, aggressive push to me. What should I do? Yes, what shall I do? The road ahead, no doubt, is full of risks, but this "dragon" in which I want to keep, I have to go the dangerous road, I can't turn back, only go all out. Maybe I was black and blue all over, maybe I will burn out, but only do our best, will have the chance to win, I am calm, pieces fall firmly...
"Pa", the last pieces falling, I lost, the dragon, after all, have not escaped the fate of being encirclement and suppression. I lost. Heart is a blank, a cold heart. All confidence seems to be a flash away, never come back. Changes in the expression can escape the teacher's eyes. "I lost." My wry smile. "Yes, you lost again." Teacher pause, wise eyes swept down from my body and said, "but this is just a chess game, chess in life is not a plate can be finished." : I looked at the teacher, "teacher is said..." Teacher to pick up pieces, while said: "many chess, uncertain, kaleidoscope, such as the stars in the sky make a person dazzling. But who will lose, will win, and what is important is how to think about winning or losing, to know how to win more, in the future, there are many plate model under waiting for you to strive to!"
The teacher's words, such as wake Hu initiation, my door was open; Life is like chess, black and white alternate with, lose win, never say die! I didn't think,mulberry bags sale cheat for a long time problem, resolved in a plate of mold. That time, I am inspired!
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Post n°8 pubblicato il 26 Aprile 2013 da luoyerose
Nature showers stop, mulberry bags send to a rainbow of angel, dress up this beautiful sky. ?
To my house after the storm, only scattered fragments of the plates and two head against beasts. War again and again, a day to upgrade, once gentle mother hysteria, elegance of the past father stringy. Shrouded in smoke terror throughout the home, "go to court", "don't want to!" DaMaSheng a lot, I can only hide in his cabin in panic, bite a piping sobbed. ?
The floor of my room is colorful, when when decorating, dad but spend a lot of thought. Sunshine through the window all the down, could reflect red, green, yellow, and blue so much color, just like the rainbow come into my home. Since I was young, I like the color of the sun, the smell of sunshine. Home also on the cabinet on the drawing when I was a kid "mom and dad is the sun I am flower" of a beautiful crayons. ?
"Don't bullshit!" "Unreasonable!" "mulberry handbags "With broken Windows, outside making again. I know my life without sunshine, and the sun does not belong to me, the rainbow more does not belong to me.
The storm of the outside seems to be stopped. Eerily quiet, a bit of a dead silence. Can hear the clock on the wall the second hand moving voice. ?
Suddenly, someone knocked on my door, it is the parents, must be the father of her daughter not to eat, must be mother to ask my transcript. I get out of bed, quickly ran to the door... ?
No, don't hurry to open the door, I'm going to wash the tears go, they must be made up. Life can not always?mulberry bags sale don't blame them. I want to put on the pink dress, they must have felt a little sorry for me, want to with me go to the supermarket, or see a movie, then go to I like Kentucky Fried chicken... A stream of warm current surges, I opened the door easily. ?
Mom and dad the black face standing in front of me, I smile in the convergence, until stiff stood there with his mouth open. They were almost in chorus I ask: "do you want to go with who?!" ?
I think legs in soft, head, suddenly collapsed on the floor of the discus. I know that the sun does not belong to me, the rainbow don't come to my home!
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Post n°7 pubblicato il 19 Aprile 2013 da luoyerose
Since the childhood, mulberry bag was not a good boy: often lack of homework, ran out to play after school, mom and dad said: "this child......" On the junior high school, I was teacher and classmate crown in the name of "difference", the passage of time I have a group of friends "difference". We play computer and sing together, together we noisy and fight, and with the support of collective, we are more than a pet phrase: "I'm poor I am afraid who." Yes, since we are difference, that we also afraid of?
I have a friend who is a computer whiz, programming or a small KISS, the kind of master level he has reached can make viruses, it's a pity that he is a difference, so his computer technology as given by the teacher, later, he played truant. There is also a friend, his painting is very good, dare not to say crazy, but is lifelike, it's a pity that he is a difference. Then, it took him two hours to draw painting teacher wasn't glance at glance at all. Later, mulberry bags never saw him drawing, he drew a hand by his scar.
Is ah! We are poor, we would like to express themselves, but only more black sheep eye; We also want to attract the attention of the teacher, but only one or two lukewarm response; We have performed better than, but not sure; We have hope, like newspaper said that the teacher and classmates to help you, but all is the story. We don't know what honor, also don't know if and how good record, we dare not entertain wild hope. Because we decree by destiny is always standing on the platform of examination. That inner loneliness, that hide under the desolate, play, maybe is a good living of students can't understand the rest of my life. mulberry handbags intend to, as a girl said to me: mix one day at a time.
If you good student compared to the backbone of the motherland in the future, what we are? The coccyx? No use, encounter live very painful. Maybe, we have no future, because we are difference.
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il 19/04/2013 alle 20:33