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Books, a slice of ginkgo biloba slipped off.
I bend to pick up, like this when he graduated from junior high school sit at the same table to me, write on the back "take good care, friend!" Don't remember whether gutty want to cry impulse, but now, the withered and yellow leaf is already drops of tears. Remember, there's a kind of mood is moved.
For a long time, I seem to have forgotten touched of taste, is my heart is cold, and my heart was something irrelevant with no space?
Once had a friend wrote to me such a words: "we will miss, not because of miss, but two missing words in our life - moved." Indeed, our heart no longer sensitive, we no longer collect up around a spark touched, only when we miss it, when looking back, only to find that we really lost a lot of the original.
Someone complain that this world can be touched of things less and less. But, as long as we settled down to think about, you will find, in fact touched an ever-present, everywhere.
Read tired, the parents peel apples for us, is moved; Thirsty, friends help you back to have a glass of water, is moved; When depressed, get a relief, is moved; Happy, have a friend to share the happiness together with you, is moved; Ordinary day, received a small blessing, even if it's just a piece of petals, a leaf, also touched...
People ah, every day by how many ordinary things move! Maybe, sometimes it was because of their extraordinary that let us turn a blind eye. Have such a words: "people will be touched, because he lives with love." World of mortals have love, human beings, we have again what reason to let commonplaces covered our eyes to feel touched of taste?
What is moving? One thousand people have one thousand kind of answer. But, no matter who, all can't have no love for a person to say what is moved. Because touched not with the mouth say it out, but carefully to taste.
Moved, such as refreshing oasis. Drink oasis and our heart became transparent clear and bright.
Moved, such as smoked drunk sea breeze. Feel the sea breeze, our mind becomes pure and spacious.
Moved, such as the heart to fold the white snow. Appreciate the snow, our hearts become quiet and peaceful.
When the world has not touched of footprint, it goes into a frozen world. Cold and heartless.
Friend, please put the heart out of the mud! Please make a little space to host it's enough to make our life moved aftertaste!