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gardenia

In life we often ignore the window edge of gardenia, and go in vain imagination must be more fragrant, fragrant flowers in the gardens as we clearly lives on a star, but always thought in the night sky stars like gems were shining brilliantly. Long life, we don't always think their life is always tough thorns continuously, and people's life is always full of fragrance of flowers? !However, no one can refuse to the pain, there is no life no are branded pain scars. Smiles of others may also be hidden deep in the pain, only in the quiet night, you have not heard his cry SOB.
Have you ever envied dongpo life? Yes, he happy you cliff, ZuiYin mountains, write down the passionate text illumination century. However, if you see his inner scars? As a person, he is shouldering the peaceful period, wife shadow children expect, but have suffered relegation. His rough, his depression, his pain, his helpless, have you seen it?
Yes, you have ignored in su shi's life pain, only to see his aura, saw the world respect and praise to him, so envious of his life, so hate their life pale and boring. When you know how to appreciate yourself, to smell the fragrance of gardenias next to the Windows?
Have you ever envy tao yuanming's life? Yes, he in tasting wine country, be on the lookout HanJu, live so natural and unrestrained at ease! However, if you feel his heart is helpless? He also has the ambition of convenience, but it cannot display, in the dark age hold the clashing of the wei-jin character, so he choose was born in the endless frustration. His helpless, his anxiety, his pain, do you understand?
Yeah, you never see, you just smell the willows shed before Mr HanJu fragrance, you just reveling in the landscape of nanshan, then you envy them life, at the same time against his life anxiety and fatigue. When you know how to look at your life joy, sniffing lattice edge gardenia fragrance?
Don't always think own life's woes, but someone else's life is full of sunshine, life of suffering is experience for everyone, but in life you will have the joy.
Face up to his own life, appreciate his fate, even if not fare well to also want to cool and calm. The river of history, no ship without injury. More hope tomorrow morning wake up, you can smile and go to a sniff on the lattice of gardenia, face and hand in photograph reflect, gardenia may constitute the most beautiful scenery in the world

Khe sanh travelled figure

Tell me when you are spirits, you decided to accept an invitation, water soft travel to another country, I feel a dizzy.
"This is not the way it should be. Know you do that? Have decided that you will belongs to the hills; Thick and some wooden conscientiously, even glow of an absolute gorgeous; Only here can you have true self - shouldn't have left.
But, I never open for you, because I am a mountain, you are in my face, can't find any answer. I just believe in fate, to you, I still stubbornly want to under an altar wine, expect each other's friendship to dense fermentation, radiate the light of eternity, and then he released to swing to the beautiful fragrance.
I can only use this way to keep you, is a great stratagem?
But, you seems to have no feeling, whereabouts increasingly erratic, I can't catch you. Finally one day, I thinks you are about to leave my line of sight, hard to rush in, had to put the heart a horizontal!
Seems to refuse to leave at dawn, and during the night when fixed inclined month horizon, don't call it sank. Then I cut the Gordian knot, a knife cut off the way - but you are still not open.
But your mind is made up to a strong man DuanWan courage, don't retreat to forward, into a waterfall!
Suddenly, a cloud cluster, and relentlessly read with my eyes.
Cliff ancient pine trees
So had been sticking to, standing in the same position. That kind of gesture, like a great philosopher in the mountain hermit. The mountains is always a man, I have been think so.
Legend, anyone who failed to live up to your feelings, so the gods will plant a tree in your heart. If so, the willing to live in the mountains, and trees, the company, what feelings?
Not cold lonely! Also didn't mean to do STH unconventional or unorthodox, just in the shadow, unwilling to ordinary factors hidden in the blood, leads him to upwards, going up, go to the cold quiet, lonely place. After dental laboratories, eventually into a cliff ancient pine trees, for life, climbing on the peak of the steep.
Height is always very cold, I know, but this is just another must have his own way. Cliff, after all, solitary, volley overlooking is still the most beautiful - the beauty of an extreme and desolate, and vigorous.
Don't ask me why, as if both of us as an infinitely many equations, overlap and dialysis to each other forever.
Actually, he is just a tree, a tree deep in my heart of dust ancient pine trees.
Eventful rocks
When the rapids down the waterfall, for his own success, is to indulge to sing, the bath with me, only silent speechless.
Just let him gorgeous splash, blinking in the sunlight.
Never utter a sound, it is to belong to the silence of the role; Under the portrait of the wind and rain, in the tenuous pocked, I want to be myself, look on coldly side of everything.
Incredibly will fall victim to them after the separation? I feel at a loss.
Are changes in the environment, will affect the inner stick to? Don't want to believe it.
Flowing water, pour down, hit me, a kind of invisible pain, vaguely penetration strong appearance, I like good wine, silent when drinking, after a long time, didn't feel incomparable strong staying power.
Is who said, "no rocky stands, arouses the beautiful spray"? Hope I didn't lie to me this sentence.
Bullet, head, biting chill water truly. Under the indulgence of the spray 4 splash, dancing in the screaming of the fog, I seem to see the truth.
Only insist on forever and ever, constantly endure, without regrets to pay, can have a successful and brightness, can overcome setbacks and obstacles. In the mist curl up, intellectual I let go, gently a smile.
Looked up to see the moonlight tonight! Is so bright and clear, and suitable for wine.
Fan Kuan
"I walk through/the jiangnan appearance in season such as lotus open to fall".

In my hometown river

My hometown there is a river and listening to grandma said, it's called dykes, it goes back to ancient times, hard to flow in one thousand.
Before school, I live in my hometown, luohe brings me unlimited joy.
Spring arrived, river on both sides of a piece of green, grass green, grass and flowers everywhere. Then, take a boat in the winter also began to busy. I always wish my aunt took me to the river to wash clothes, aunt "tattoo" sticks to beat clothes, I'll play with water, for a while to catch butterflies, catching grasshopper in the grass on the coast.
Sometimes, we play in the river into the evening. At this moment, is the most beautiful time in luohe. Light mist like a layer of mysterious white gauze, gently shrouded lived on both sides of the river, from a distance, the mountain and mountains hazy. Rises gradually, the sky a few stars, they blinked, wittily, trees, hung like a bow to the moon, the village head, also from time to time there was a rough qin, this scenario is a poem, it's a picture.
Is near to school that summer, father take me back to xi 'an, at that time, I cried sadly. I really reluctant to leave home to the beautiful river, it is my intimate friend, pentium river flow people my heart.
After school, I always miss my hometown of river. When I think about it, my heart is full of excited emotion.
Last summer vacation, I finally returned to the hometown in my dream. Came to luohe edge, I suddenly startled, the memory in the green grass, colorful flowers were gone, eyeful is sand, everywhere is scene after the flood. Cloudy swelling in the river, drifting boat up and down, and the ferry is filled with the goods for shipment. Aunt said: "before the village poor, can't afford to repairing embankment, bridge frame. In recent years, people in the village become rich, plans to build dam bridge next year, later, we are never afraid of the flood." In the end, I say goodbye with heavy hearts in my hometown.
This summer, I yearned back to hometown. When I once again came to luohe side, once again I was shocked. See river on both sides of the two magnificent river bank, went up in the river is clear and gentle. Reeds along the shore, the flower trying to outshine each other, the vegetation lush, green, YangLiuYiYi. Lined up on the beach near the bank, fish ponds, fish leap out of the water from time to time, like a fly, I like in regards. Surprised me most is that boats ferry, appeared a white bridge, traffic on the bridge, an asphalt road, the bridge into the distance. Two highways, the ends of the bridge appeared a new street, shops, restaurants, miraculously was full of on both sides of the street. The behind of the street, town and village opened several factories, the tall chimney straight into the sky. Aunt said: "fish to eat, at home are sold by xi 'an, here the production of jujube, oceans and also sold abroad!" My dad also with emotion: "reform and opening to the outside good, can write a" luohe upheaval "!"
Charming evening came, and I'm looking forward to this poem. When the smoke from the chimney, when darkness came tottering, on both sides on the punch in a bunch of lights, luohe light reflected in the clear water, attached to the countless stars of heaven, light up my heart.