(A)
Obscure dark sky, floating around with flowers in full bloom one after another, is bringing ice-cold, this is the year of the winter, this moment, standing in the wind Sese you, whether or not miss a house fire in the temperature , Looking forward to the direction of home.
Between heaven and earth, can be found wandering in the extension of the deep Yukino, a string of Level and Oblique Tones notes, and played a beautiful prelude to go home, think of the ear familiar tone: go home.
A few scattered in the sky waiting for the birds in winter, the moment the sound of the neighing Aiqie across the quiet of the sky, my heart dropped, the tenderness of my heart the most, the middle-aged people as if I heard from the bottom of the heart Voice: Renzailvtu!
(B)
A fallen leaf stands alone in the loneliness of the branches, in the early morning and evening every day, we all used to look with regards to each other. This has been a lot of time, from an initial buds, and then stretch of green leaves, gradually we are familiar with each other, perhaps we used to watch lonely, perhaps we are to stay around, whether to wait for next spring Encounter, or to once again face the sea of flowers of the season? Ni-nan of the dream home of the Western left.
When the Xing Zhong opened his sleepy eyes of a morning, in the face of the empty branches, I can find no trace of him since then, it never leaves my window adjacent to fly.
And stay away? This is the kind of life choice. Go left or go right? I look around at a loss when the environment has become familiar with the unfamiliar, but not how to erase the memory of the past. A warm greetings face of a suspect\'s eyes put up a wall of ice-cold, all closed up. Since then, I can not easily show anything other than the fear of losing that has been good, so they quietly put the sentiment in the possession of the bottom of my heart. But I believe that bathing in the spring sunshine in our hearts forever, love the warmth will melt snow and ice cold!
When the people are, more often than refuse to accept the closure of more than communication, to encourage more ridicule. Too much cold and alert, and a thick layer of obstacles to reach the world\'s dull and boring, and since then, has also become a good base.
(C)
A person loitering in the streets, always with lazy eyes and look forward to size up everything, come and gone in the walk, weighed down by the crowd, I felt the distance around the world is such a great distance, the total would like to find a birth The nature and detached.
The more we want to put aside all the more difficult it is to let go of all. Always tell myself not want to eat at home are not doing a good job, the children did not go home and not think about yesterday, no matter what else to do, any thoughts dissolve in the blue sky and white clouds, the purpose of the random walk.
Knowing about the night, the pace is always a choice to go home on the road, Staring at the window with a white light, and love to see a busy figure on the balcony, listening to the call is received on both sides of the hawkers and the familiar crowd, you will feel the surrounding All that is a poem, a painting, a music, and appears to be a perfect harmony, you will suddenly find themselves in the original neglect of a better life in a lot of things.
Opened the door, the son of a smiling face filled with the same flowery laugh, I went to the embrace this moment, I will never be lonely choice!
(D)
Mother, flurries in the night, the phone asked me whether I wear a sweater, I asked in the home life better. I have got used to her mother\'s birthday, wearing a watch for many years before the busy old clothes. A birthday cake, light the candles, she let the silent half the day setting a rancid.
I grew up in the day, his mother, then less and less, I am the mother and the distance between the gap in all my days and nights are longer and the distance between the mother.
I was once ignored the mother\'s presence, until one day only know that there are far away my mother sitting in front of the television, always television to the weather forecast, always concerned about my well-being of the city Yinqing from wind rain I listened to in the news.
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Mother, please do not let go of your hand in front of you, I never was a child grow up, travel on the road, I still have a lot of confusion and a loss, you need traction hands. Since then, silence, I think of my mother.
(E)
A year and a year and a one-year winter. Remembrance is the idea behind the open wounds of pain, or review the heart of the warm current moving. Oh hurry to walk around friends, whether to leave or stay, although the scenery has changed, but can not change the scenery, when the years of loud sound of heavy breathing accompanied in the footsteps of Common Sense, looking back, how many years of play, always a straight The backbone of the indomitable!
A familiar greetings, friends, please? Also remember that once traveled along the journey? Recall that together with sweat, the tears moved? Also remember that a toast together with the blessing of it? At this moment, I am writing Diaoqi tears and memories of the monument\'s wall.
In terms of when, where, the story took place around aftertaste, walk of life the most elegant and beautiful scenery on the road all the way peer greetings and warm you and I, we have been moving forward!