Flower of the friendship

12/8/2009 - Is it really well difficult to get married?

Is it really well difficult to get married?
Do not get married as the happiness of falling in love all one's life, should depend on herein. Love responsibility little, marriage responsibility is big, it is so that ' all right that the man is afraid of entering by mistake, the daughter is afraid of marrying the my darling by mistake ', how could have a happy marriage? How to avoid getting married and regretting? [Have regret in the world, have, regret people ], why we can come into marriage fierce palace every time? Looked and has not lacked of peers and all married and given birth to babies at one's side, the majority is annual in one year, getting married has no us! It don't also know / twitch once carrying and getting married really when to get married!
Let us think about it carefully, I think of, the psychology question at first. Some people are still in doubt; Look for the person who I love, or love the person of me? Question this in the heart, the greater part people, say - look for pieces of people that I love not so good as, let pieces of people that I love in you just actually? May not, you no longer go to pursue the person that oneself love, the step of your self-perfection is just stopped, you favourite, let her get happiness while being living, you regard as loud happiness most for less than all one's life! So, you will live a happier and diligenter constantly life for her, the happiness is not terminal, so your efforts will have no limit, will never stop.
Why are people so difficult to get married now! But it is not a thing to get married at all in the past, at that time, everybody was poor and underdeveloped, not minding the love to love little more either, but people required the marriage now a bit harsh! Study repeatedly, careful contrast, it watches to be complicated to spend question; Two issue of person magnify, result ponder the more confused, this wedding can not be formed, said afterwards.
Marry two person join as partner, live, originally simple matter much, hard to let us make than make atomic bomb trouble yet, have? [make a joke ] than sit guided missile yet quickly, investigate reason, I think we so impure as to break to pieces in purpose in marriage, future day is as wanting to get the all one's life fierce happiness through a piece of paper, it is a bit difficult! People frightened cold to discuss direct consequence that a lot of people are not believing the love most to marriage now, does not believe and promise, even does not believe oneself, it was bitter that some received love, say man one a fine one of world, man say good woman all over the world run those go / must be clear, have perfect love all over the world, love lacked to have stay, can have bright story stay very, is inside of besieged city good on earth? Some think out, some want, enter, one this stock one can become getting second hand just / cautious! It want by the persons ones that marry it want it marry,want ones that marry not to be wanted marry /the other side the getting finer in terms! Think grievance oneself too, a perfectly willing one ' low to marry low to marry ' so, but some people intend, marry promptly still, intend, marry either, glance right and left one until who marry! A match-making, this! Where is my speciality? In fact a love is not in the service area, the small corner forgotten is frankly speaking 0! Find fault, bring coloured eyes think pakchoi is not one does not green! Purple to slip away autumn, [make a joke again ], present people I the take a fancy to actually, have not those people taking a fancy to it appeared in front of me yet?
The happiness of getting married should no doubt depend on the foundation of the material, the question of the money! Say great and big too, it is small and small too to say, the song is given birth to and said [I want to have a family, a place that does not need to be more large, come back home, have pieces of place that rest in peace ], have money have room, rent house take money too! But does not anyone have it? If parents' resources are good, will buy house to buy the car for you, that is after the life, certainly have a self-made one, struggle, become a useful person, but in being empty-handed as him, how confirm he can become a useful person you? ' drip one's own sweat, wipe out own meal ' depend on parents, depend on ancestors, does not include the brave man! You wait if you want the piercing eye.
On the balance of the marriage, the amount of the money does not represent the index of the marriage, as to a man no matter he has a lot of money! Like, spend money for woman that oneself like only, you if woman, with him, must never go wrong. One girl like one man, should BMW can make, bicycle can ride by too, five-star hotel live in, tent to take the camp dislike and avoid either; One woman important quality should kindhearted most, virtuous virtue of woman! People prevail a the more barbarously one well now! The gentle one is out of date! So long as do not go too far. The man should understand marriage is not a trifling matter, but a major issue, the [responsibility ] understood how two words are written, live together, you know, the woman spends, need ten thousand all the different kinds care! Will not regret! If your goal is to get married, have a happy marriage, will still continue after marriage.
The love begins because of appreciating each other, love each other because of being aroused in interest, get married because of leaving each other, but any important need, tolerant, forgive, should used to I this all one's life hand in hand. Love the person of me in this life, the person that I love, only ask the true feelings, so long as happiness, can in fact returned luck to you and controlled ability, may all men all over the world, the woman is happy

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12/8/2009 - Leave the ' single person '

Leave the ' single person '
The good woman can not marry, the good man can not find the good wife, is always complaining there are too few good men and women ' the man choose the woman, the daughter chooses the man, one's own tired others are tired too, to knowing either finally what kind is wanted on earth, it has a single reason that each one is single. Have not felt about the person seeing, because has not felt that can not make a decision, has chosen. Unless or the perfect without being required, expect too much,' can not just appear after not having difficulty in choosing lose '. Mainly too single to disgusted with to now, instead a bit satisfied, that the hope of getting married is not so strong, would not reduce standard is so strong to know relation to the marriage naturally, someone thinks the marriage is that the ' the fire ' will really fluctuate at the gate of marriage, if you want to come into marriage should the marriage have new understanding; Can't think it is the fire, or even if is that the fire is not afraid of either; Liking to attack must depend on oneself, busy with others' group '. Someone go through, pass winding emotion, fear to some emotion, ' think love afraid of, injure again ', sometimes lonely, want to let somebody accompany, fear the love is injured oneself again, and the feeling feared takes shape slowly, it disappear need by time too,whose name is involuntarily the single,row afraid of if marrying, afraid of by clan of marrying ' but does not feel it is the getting getting more more beautiful in a one's own life because of this. When others are in the fire of the marriage, stand at the gate looking at the passing scenery leisurely and contented, the person in that kind of mood ' encircles a city ' is difficult to understand, hope for persons of the world in love, that share likes arriving as soon as possible. There are only all and zero while remembering ' love, not so half the as that kind, such as crossing loving, please love deeply.

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8/6/2009 - Wait for the flower to be in bloom

Wait for the flower to be in bloom
The butterfly is in the fragrant China's words talked in the sleep of flower, only wait for that dream beautiful to burst forth in the sunshine; A wisp of sunshine pricks the dark chink, then my life has fresh and vigor. Flowers are my soul, must make a flower for you my next life.

                          ---Remember the question

    " the willow of Chinese scholartree makes a pleasant shade the rain gives a dinner of welcome, the cherry cheese has a taste of what is just in season " . The season that Radix Platycodonis took came again
    Spring is in the air and the flowers are in blossom, we stroll in the botany, only see flowers are rosy and vying with each other for glamour, make people too plenty for the eye to take it all in. So many flowers beautiful, but you have just selected a short and ugly plant to give to me, also say mysteriously it can open very beautiful flower. We agree on: When it drives the first flower, I must tell you first. The day later on, we garrison on our young field, foster that immature life patiently. Serving it carefully, water it and apply fertilizer everyday, is expecting flowers will be in full bloom as soon as possible.
    Time passes among merry-go-round, flowers grow up day by day, your becoming thin but day by day
    The cicada chants and chirps in summer, the wind is warm and warm. Do you know? It bloom, beautiful Radix Platycodonis spend, make warm purple, five trailer leaves are enclosed into a toy trumpet, the beautiful melody is being broadcast. Want to tell you, I have known its name - -Radix Platycodonis flower. Its colored language is the friendliness. It is beautiful that the flower is in bloom in the twinkling of an eye, really want to ask you common Xin is enjoyed. But I who am selfish only want to keep your look beautiful firmly in mind, the tears afraid of me rout your last line of defence. You after the chemotherapy, I a in disorder one black-and-white very, remember, go hospital with flower please appreciate beauty never since. Stay this spend in end of the branch holding lonely, wither, leave a bare spray flicker of the wind only finally lonely in vain.
    All loneliness, is not worth the loneliness without friend. I am really so lonely on the day that you are in hospital, not be in the mood for looking after that little life too. Day slipping day by day, I am drinking coffee that like most crazily, I thought I so long as drank coffee, I needn't miss, I am knowing which way to go, I can smile in the face of cold and detached everything at one's side. But I am wrong! I am justing think of the lonely and lonely night, it is lonely and sad to count one's own one many times. When I had no intention to see that little life again, had already dried up near. Whom I risk one's life water, apply fertilizer, the spray is not still as some green purpose of man. Tears, flow two, ache, in in the heart forever unable to wipe, kill, roll up, in corner, wait for wound compound. The worm is reticent for me too in summer, silence is Kang Qiao of tonight! meshowfashion
    Look for, for a long time, impose above one Radix Platycodonis spend, stalwart than a original one again by the windowsill of office. From now on, I can use the energies to water it. Really really miss, you can wait with me together, in summer of next year that wait for, will wait for the flower to be in bloom
    Have summer, when Radix Platycodonis is spent to reach florescence. But merciless spring enabled and took away the loved elder sister one month ago, in the large garden beautiful of paradise, a flower four seasons are often in bloom - -Flower of the friendship.

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8/5/2009 - Give and know it with you that do not know

Give and know it with you that do not know
Silence is the most beautiful music, just as the melody that the dream hovers at night.

Fallen leaves do not declare one's own failure, but in order to stand up better.

The sand blown by the wind can not destroy the green tree, the roaring blaze of the coal can demonstrate the green might even more.

The green water will not be participated in, the conspiracy of the silt brought by the storm. After deep introspection, the muddy one will fall into the ground floor when calculating.

The star stands on the line of demarcation at dusk, stare at the distant place with a pair of mysterious eyes.

I put my basket in your reticent orchard gently, can fill the love with in this way.

The fog covers that magnificent peak up, but she fears the deep staring of sunshine.

Very thin spray, see red light for the first time, turn into a cloud again quickly.

I am a brook, can not sing the magnificent song gently, but on my road, bluish waves come back to rippling.

Cherish young girl for spring just early spring, often can bring cold face of Dong Yu while being hospitable.

Night is a patient audience, she listens to me telling the story in the dream remarkably true to lifely.

White to saying purply: "You are my friend. " Answer purply: "I wish we were together forever. "

Wait for silently, my heart, should not upset your order too early. Let the breeze tell you, so long as you know that there is this kind of feeling, enough.

The dense one is loose, after accepting the promise of the drizzle, seem more beautiful even more.

The dust is said to the wind: "Since you have encouraged me, I will certainly go to stain green leaves. " And the tree is said: "This is a tragedy that can't be escaped. "

Walk, go by chance road junction, until countless foot print hatred at the moment: "Without you, can not I be free? "

The deep and remote dream is with the continuous quietness, when flooded the night just came - -Then dash for ward it from the loud noise of breaking out.

The morning fog is on the petal of the dandelion of the path, it is mere that the quiet and beautiful one flashes, I am suspected to be that blue star sink here at night in the storm.

It is my very fine friend naturally, I saw another one " I " from her eyes .

As I step out of your oasis, that fog hides that ancient fairy tale of mine. meshowfashion

Keep in front of my window in autumn, wait for me to give her a little remuneration. I say: "I am a tramp in abject poverty. I have only a dream. "

We are separated by that chain of mountains with old weight, touching fog is poured out on the mountain peak back and forth.

Your silence looks like a purple flower, in full bloom during night. And I am sucking the secret fragrance flying away quietly.

Thank God for God's favor, send it in front of me smile and stare of you. On the day that this icy wind pesters, I move because of your purity.

The meteor says to the sleeping partner at one's side at the moment of disappearing: "Stand up, let us enjoy the freedom escaped together. "

The firefly is in the light at night of summer, create one new world. I am confused by the light of those flashing flow in separating the small courtyard of the iron bar - -That is one world beautiful!

I pick the fragrant pollen, to lead to the unique nectar in our garden.

Friend, on my path, look for your answer. As you find the answer from me, I am incomparably grateful.

Pasture and water have one's labour rewarded surfing that is attacked among water, but the submarine mud is said: "Not so good as the look of becoming me, try to get one's own peacefulness in resisting. "

The swan flies in strength, she sees the beautiful connection through one's female relatives of white cloud drifting at one's side.

If you do not plan to tell your thought now, then please find my answer in my pupil.

If your ashamed and worried resentment, then let us stand still for a long while in the storm bravely.

I see at night, Cupid goes to my side silently. She says to me very gently: "Let's sleep soundly in my arms. "

Feel self-humiliation and teach me " Lie " ,And while staying alone by oneself, incomparably modest and great.

Venus bright envoy that the last one withdrew, she stands at this seat declaring publicly the faith not killed all the time.

The small vivid green grass is asked to get to the garden. Her existence, set off out the prepossessing appearance of the strange tree of gaudy flower. She herself dreams of quietly, gets back to the wilderness of distant mountain.

Morning fog night person's movements and expression that leave, that dream tears that flow out wake up!

Our illusion, is the wild flower burst forth in night, that gentle wind is conveying the mutual secret fragrance.

Have already full of the flowers of memory now the road that we pass by. We pass by again whenever, think long for warm to fill mutual mind also then.

I dream about you, like dreaming about the sunshine at night, you are that elegant bright cloud.

Simple and elegant wild flower, hide oneself by the innocent spring snow. And she can not stand male genital's gentle staring at in spring. Unconsciously, her beauty will glitter on the large wilderness.

Hotbed gaudy to spend, when being deserted and lonely, flash a thought suddenly: "I will go outside to silvery realms. " However, as she just stepped on the threshold to the doorstep, the icy wind made her get back to the original place again outside. At this moment, the poet's ghost calls outside: "Come on, let us melt in the ground floor of the earth together. " She is listening to, the heart is trembling ceaselessly.

It has already been in spring, you do not say I know too, the spring flower that you have been just burst forth, tell me, you have already had that eternal dream.

The sun gives that burning fiercely brilliant rays the moon quietly. In the silent silence, share that layer of happiness together.

Your smile is in bloom my lonely heart as the simple and elegant spring flower. I am excited because yours is smiling, at this gentle moment, please remember my reticent gratitude.

The black clouds are shouting over us hoarsely, we have a premonition black storm is coming, but we will not escape.

The spring breeze takes advantage of the green pool and chants the stirring of love, I borrow your eyes to praise and praise purely.

I am a natural son. I in being warm, see natural beauty and sincerity of mother from green purpose that.

I hide my touching silks, if the sound of market is dense and full of trees, I have not sought connections with upwards. I pave the limitless extension that let to the earth of that touching affection.

In gentle day this, I old branch of me, curved to enter the fragrant mud, in to stare at you, longer new tender bud it.

The sun cruises in the green water, it does not know where is the bank.

Fallen leaf for retrieve lose green, and in accordance with in accordance with leaving the end of the branch, once she retrieves that memory again, everything still remains unchanged. A transient one that joyous to turn one silk lingering fragrance into the merciless wind erosion while being pleased.

Dandelion set her soul free among the boundless wilderness, the traveller coming from afar is moved by her.

Our song, the flower burst forth at night, and the audience has only ourselves.

The street light of rainy night, cut apart into wisps of silk silks, that vast and hazy figure, is laid the place at the time of coming aside. Where is that warm home?

Don't throw your seductive eyes consciously or unconsciously, you know the heart is fragile; Don't leave your gentle song behind consciously or unconsciously, you know dreams are elegant.

It is not a fault on the mountain, not a fault of water, level fields, because you yourself do in this way.

One elegant poet in dusk, he stand still for a long while, connect together future memory already in a transient one.

Before I see you, in my heart is empty. Only your arrival, could make it as if relieved of a heavy load.

Know I,separated by we it is at one piece mountain stream,under for muddy flowing water. We have no reason escaped.

You give your melancholy in charity to my reticent path. Your floating at one's side from me, the only wealth which I got, have that pure melancholy of yours only.

I know: The feeling reaches the depths, people are more lonely instead. Because of everything of the depths, only store to you, even one quarter go and live in seclusion, will evoke the long-time ripples.

The azure azure sea, there is very high sea the breaking and hitting of billow; On bright blue day, there is the inclining and rolling over of violent storm too.

Having given me black eyes at night, you gave me blue thought to long for.

So long as close eyes, I can find another pair of eyes.

I hope my eyes are fuzzy, then the wild flower, blue star would not fall into my young ravine.

After the frog gets the favor in summer, it is too impatient to extol summer. And that pink honeybee, dedicates one's own sincerity quietly.

I do not dare to open my heart easily, because that song is so old.

God has created the mankind, but can't decide the singing of the heart, even can't be controlled either oneself.

The wild flower leaves being fragrant the remote hill, and the dust leaves being oppressive to the main road.

It is majestic as sunset that the sun rises.

Dense to close, live in mountain peak while being full of trees, even light of moon can know posture and of it either day then.

Your eyes are like the calm lake surface; One pair of eyebrows of yours is like calm gentle willow; And my staring at is a gust of wind, make you glimmer and circle round immediately, the getting bold and unconstrained continuous state of mind.

The mountain lifts both arms reticently, hold a heavy dream, but that flying bird sends the purple shade here.

The music that one pair of wings fan of mine arose, hover in the canopy of the heavens at night wilfully.

By road that me pass by, have a countless one gaudy to spend, I know name of them. I only know that by the precipice to mountain peak, there is a flower beautiful.

The rain gives the deep answer on the earth dry to split waited for.

Tree by the main road stand, raise to ridicule noisy dust that get up daytime. The only quiet one could unfold the ballad of heart at night.

In the sky stars and dewdrop on the ground play chess, that moon is their referee.

I wander up and down on my path, the baffled fear in one has emerged about my world. If you can hold, I wish to put my small world into your garden, let me regain dreamlike freedom.

I am seeing you through the mountain of the dusk, come from the remote place, take your moonlight. I look like the dusk star in silence, meet your arrival quietly, and sleep in your sound of footsteps.

At this tranquil night, please pass by my window, take me to your reticent mountain valley, let breath of me like simple and honest song, reverberate in abyss to have ins and outs.

The rain of early morning wanted to erase the permanent silence of last night, and shed the wet lesson to the muddy way.

From your sky, the cloud of your life floats, then I begin to pray quietly: The cloud of my life and cloud of your life, turn the drizzle at once, fall on that old champaign freely.

Mountain reticent pairs of wing music that fan give to accept Qingniao Co., and theme of music that make the mountain more melancholy.

When you came back, let song of me get back to you go by there, if simple and elegant moonlight bright to take the picture of the cabin where you were lost in thought.

I am walking on the main road where the dust flies upward, it is you that lead me, cross and disturb noisily from level to level, get path of the melody go loud dusk.

I wish you are that wine making me sleeping, pour all over my cup for ever, enable me at the moment of that agony, drink and leave, turn quiet moonlight for night into at once, reach god gallop across realm flying to in soul.

Let to laugh at, echo among the dreamlike mountain valley in me I, I can since by enjoy " I " in this way Happiness.

The shine clouds represent the setting sun concealed and come to my window to my blessing.

I pass by garden at dusk, take that memory from the end of the branch, leave behind to enter it in the brook, let it choose the home in free trickling.

When we answered each other in silence, our fruit is dropped from that exhausted end of the branch.

Don't conciliate my heart in abject poverty with the exchanging a few words of greetings of common customs, so make me more reticent instead.

I stretch my both hands to in front of you, the fruit that please get you in silence is placed on above.

Camel ring tones of desert, by far and close, I stand in the terminal at the time of coming, see oneself off quietly.

My most grateful friend, when you listen attentively to my song, please don't tell your feeling at once. I only ask you to send your answer here quietly in silence.

Natural sand blown by the wind, warn one pair of feet of mine with the fierce and cruel face, don't step into that and have no abyss of bottom. I have gone out the light quietly, go out of that level land that makes me grieved step by step.

During this gentle night, I climb you and pray tightly, where will I move towards tomorrow?

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