Send affectionate autumn

Often to the autumn season, the Federation of Red Chamber in the popular mind the poem: Autumn flowers pale Akigusa Huang, Geng Gengqiu light autumn night long, have felt endless autumn autumn window, nakan wind and rain to help bleak. Listen to this autumn's poems, and songs for this autumn, my heart like a spilled bottle of bittersweet flavors do not know what it's like. Whenever Dazhao San autumn walk in the rain, the mood is always dark, and a kind of tenderness Melancholy arises spontaneously: in the Lianhua's dying? Or fly leaf, Yihuo also like the clove Raining paper umbrella propped same girl?
Every autumn rain falling, I would similar to a few friends, find a secluded cabin, get a few side dishes, hot pot on shochu, drinking and card talk to mind, "although a single Origin to do, since the tilting cup to make pot . " Speaking of sad office, we cry; talk to the enthusiasm, they hugged each other singing and dancing, the kind of unfettered way to express their feelings as to maximize the volatilization of alcohol, the sad hearts of all thrown into the winds unlimited .
Without the company of friends, I like a man alone reading books, thinking mind. Looked at the gray sky outside, listening to the rhythm of the rain outside, I was inside, holding pen Dumas's "La Traviata", taste the love story of the heroine, as the plot started to smile and tear, witted and soon on the wet side of the embroidered pillow. With the thought of what their experience, concerns over the people. Where is the right, where is wrong, where is the sorry, where is the meet. Licking in the autumn by macrophages with their own
Injured heart, no distance to face their own, or joy, or anger, or comfort, more is to motivate yourself bravely forward.
Autumn is a song, is a wordless song, write a life of twists and turn of the beautiful melody; is a lyric poem, stirring the chest feeling magnificent spark; is a pot of strong wine, burn their , wonderful life.
I want to thank the autumn, is that it taught me how to face the music in the world, rediscover themselves, but also gave me a beautiful feeling for their own fuel.
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Dan has become a learning

Romance, like a prolonged forever, "attractive" one. The story of hero and heroine of pure love each other sincerely Attachment, unshaken. When it is the authors of "serious", "positive" and write, and then wantonly "magnificent" and displayed in public view in, those pressing the "appreciation" of the eyes, already unable Chennai. -

When those hungry eyes "with relish" after the appreciation, my heart is like a kind of unspeakable pleasure and warmth. And when the pleasure and warmth slowly fade over time, their heart is really still think of it the instant when it once again get enough? It really will linger?

When they finished reading again, it still is a considerable emotion that it? Whether this is a boring boring out? The authors complete their work and whether the content is waking up without it? Is Stuck in which the vague and out? -

For these so-called texts, perhaps the writers are the real experiences, or maybe fantasy writers have come out of senses fabrications. In either case, it's put in real people's eyes, and deep-rooted place in people's hearts.

Perhaps to show his "talent" and also perhaps to attract people rather lonely and hungry eyes, but it more than once for the loyal "viewers" actively performed. People are dreaming of looking forward, looking forward, until the next one works there, too "nice" too stimulating.
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In the darkness of the night

Thirty years ago the home, the village has no electricity, still dominate the barren night, sometimes several more dogs barking, being skinny while away the passion, the little moaning weakly, in the presence of their own, dogs are sensitive sense of smell is no longer important, hungry tongue into the air in the sweet potato can search for days and nights of frustration odor emitted. Even if the hungry, to have in the dark shelter, crouch down and place, became the biggest dog they desire. The stars have blinked eyes, the dog drowsy in hunger, occasionally narrowing his eyes woodenly, Chou Chou those stars, and then lowered head, his mouth affixed to the ground, Chao Hu Hu-Qi, supporting dogs were emaciated life. In addition to the moon in the sky lazy, kerosene lamps lit the dark village, only muttered in the sweet potato meal that little will be swallowed down, dim the lights will be tight lips blow out, with dim moonlight sky, like hide in the dark.
Thick darkness, hunger, became a night without moon and stars, there is no sound.
My parents put their lips sweet potato bread and pickled pickle their own squeeze my bag, never too sweet and salty taste, in a month down, let my high school far from home night and watch the stars and the moon clearly off off, bringing a warm static.
I read where the village secondary school, the night is the same as hunger and fatigue interests and symbolic After dinner, the same as it was less emaciated dogs their bark weakly guarded, as immersed in the stars and the moon, where lazy.
Our schools, precisely, is where we classes that, but in the darkness with light showing off in their own glory and happiness.
The east campus in question is independent of brick tile classroom, squeezed into the more than 70 Zhuang Huren family hope is the hope of the whole commune. All communes learning elite, carefully selected, squeezed into the classroom in question. The next time, we need to do is go home once a month, back when the bag filled with school parents and families with hunger bunched up into the high expectations, and then calmly sitting in the classroom in question, a pen on paper Writing calculus with parents full of Hope. And endured hunger, under the kerosene lamp on the other classes going to night classes for students in each night, envious eyes will penetrate the darkness, infinite desire to aspire to a bright classroom in question....

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