Emotional clearing the debt is not

 My heart sinks so heavy, even the light becomes heavy dream.

cold truth of so many white, only remember the first floor of a distant smile. Forget the name of so many sweet, leaving only that a pair of melancholy eyes. So many blessings to become confused, so many expectations to become cold, so many friends become strangers.

way of life, just finished the half, to not see grass and trees waving enthusiasm. Dry hair, and prematurely flowing out of the winter snow.

alienated so many charming hills, a clear atmosphere of that distant moon. Even a summer skies, can not be dedicated to the love of the natural instinct; with an autumn dawn, can not be dedicated to beloved daughter.

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sometimes have to look good in the eyes of the animal's eyes. A cat or a hedgehog in there to find not hostile eyes.

cats and hedgehogs vision, is often a tender poem.

tenderness of the poem gave me a warm nostalgia, evoking my being out of the imagination.

this, I think I kind of hate the look, think of the metamorphosis of an attempt to burn the flame of my heart. There are those who pass each other eyes, those who wait,UGG bailey button, wonder and appreciation, but the lack of cats and hedgehogs sincere and gentle eyes.

beautiful I really like the small animal eye, pupil of the eye, there are a lot of morning dew. I found the angel of love always lived there.

's sad sometimes easy to treat, only the eyes of a cat and the hedgehog the depths of light, can erase a lot of untold suffering.

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find the spring, often only to find ice and snow, only to find snow covered emptiness. There is no snow quietly germinating life, no gurgling under the ice cold river flows, and to cold,Discount UGG boots, cold heart.

cold heart, not dead; rule the heart, no evil; cold heart, not hatred.

So, I won the hearts of the cold, the snow and ice as my flag. Hold high the snow white flag, then solemn eyes open and continue to look for. Find wild flowers, on the icehouse in; find wild fruits, but also on the icehouse in; find the fiery spirit,UGG shoes, but also on the ice-cold inside.

I believe that the fiery heart is not frozen, I believe the cold heart will recover, I believe that no death, no evil, life and the universe will be no hatred warming. I believe that nuclear will account stubborn wild fruit ice-cold and cold break to bring the earth to spring flowers, to spring grass, to Murakami, spring and reality. Chapter VIII

lonely moments

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light, I often long staring Rodin's

eternal thinker, he was looking for? this time he did not know the soul of a dangerous journey where career edge, where an ancient castle?

have been very tired, but in thought. All the nerves were transferred to melancholy brow. Every nerve taut, nerve-line world of heavy load.

wrinkles cascading inflated, like a mountain of iron, steel gully.

thought was so nervous, like the face of fierce fighting in the battlefield.

silently located in my lamp, and the disdain with, disdain for the everything and the secret revealed the depths of the abyss. He was so quiet and never smiled at me. Smile for me not to smile.

in the lonely night, I often find his thinking Youjing, guess his deeper thoughts, such as guess Mingse full calendar of weathered oak tree and that one is always difficult to know, sky full of stars.

eternal thinker, load the sky and the earth's workers.

alone, thinking, farming, fight, sweat, blood, bitterness, fire, competing together into the steely silence.

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I like another lonely person, Nu Wa, the local heroes of the goddess.

This is the mother of my childhood I know first introduced to a great woman. Sky

great left my heart in the cage was actually covered all the apathy and depression.

alone independent of the primitive, lonely looking forward to companions. But she was disappointed, do not have a big heart to heart with her great similarities, there is no other God indomitable spirit, soul and body with her for the exchange.

make the day she made the other side of the cracks. Very ambitious project, which requires wholehearted devotion. Feet that she could not ignore the noise and the Fury.

made her hard to make the. Refining the use of life-colored cast stone.

tomorrow after the meeting made the sky, some more beautiful, but it does not belong to her. She did not want to occupy the vast blue sky after cure. she was too busy looking forward to tomorrow

perfect and brilliant.

she only worried about the huge cracks in the blue sky.

crack is through her heart, her soul like a lightning Pixiang colored stone, to fill the cracks in the sky, but also fill the heart of the cracks.

broken heart, although attached to the vast universe, but the mind is very simple. Great minds often as a child mind.

another one mind can not understand her. She often against the rosy golden orange evening sun and smile. Accompanied her, and only the blue sky with cracks and fractures, blue sky.

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river of time and space across the sea, my heart a little consonance with the

him and her is painful. He and she is happy.

While the world through his crack and her heart, however, only exposed cracks in the hearts of the world, is tough magnificent heart.

crack no mandrel, the Sky will not have the anxiety, which will not holding colored stones and holding his own body to embrace the magnificent starry sky.

floral wine and women addicted to meet in skimming over the surface, used to follow the crowd, not lonely, ever so abundant grace, however rich it is empty, nothing is rich.

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Advantages and Disadvantages of my loneliness is not, nor is it tears the flowers on the beads on stream.

not alone in my corner under the old chewing their misery, not in the cold rain for tours Beisuo Qifeng the Hatefury. I often feel the city is the sound of firecrackers inexplicable loneliness, often in the clouds in the carnival of flowers was quietly in the loss.

beating heart and the beating heart Why can not communicate with the life boat and life boat why not with the ups and downs? why the bombing of the sky of fireworks not open my confusion, clouds and flowers, why do I barely alone.

lonely, lonely.

love my friends,Bailey UGG boots, pity me: why so hard? why this self-torture?

love my teachers, look at the past affection, to my very tolerant, do not say that I strayed into crooked ways, but reported to helpless sigh.

diaphragm, diaphragm. Side of the diaphragm, is their compassion and sigh;

this side of the diaphragm, my sighs and silence.

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the dead of night, I had chewed my heart.

with spits, wanted to chew after ingestion, and death.

tragedy of life just because do not want to die. Desirability, desire, pursue love, desire, prefer meat served with endless hard labor and the spirit of hard labor, because do not want to die, because the heart is still to beat the drums thump thump.

I tried to chew my heart, I want to destroy my skirmishing pound drums.

However, the more chew, the more lively mind, the more exotic stretched drum loudly urging the more symptoms.

Once, I severely bite their own heart, like a swallowed it, but it is at my side smiling, dancing, made a marvelous life, Hao Ge, then, is sigh some pathos. Sigh actually express the love so many secrets, for the sun, the land, for the people.

So, I will not chew, let it in solitude to life, die, love love Qiu Qiu, love and hate.

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remember those dreary days, I give up the pursuit of day and night. Xin think of yesterday looking for sad, filled with survivors today on the well-being.

However, happiness is only momentary. Yu Fu instant and embrace the loneliness of a sudden there are new. So, I chant Lu, Song of the battle he also sings of his loneliness.

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him cry before, but also a loss too; his songs too long, and lonely too.

Long Song is a state, loneliness is a state. Long Song is a warm summer, autumn is not the desolate loneliness.

not a fighter, not moving to the long songs, there will not be a heavy loneliness; not deep loneliness, there will be no deep thought.

He has many friends. However, friends often can not comfort the lonely warrior: the lack of hot hot cry echoes, evaporation

heart with blood do not feel the spirit of some spiritual resonance. Those who love the most deep and sincere appeal, even the fellow could not understand.

He has many enemies. However, the lack of boldness on the enemy positions eagle Liger grand surprise, fascinating on the battlefield but also the lack of sky, rock angle, Han, and rolling sand flying. Against man stab in the back, has been bored enough to make a; also and lack of pro-cat and dog fight, it is very depressed.

strength of high strength of the hero needs an antagonist, proud of the magnificent horses need to battle. Otherwise, it will only cost the life time, unworthy of skeleton warriors.

lonely, not a sink. Response in the absence of peace, the loneliness, looking forward to more loud cry; positions in the absence of spectacular, lonely, entrusted with the warm desire for change.

I love his fighting, but also loves his loneliness.

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his journey, the journey is so strange.

distance to the expansive search, like the blood is shed in passing, just move forward, but move forward. Even if only in front of barren, desolate and cold, even in front of only a lush grassland, and only buried in the lush grassland of the grave.

unknown end, not the unknown paradise, may not have unlimited scenery. Joan Court, no mountains, no flowers, but also still to go, never to sail life landed lightly. He does not need tight

beat the Pigu support their own pace, he does not believe the magic of big bang. It is easy to dissipate the gas, and deeply rooted in the old world war, the need is wisdom and courage so as to form the hard bones.

he has been triumphant. His life is the great triumph. However, he is not in triumph, I expect flowers, applause and the crown. Do not even the death of the monument. He recalled that in the triumphal return on Mo, fatigue, loneliness, hunger, remember the old scholar with the awkward spaces in the rain. However, he sang in praise of the lonely and embarrassed after the triumph.

he Zhigu journey they simply chopped the foot of the ups and downs ups and downs. The end of the long journey, in the death met him, he just to family and friends up, He died, however, he was still traveling, there are a lot of people traveling with him.

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However, I finally harvested for song of the lonely and a lot of cold, and finally because the search for and harvest a lot of crusade whistling arrow.

I know that my I declare that I am willing to be crucified, and the crusade against those who act as a cold target of martial arts. I am willing to own the pain of the meat so that they win the chivalrous reputation. Without looking, he can receive the glory of conquest and victory.

a result, all the archer to have to shoot me. However, most did not hit my heart.

my heart, is still turning, running, like the rounded red.

archer felt indignant. However, they claim to Hou Yi Shooting the Sun.

because I did not feel lonely in the arrows. Enjoying what I wanted the heart of the pain, what I wanted to lick the wounds of the heart.

Therefore, I give my heart again, hanging high on the target, and that they also participated in the shooting, and and Hou have a high or low resolution.

I believe that my arrows they never North bad. Never mind my own mercy. I am fully able to withstand the pain Through the Eye.

However, the shooter who said I was mocking the lack of Bonaventure and Takenori.

So they doubly bitter. Finally, they invited famous, and in the midst of applause to me to shoot a bunch of whistling arrow.

but still did not shoot. I always already learned incite arrows. All the arrows are biting me. However, I think fighting disappointed, I bite the arrows really very boring, and entirely of bamboo, rusty iron, dirty feathers, is really very boring.

So, I got deeper in poverty.

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occasionally swept by a little injury.

but my wounds do not need to touch people, I hate the hot hand and cold hand.

soft comfort of the ban so many, so many cruel premise. I do not need these premises. Iron fences and grass fence, I do not like it.

I do not need comfort. The trial is the gentle comfort.

I do not need to stand trial. Even the animals, the courts, nor the trial similar quest. Excellent in evolution, is not in the search and the search for you in the completion?

Back to you, gentle Dragon in my head, dominate the classical in my head Revelation and the Apocalypse. My Revelation in the sky, the fields, the sea, the noble in my universe. Chapter IX

beyond

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into middle age, insisted that youth are not old, but not erase the years has been planted in the forehead of the gully. And middle-aged, several times made desolate

death in my heart really dropped the first piece of cloud, honest materialist who recognizes that life in the shadows.

still hope? still sing it? still looking? also look forward to you?

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still hope.

I decided to continue through the shadows of life, eagerly hope. Shadow enveloped my life have no right, only once in life.

continue laughing like a child, jumping, crying, and always curious eyes open. To death can be proud of, and only a pair of never aging childlike innocence and curiosity of the eyes - white unmatched Su Jie, difficult years of deprivation of innocence.

to do anything to those who hate me, and let them continue the way I planted in dense clouds. I will Tasui all thick black shadow, even in the brink of death. Of death in the morning the mountain of my life, Pro, still have some beautiful sunrise; Night Pro sea of my soul, so are the bright full moon will be one group. I

I would like to broker the health and happiness in the world, often pointing my footprints.

I wish they never grows old. I do not want to tell them the secret of aging: always open the eyes of a child-like curiosity, constantly searching, not out of hope. Hope is the sunshine of life, as long as it is flowing, the body will not harden, and death will not come too quickly.

Let us hope. Eagles hope to fly at any time, if he did not break her wings.

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also sing.

I decided to cross the mind of the clouds, to just let me sing. Everything past, the clouds can live forever Do you?

Past days have been painted pink noise deceived me, but I do not therefore rejected life. Past an empty desert of the high-pitched melodic tunes Zengyi deceived me, I do not therefore rejected the heroic battle song.

my heart is still yearning, still pursuing wealth, the pursuit of integrity, the pursuit of the magnificent. Since the times I let voice, I will meet with all the heart sing.

bold, graceful, noble, beautiful, exudes the smell of gunpowder, flowing potpourri, I have loved. As long as this song is from the heart blood to flow out; as long as this song is no longer deceive others, and no longer deceive ourselves.

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also looking for.

through the gates of hell I decided to continue to step forward. Humans is through this gateway into soaring to heaven.

the fate of humanity is bound to be this: all the pursuit, are magnificent and cruel; the completion of all the glorious, must pass through a severe downturn.

all those who are not looking for special privileges. There is no royal road to allow them to close the most beautiful stars. They were destined to pass through the gate guarding the devil, doomed to a life and death decisions at the turn of honor and bid farewell to the dark, towards the sky and into infinite light.

However, the human suffering of the hero's suffering children and grandchildren will not tremble. Dragging the wheel of the world going forward, it is these cross through the gates of hell the sinner, not the fate of the defeated hard fanatics.

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also look forward to.

through my confusion I decided to continue Angtou expectations. Search, who have looked forward to the mind the ideal star attached, it was different from Koudao and slave.

I doubt looking for, but I doubt my doubt.

the joy of my life is to find the road to give me, my well-being of this love is also happy to find the way to me.

I do not doubt looking for the kind of habitat more powerful than the pain of joy, very few people know the joy, the pain is very deep blending happy.

moments of happiness, had given me eternal sweet; chance to get together again, he brought me forever missed.

and truth that was my moment of encounter, it was suddenly inspired to open the door to the moment of chaos. I'm looking for a long time that the spirit hidden in the dark spot, suddenly in front of bright. This spot, the anchor of my spiritual and cultural world of the stent. At this point, I would fall into ecstasy: This is my sun, my life, my bones, my earth. With it, I will end the loss.

I do not want the full urn, I hope to find the truth of the debris. Even without the debris, even the shadow that I like. All, all, it is the source of my endless joy.

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further pursuit.

I decided to look through the cold, wrapped in the road through the libel, to calm pursuit. If you stop the pursuit because of slander, it would be foolish to fall into the snare of the devil. I often think of Byron

, defamation in the world is still filled with wisdom, full of genius, full of powerful poetry.

Byron's life is in it? thinking of the United Kingdom and Greece also often thinking about the world of a great name? across the vast expanse of water overflowing the life of seafarers also read the
thinking of just pursuing the majestic poet, like the Mercedes away the ship, all the buzz, have been thrown behind the bubble.

In this way, the outcome beyond the small, dead by Han. In this way, beyond the tragedy and comedy riot, honey and venom material Ge. In this way, in the abyss of his soul, and be like God as self-sufficient.

powerful search are not required to support the applause, it will not disturb the integrity of steps to be cursed. Footprints comfortably spread on the road, to get people to judge it, the eyes do not look around, do not mind looking after the pre-hao. Continue the search, only to find, is the most reliable basis of life.