Sing A Song For You

Once, I like to climb up to the roof on hero, open wide skirt, stretch your arms, want to let the white clouds of the wind will my body moving restlessly away, and with the hands, to holding a blue sky, want to carry a wisp wind, living off a cloud. Once, I climbed down the roof, but can't free to enter my empty house, I hear desire and impetuous inside roar. Even so, even if the Windows and doors are closed in silence, some wind, rain, some tears, some some heart sounds, or found some ZhenBi size hole, hard crowded melting into my empty house. Perhaps, is I put it spoiled, those hot and dry days, empty house does not listen to my words, do not know what I want to do hero heart, although it is me.

If not for that, how can I like the wind? When the wind from the field of corn, from the branches and leaves of fruit hung between blowing my rooms available, house, the room, the face of the background, the hot and dry and restless the gas, but the fruit of the corn and the wind in the attack, slowly, slowly up soft calm temperature cool up. Soft calm vision, to window again, look at him, and the wind of a sunshine, it was not the sunshine, it yesterday and the spring sun glittering and translucent, also had the sunlight the colour of no.  louis vuitton leather wallets

Doors and Windows, slowly

Backwards, sometimes also is a kind of forward. Because we can walk backwards to load, let us can more accurately find his position.

After the rain of the early morning, I in the crescent lake for a walk. The fresh air blowing, let I forget in recent days busy work of fatigue. The lake water birds, 3322 play, on the surface of the lake in leave going ripple. The claddaugh rotates inside a traditionally-designed box in the lake, cheerful smile wreathed in explaining the good feelings. I walk side, the side of thinking.

Suddenly, a strange phenomenon caused my attention.  louis vuitton luggage accessories

Lake bluestone road, a dragonfly wings-only wings, moving slowly in. Dragonfly, she is not in the left wing why could move alone? Look at this picture of dream, I can't help myself down the steps, squatted down body, carefully observed.