I just can't wait

Take leave of, the dim eyes that miss--one

06/27/2008

Take leave of, the dim eyes that miss--one

The gloomy reSidence designmood of departure, has concealed from the nightmare of early morning gradually. Stand up and sit, seem lost in thought. However,

a blank of the head, seem to be caring for something in the heart, seem to fall emptily again. The detail of life is indifferent, the wave of the

emotion is calm, everything was originated from and parted, everything ends parting again.
Have seen the characters of your pain, but does not know with what language to pacify you. Having stretched out the forefinger, want to sound

your heart, however, the courage in the heart has already been exhausted. Wonder who your last night's lovesickness is, the ones that did not

know in your heart either were before worrying why, just look at the gloomy mood in front of your window from far away, write the edge at the

night freely and easily.
Can not already see the fragrant and strongly fragrant and strongly fragrant flower in your characters, that kind of light fragrance fills the air in

one world. Those blunt characters, bake Office Relocation the red stone like every one, has been put into the ice-cold water, that kind of gas dispersion of oozing

the person is at the quiet night. Can not really bear to see you torment oneself, that scorching hot characters with them, having scalded your

inspiration, once those verdant verses of today, once those characters rolling back and forth of today, will not see the trace, has disappeared

together with your happiness together.
Is not it you that say? "Love, and how does it like! " Yes, love, and how does it like! But,when separate by on the several days,find, kinds of agony

in love, kinds of agony too when liking.
A road has walked for a long time, a long time of a singing. It is but an eternal topic to differentiate, but that the eternal heart forms before

worrying about. " melancholy and beautiful "  ,This noun has appeared, however, really beautiful? Trace to open years, find gather little really life

from more, both worried and glad really in life!
While leading along by hand, the ones that thought lack very much, while parting, think too much. Hard to understand characters, hard to

understand mind, do not know what are said to you. Once attacked and caught your magic horn in the characters, those knowing smiles were

hung between lines. How it think of those the poems come compose day,every day, roam leisurely Air Freight Forwarder at it overcast minds fine while varying, every

day, linger on it in the moon lack the round years trace of moon. Every day, our forefingers are all stained with the fragrance of the flower, those

flowers in full bloom, it is we that plant it in the garden of soul personally; Every day, our hearts all drop down and have one's heart filled with

the spring, those flowing water spreading everywhere, it is our free mind, the aspiration since permeating through permanently gradually. One

warm world  Ocean Transportation represents it around us.