Waved from the're going past, such as smoke and clouds ------------
Tonight, Masaaki month. It was spotless in the clear moonlight, the smoke of the past but who are printing the film, is becoming increasingly clear, I finally understand: at home, in my mind had not been away --------- --
When rolling the wheels will break ground into space, has been translated into Yi Gu parting pains of a familiar city away, and approached by a strange city. I put life or lives close to me? Together people who are not necessarily intimate friend, intimate friend not necessarily together.
So, given that the search for ancient; So, given that the parting Zhangchangduanduan. I have not tell where this place is home, where is the foreign country, blowing in the sky, I became a stranger forever.
When the surging tide Cantabile, I am willing to stand on their own as a landscape tree, telling all people, weak back leaning against a strong, all the home have a strange land. Just can not bear to see his mother you can not not figure away, immense fatigue, say goodbye to lifeless, such as hand luggage, and no longer be lifted only in an unfamiliar crowd was no one to tears, not a proud moment. No matter past into a river, do not want to do a little deep, wave hand, did not want to say anything, just so lonely in the heart soaring, I finally understand: home, have been locked in the mother's looking forward.
Tonight exposure to this southern city, sitting in the moonlight, the mouth munching moon cakes, watching the stage, one scene of laughter, not far from the busy-looking crowd, I suddenly found myself falling in love with the excitement, this troubles among the quiet, Can Can, I became a no background and no memories of the woman, floating in the busy and crowded populations, the daily reading children's books, wearing sneakers, eating large cup of ice shock collar.
Suddenly, a meteor floating in the air across the horizon, many people held their palms together, and I close the hands, hearts pound, jumping, like love, the first would like to close, hand-held over the chest, one time I do not know what he could pray for , has decided to do is to pray that it can not change, the loss of something even more loss of confidence in waiting, and many lives have made a comparison, you can pray to know everything is not perfect, my hand slowly put it down.
The river distance scales are silver-white light, so gentle, so quiet, as if this time docked, that if the Market in the Chang Tang is how an elderly leave their homes at this time horizon is, in the Cape, chanting That song through the ages never occur again, "Happy Spring Evening"
Lianhai Spring River tidal flat
Moon of tidal Health
Trough full of water the waves thousands of miles
Where no Yueming Chunjiang
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Yes ah, where the Spring River without Yuet-ming, their homes, certainly would not have gone, it is locked in thousands of moonlight, it had locked in the mother's hopes in the.
, Respectively, the never say good-bye, good-bye, I have not then I am, however. Family forever in my luggage, the following reasons:
1000 River River water months 1000.
Author: xuli1536
