Mercredi 15 juin 2011

MBT M.Walk Our youthful years

That year MBT Kifundo, the third time she had to change your job, in his office next door.
The company rally. It was at the June day MBT M.Walk. The hotel corridor blooming gardenia aroma is threatening. He said, they also have a large tree school of gardenia tree: "is the qing dynasty, you have two double arm, can fold." She interface way: "is the Ming dynasty, the state level 2 for the protection of cultural relics. He was amazed at small companies, could meet alumni, a few one over ten thousand of the probability. She also knew he was under the tree and different in gardenia women's appointment, hug. Even kissing. At the end of the dining, his tiny inebriate, insisted that send alumni home. They take the same taxi, one of the distance. She is not to place he has deep sleep not awake. To send him back to the rental housing, he always regret, from the window into the a one hundred dollar bill: "embarrassed. Should I send you." As a politician of the mouth "I 'm very sincere apply", also very false apology. She accept good, caught in the book seam.
Since then. You come to my feelings will be like light music, to general between the two float as well as heavy.
28 love, have already not as simple as purely on campus come. They have the same economic foundation. Similar age. A big unknown future...... He felt something, modern city of avant-garde ideas, and she was a virgin. And she, that night with just fell on his young and bright and clean body, don't let him sleep, to hear him tell the little drops of the past.
He was born in guangzhou of a lane, parents, an early death in the car accident. He depend on the poor pension, the only live can depend on is grandma. And his elementary school through the winding road, the lane, and the most like to wear is he had to wear school uniform, often he could remember neighbors, lonely melancholy of the middle school MBT Koshi, the university time unfocused violations, his previous two work...... Is he first half of all. She liked to listen to these little details. Distant, he has long been the first in the han, is there, and the fuzzy no shadow. But she never tired of, if repeated until she nearly as downstairs in the streets. He thought that woman really are so, pay attention to details. As long as she went back to the house. They were cohabiting Her always hanging on his wide, two long sleeve shirt in the chest knot. As he hold hold from behind. Feet of set a his slippers, almost the whole foot all long from the front to come to light. She said that she was used to wear clothes, actually, the father she just wanted to and he even closer.
At home, she is like change another kitten doggie kind of be bored with, in the side of him. Not the work of the USSR took. A little she remember very clearly, that is, never relates to their past. He only know her now, her from childhood to her independence, as if oh.
The company will send a familiar with guangzhou people go to the market. He came back for advice. She is very clear, guangzhou is his home, and he has a challenging work yearning. But he must personally each month back to head office report, separate time does not too long.
The work is done over there, the wind is she had expected, and no one more than she believes in his ability. He promoted to the company's vice President, plenary powers is responsible for the guangzhou company. In order to take care of him, she was transferred to his assistant. He asked her ideal, simple to him are available. A set of housing. A separate court, and the yard of tall trees. Gardenia on He smile, she has been pleased become vulgar small woman. But he is ambitious the heroism, have to work overtime, to social parties, to leisure...... Outside the home life she has failed to step in. He sometimes received some puzzling phone, with the mainland to understand cantonese. Gradually, forthright and sat on the hoopla around her and they for the soft complex of slang. But he also clear, her soft delicate duty to keep house. The wife is the best candidate. The ring around the fat yan thin. Even just contact the university first love. Is the moon a rehearsal. Jinglei xu to guangzhou for propaganda. Guangdong cinema will be on all the new film, "xu jinglei letter from an unknown woman". His favorite actress, her melancholy famed youth. As if she is. That is her favorite novel. Tell a woman and admire man short lust, achievement of her life memories MBT M.Walk. The plot of the film in the letter on: "there is no slowly a woman like me to be happy. This has ever loved atoned forget you. For you, I am never change heart, the past is so. Is, and always will be, in the world. Because there was nothing to be like a child have a secret of love, because the first love no hope. Sweetly, idea, committed to succumb to, enthusiasm is bold and unrestrained. This and a grown woman that desire fire blazing, imperceptible in greed no glory love completely different."
Feeling warm life childhood clips, six years of trial, ambiguity of the newspaper small attic, cold and warm interweave inn...... Her most can understand the language of the film, in the balcony secretly clenched his hand, the net be buckled, leaving no gap. That woman of the first night is feeling to the depths of the dedication. The first: two nights is also her final a indulgence of war. In this era of popular one-night stand. The night in the happiness of life who can give enthusiasm? Light up, he saw her tears LianYan, cherish her hold in the arms of: "lovely, this is the movie, is art. Don't do this." In the evening, he focused on in the home with her. She went to the bathroom bath, her phone calls, a dense is at the 10 years ". He answers it. Heavy cantonese greetings, and asked her if she had a time back to see my grandma. He ordering, usually unscrupulously cantonese romance, she is clearly in mind, but not catch traces, calm.
That night, he will not let her sleep, forced her about her past. She thought of her not long ago he first lover in front of cantonese huan said: "in fact we both fate of is the most, before, now." She was just on one side, to say the fate wry smile before a word, she knows better than anyone.
She actually also live in his familiar guangzhou, and he separated only a narrow lane lane. A lane a lane south north MBT M.Walk. Every day she around a long way to go to school, just want to see the young appearance. He unruly The primary school, they are in the same school in different classes. Also, she can't remember to content.
Par holyzomkr - 0 commentaire(s)le 15 juin 2011
Mardi 14 juin 2011

Let me send you go upstairs

They love began in the campus MBT Karibu, he's brother, she is the teacher younger sister, like many of the campus, they are the same easiness, vigorously love for three years.

The fourth year, each other on social job, continued in... He is still the same her when younger sister ah the protect a, but she feel dull and boring. One of the most waking a detail: every time end date, he must take her home to her home, she said, the building you back to it. He will try our best to return a: let me give you go upstairs. In the end, always want to see her in the door, take off safely high-heeled shoes, opened the room lights, he will feel at ease ground to whistling a person go downstairs.

By this time, her side presence of many suitors, she has felt he had no passion. So, they calmly points hand. Soon, she made a new boyfriend. New boyfriend are handsome appearance, also know flowers of romantic emotional appeal, drink coffee with the old him all different. The girls were in love, think of all the world for her happiness in trembling. So love for three months, and then suddenly one day, her laugh, she felt and new boyfriend short of what, between disappointment and uneasy already obvious up. Lack of what? She puzzling. Soon after, she found that every time, the boyfriend appointment sent her home, heel haven't in her family, "you stand firm against the building up the stairs" word has blurt out. Whenever she felt at that time, air, water, and ice in the coagulation of her chest to the cold out. Later, she also feel vaguely MBT Maliza, new boyfriend as a root red ribbon, and one day will float to the window of the others.

That day come no sign. She and her new boyfriend saw a film, the press of time, she found hairpin off, new boyfriend look for one, with central actually she is want to check out the love, care have been new boyfriend said "the old don't go to the new" word. This sentence break her heart, girls for this for a long time. Cry Later, they broke up, the boy has a new girlfriend.

She lay tossing in the night, and remembers his good--think of him many times in her stand against the building, and tell her "let me send you go upstairs," heart suddenly warm afternoon sunshine. Can't help on her own initiative, about him.

After the end of a date, he as before to send her home. In her building, he habitually said: let me send you go upstairs. This time, she did not reject. Upstairs, her hand holding his hands. Hesitation, he asked between: what are you up to? She didn't say why, just put his hand is more tightly.

Come to the door, the girl turned and asked, "why do you always want to send me upstairs?"

"There's little reason!!!!!" He said quietly, "is like watching you before the back, then is like listening to you after taking the door shoes off lights and the sound, and know you are the peace, I will feel steadfast."

"But MBT Moja Mid, after that, you will a man down a person go home, not feel lonely?" She filled with guilt and upset to ask him.

"I'm not afraid, as long as you think happiness is good!"

Back then, the girls were choked coagulation, let their tears in his shoulders to cross. Love looks every bit of, she realized that, and would not send her upstairs, is by no means the best of her life to return to. Actually, love is so simple, most of the time in a word, is a lifetime.

Par holyzomkr - 0 commentaire(s)le 14 juin 2011

Girl, lifetime said a word

A girl, little legs and agile, perennial can only to sit by the door see other children play with, very lonely.

Have a year of summer, the city of the neighbor's relatives to play, and bring their child, a girl five years older than the boy. Because of the age of the relationship between small, and near the boy drew a child soon, and with them down on the river, the same is tanned, smiling very happy, different is, he won't say rude words, and, he noticed a little girl can't walk.

The first drives to the boy in the palm, dragonflies girl the first girl back by the river, the first to speak about the girl story MBT Kamba, first tell her she's leg it can be cured. The first one, want carefully to come, is also the last.

The girl had a rare smile?

The end of the summer, the boy want to leave. The girl eyes overflow with tears to send, in his ear whispered, "I cure leg after, to marry you?" The boy nodded.

Start looking, and, well, 20 years later. Boy by a naive children grew up and became mature man. He opened a coffee shop, that there was a very ordinary fiancee, life is calm. One day, he got a phone call, a woman pitched voice said her leg, she came to the the city. At that time MBT Moja, he even can't remember who she is. He had forgotten the childhood one summer story, forget the pale little girl, the more forget a child good commitment.

But, still, he took her, let her in the store for help. He found that, she almost all of the silence.

But he didn't have time to care for her, his fiancee was pregnant with not of his children. He XiuFen and thundering, threw away all ready to get married with things day after day, drinking, become violent irritability, even family away, business is inadvertently do, he soon became a serious illness.

This time, she had been kept by his side, take care of him, when he beat and scold of drunken tolerance, the more independent support the slice of ramshackle store. She learned a lot of things, and was too tired to skinny, but eyes, always bouncing look at two o 'clock.

Six months later, he finally recovered. To face her everything, only grateful. He put the store to her, she would not, he had to announced that she is half of the boss. With her help, he slowly up the spirit, he regarded her as the best friends is the good friend, TaoXin draw out to talk to her, her heart is still silent listen carefully.

He doesn't know what she was thinking, he just needed a patient listener just.

That and a few years after that, he also made several girlfriend, are not long. He can't find the feeling. She is also, always celibacy. He found that she is actually very simple but elegant, charm, Thomas hardy fans with. He smiled at her heart is high, she just smiled.

But one day, he got tired of the state of calm, decided to go out for a walk. Got my passport, he put the store before all the formal to her. This time, she didn't oppose, just that for his care until he came back.

In the days of blood elf who is suffering, but in this suffering, but he found open wide horizon and mind. Of all the bitterness cloudless, he suddenly found out that, in sickness and in health, to poor or rich, and smug, real or unpleasant accompanied by his side, only her. His whereabouts, her letter the wuding but always follow behind him, a word slice speech, gently light, but always feel warm  MBT Kafala. He wants to go back to is.......

When he came back home for her great effort in doing this and moved. Whether home or store, his things his position has been saved well, as if waiting for him at any time to come back. He yell her name, but no one response.

The store got the new manager, he told him that she had died because became ill because of overwork for half a year. According to the command of her, he always call special attention to his whereabouts, and she left the hundreds of letter, sent for one of his shop, for management he packing house until he came back.

He put her belongings up to him, a dragonfly specimens, and a roll of tape, is her deathbed.

Only when the tape she last gasps of light language: like girl
"I...... to marry you......?......"

27 years away, he like children terribly.

No one know, sometimes, a woman with her life is such a simple sentence......

Par holyzomkr - 0 commentaire(s)le 14 juin 2011
Lundi 13 juin 2011

MBT Nama Could not dismantle shadow box

After 2555 days MBT Fora, she and I detested. When out of the door of the neighborhood, I think, out the siege of men and women like her may now so, not even to look me in the eye.
The next day, she came back up your things. Finished up, but also in the house, suddenly found that drove fruit basket was placed the apples, then pick for the rosy, plug into the bag, this is her a few days ago to buy.
I can't help, marriage is a ridiculous sneer at the things together, in my heart, wish to each other, break up, incredibly refuses to even a few apples are not spared.
Never found out that belongs to her, but she still pictures. Suddenly, her eyes stopped in the wall, and I understand, is that 40 inches photography.
I think she will take it all away, because, at the outset I determined not spent the 1888 yuan of injustice, and she said, "all my life just this once, a miser, we out half.". So, she and I first had AA system.
I stood up, take off the frame, with a screwdriver and up-I also went out half of the money, you have to take, can only take half!
But the frame that 12 screw has corrosion MBT MOTO GTX, no matter how I tried to, can screw up. See I picked up the saw, she said simply: "could not dismantle don't down, keep it." I snorted: "just not rare? You take it."
I obstinately to fill into the frame her car, a carefree heart. However, when I suddenly saw the wall door, towards the party marked white, a kind of say a loneliness but rise up from my heart.
After that, I work hard during the day, and at night and colleagues to bars, happy and unruly. However, every home, the party marked white but always hitting my eyes, heart, empty and pain repeatedly.
Weekend, colleagues of the double into, leaving me the doormat. I returned home, open a computer, who knows MBT Nama, but her home page popup blog.
Suddenly remind of, this is her 30 years old birthday that day, I as a birthday gift for her create. A sense of traction let me point opened her blog, I see, the latest one, remain in her last day at home:
"I did he like to eat Chinese steak, bought a bottle of red wine, but when he came back, I already fell asleep at his table......" "Look at him and the frame, the full head big sweat, I think, that screws although already corrosion, but more solid, if the love can also such, should have much good......"
Have a heart of a kind of things, like ShanBengDeLie disintegrated suddenly ring. I repeatedly empty at the party, the back of the screen suddenly felt a cold. Return to absolute being, just discover oneself is already was in tears.
I on her blog: "is there a message as something that belongs to you landed in the home, you take it."
The next day, she went home, a face of doubt, ask: "is there anything else I?" I am silent, gazed at her, and she like to understand what, from the my eyes, and watched the wall that party white.
"What belongs to me?" She broke the silence. I pull her shoulders, said slowly, "and is yours, that is--I!"
She stay there, I also static stands. Very long, a clear and the tears of the glittering and translucent in the coagulation slowly the corner of her, suddenly I will her into the hand of her bosom, and also catch painful my arms, close to the chest let I can hardly breathe.
I do not know how long after, she gently pushed me out of the car, take it back to a package with the tarp things. After opening, unexpectedly is that photography MBT Nama. I hung it back to the wall, the catch her shoulders, watched.
We head tightly, our next to hand tightly arm, the incoming white headscarf, her smile is so beautiful and happy--
Suddenly want to, the marriage is like this, a shadow box could not dismantle will never could not dismantle, our love will also be like this picture photography, eyes case forever in the life most beautiful at that moment.
Par holyzomkr - 0 commentaire(s)le 13 juin 2011

Back on the road. The love bags MBT Tariki

The unit is propaganda to rebuilding the education MBT Tataga, he wanted to, that was his life's dream. Just imagine in the vast universe brandish asperses his wisdom and passion, he will have been surging.
But he and his wife have continued to discuss. Recently she woke up in the middle MBT Tariki, often cried out a headache. Early going to accompany her to go to the hospital to check, but all kinds of reasons but he twisted. For this he heart is always full of guilt, how much more will the aid to two years. No, in the days of his wife how to take care of yourself?
The term of registration and closer, he debauched is burning. In the evening, put the lamp, and in the dark he crustily skin of head to his wife a showdown. To his surprise, the wife just gently into his arms, said quietly, I already know your heart, go to, don't worry about me, the wife can never lose the opportunity of the dream come true, but it is difficult to find. He held little wife fell in her arms, can't help heart pulled tightly hurt it.
On that day, wife carefully to his readied to change of clothing, home: the medicine, he likes to eat a bag of garlic...... He always never say a word, just sat gazing through the cleaning up his wife bags. Looking at looking at, and tears will automatically flow: "I want to get you put into my bags. With me on the road." His wife has changed the past, the delicate unexpectedly like a big sister like gently hugged him: "don't be silly, only two years just, in order to meet you, I DuoNian are 20......."
The car is about to start, my wife to his three sacks, each on the written all date. The wife said, that is three kit MBT Sini, containing her love, must be in the designated date in open. His wife even let he swore, must stick to discipline. With a smile, he promised.
See a wife such open-minded, his heart a little relieved some.
Hard aid began only a week, and he can't hold on. There the lack of rain, serious soil and water, let he hath not more than, common people closed diarrhea folly, a language exchange difficult work is difficult to launch,... To the fantasy is before dream vehemence lost.
The stillness of the night, early voices around didn't, he lay in a hard MuBanChuang, how also can not sleep, just miss the good wife face, really want to listen to her voice, even if a well ah. Unfortunately, this modern life away from the city far away from the state, let alone the phone call, even all don't know here. Suddenly thought of his wife to her three kit, took out a look. The first date is just above card today. He hurriedly you open it, is the wife of painting a picture, very clumsy handwriting, a drop in crevices from drop, the following is a piece of stone with hole. He is thinking about the meaning of the painting at, a penny saved, what things are people not to be? Good wise wife, she must think I will face many difficulties, there will be the retreat of the idea, to design the kit to encourage me. His tears will not obedient to flow.
He picked up himself, overcame all the difficulties in the mountains, and the results have successfully set up shop with all kinds of fame), with flowers. He began to complacency up, gladly accept the invitation from all sides.
One day, he suddenly thought of his wife's second kit. This time he was really busy before a head, open on see, date has been two months. It is a picture, a person from the cliff standing, the front is a pile of flowers. This painting is really too direct, he only looked at a glance was deeply hurt. Some of the recent recall of his time, driven to cruising in flowers and applause, all quick forget his own work. From the cliff himself is one step away! His wife's remind let he was out in a cold sweat.
He was glad to open the card in time, the more glad to have such a considerate and wit sensitive wife. In a wife, he will never detours.
Two years of education finally came to an end, he took a glory returns to the home MBT Tariki. Just off the train, he can't wait to open the third kit, inside still painting a picture, and an arrow pointing in the direction of the home. Imagine the wife is at home waiting for him, and ready to a table of hot food waiting for his back, his heart was nice and warm.
Open the door, the home is unusually quiet. He searched the room also didn't see his passionate wife. He is puzzled, finds the table a letter not letter, is the wife of the sealing of handwriting, above have lagged the thick a layer of dust.
Dear:
See this letter, you must triumphant return. And we now have is apart of Yin and Yang, as early as in before you go, I would have found themselves have a malignant brain tumor. But I was to leave the world with a smile, for your love, but also because I helped my favorite people dream, your happiness is my lifetime of happiness. Ha ha, I didn't pull your way. Three kit in carrying all my love, love bags on the back, you can win back to my side. To me, you have to live!
Par holyzomkr - 0 commentaire(s)le 13 juin 2011
Dimanche 12 juin 2011

MBT Barabara Happiness in marriage is the second way tea

He and she are after divorce MBT Tupu, so, re-marry he always describe yourself and her marriage like tea in the second way: first a have already drunk, initial lingering fragrance and past, two people are married with gentle state of mind. But for companionship, but to life on a mutual heating, back to home is no longer one cold at empty clearly the house, there is a broken beautiful apron around the people on the lamp of the kitchen in cooking, there is a feeling of home, enough.
This time, he did not want to what love not love. And his ex-wife's moon to say love, three years later, she but with a foreigner eloped with him. What love, all is deceitful, can live is really honest. And her ex-husband more unfortunate, made a fortune there someone else, very old story, happened in her body, meet now husband, she want is but a porridge meal of life, as to a love, she also didn't want to think more.
Besides, she took a 4 years old daughter come over. Because took the children, so consider more some, she often observed whether he give children face, whether like children. The time is long, she found him continue to give children buy eat buy clothes, pick up the kids to send their children. So, she realized that his heart, to know his heart have children and her.
A year later, she was pregnant. This time MBT Tembea, his children.
That day he birthday, she went to a table vegetables, booked cake, want to give him a surprise. She said, "guess what, I send you any birthday gift?"
He shook his head with a smile: "couldn't guess." She posted on his ear said: "I have your children."
He smiled happily, but do not have imagined happy. Had a few drinks, he took her hand: "to do off!"
"Why? You are not particularly fond of children MBT Barabara? I have a baby boy, and our daughter company." She know, his ex-wife for avant-garde way of life, never to his children.
He patted her hand: "we are not already have daughter?"
After hearing this words, she was in tears. Because this sentence enough to convince her heart. She knows she picked the right man.
At last they mentioned the love. She said: "I think, married the man but is their living just, the daily necessities of the husband and wife life, not think too much, can put a porridge meal a day good is happiness." And he told her: "know? Love is perhaps that cup of tea, a the, and can't wait to drink, not enough time to fine taste bitter, or more than faint scent, resistance to get the tea, can put the second way product out tea is not the same scent. We are the second way." the tea
Later, he met her moneybags ex-husband. Her ex-husband bully ground to say: "to my daughter better ah, or take care of your life!!!!!" He had to laugh: "I'm sorry, she is now my daughter." A word four two dial one thousand catties. Her ex-husband boring walked.
She caught him by the arm, some moved to say: "know? Love it is in the life the details of the young. We said that an armchair strategist of the vows of eternal love MBT Barabara, is how pale! Had met the suffering of the people, perhaps love, know more how to have it good. And the second way tea, love life true because because two loving heart, will become more fragrant and charming.
Par holyzomkr - 0 commentaire(s)le 12 juin 2011
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