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Compose something for the youth
09:45, 17/12/2009
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Compose something for the youth Slept at night, slept very heavily. Rumour outside window, patter of rain, each is pleasant, it still falls asleep to heart's content and right!
I have no sleep, wonder staring at whether there are eyes of one of blood, eagle-eyed! I will think once in a while, it is my greatest good fortune that I am not blind. Eyes are the window of the soul, and the soul of the soul, Heaven lets me have a pair of bright eyes, it is to my greatest attachment and care. I, what reasons are there - -Do not treasure my eyes carefully!
Seven year, I witness many innate strabismus, child of amblyopia, I in brightness and bright to pursue I want dream that let of child. The ones that came and went rush about, persistent pursuit, am I bitter? That is the energies that my youth brings!
Tears, it is moist to appear to be at this moment a little, I clean eyes gently, feel whom room fill the air muddy air current, make me confused but right. I open the window, very that room, spirit clear eye is comfortable. My obvious feeling, the wind is the freshness like this naturally, damp that also there is a silk silk. I have completely forgotten to wear the unlined garment by oneself, leave the dabing of wind, leave the discussing animatedly of rain, being intoxicated in one's own world, I am completely at a loss. I only know I am absorbing natural song, the earth is so close unexpectedly to me to link up, the heart, has been filled with the heart of the warm blood, begins to flutter in the earth!
Do not I have a dream? Do not I have future? I do not have ...... I nothing? If, all these the true,how it will be I face by oneself? I have not imagined, it is imagined that I will not go forever in such thing.
Youth, has already gone far from me; The dream, whether I have future. It is I that have been considering this, has pestered my sincerity, or the heart forms. Tired each time, bitter, injured, I am afraid, I no longer dare to move ahead. , to me, I would not always entered and cherish dedicatedly, I have already learnt to forget everything in any pain of injury, in other words, have already learnt to fix lightly coolly - -Remain indifferent whether granted favors or subjected to humiliation. However, it is grieved to be grieved, say happily it is the grieved shade, pain of injury is a happy source. Have I already forgotten to be grieved? Then I, can not find happy sounds of shadows either? Numb, humorous, is full of my heads? No, my cry loudly, I want to refuse! Grieved, you come, I welcome, have open the heart wide, has opened my firm mind wide, please come quickly!
ldquo; If not some is cold to the bone, where to have the plum blossom to assail the nostrils fragrantly " ,I would not always shrink back, will not refuse, firm heart - -" the bar of iron wears into the needle " ! The cold wind is still whizzing, the patter of rain is still giving repeated exhortations, what the ice-cold both feet represented is not my hearts. I obvious feeling heart jump, passion burn, in pamper imagination future I ......
Youth is a life; Youth is years; Youth is that song of deducing! Last night, I was remembering in childhood, was recalling the youth, the passion that was remembered in the past, aftertasting the years when have already disappearing. Today, I am on the illusion future, I let rightly still in my future of illusion. "Let's dream! " ,Please don't say to me like this. I open eyes of me wide clearly, ten on fluttering the keyboard point, my soul is jumping, in my life of talking animatedly. This is not a dream, this is not a dream definitely, my future is not a dream! At night, you sleep, your rest well. Today's rest, today's sleep, not only for tomorrow! Not in order to have better fighting will and passion! I do not have sleeps, I fear the sleep, do I fear youthful disappearance? How far is the heart, how long the road is, my heart way? How long on earth you are, would you please tell me, I wouldn't consider and vast and hazy earnestly!
The patter of rain is pleasant again, Xi's patter, it is mixed to interweave, mild and roundabout and touching each other, " hey " One sign, so soul-stirring to come on unexpectedly! Are not you bitter? Are not you tired? You go home in the humble abode, are getting oneself down to one's heart's content! The heart not dying, the non- far way, the youth not disappearing yet, waves at you in Ping Ping, call to you, you say kind-heartedness world great emotion most? Are not you wishing eagerly and pursuing? Oh, I see, you are tempering oneself, you are encouraging oneself, you are reviewing oneself. Have, three it examines to be but one day, well, for three examine, please remember one's own oath and youth firmly one, it is oneself, it is the life, grown, perhaps not need ashamed talking, for more people, it is one's own youth that composes a melody that can understand!
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