2014年03月27日
Happy time
Quietly close your eyes, hands, touch the sun warm smiling face, its light and heat, through the pores of the body, let me cool climate in the southern autumn added in a good mood.
Autumn is a romantic season, nine in the morning to get up, open the curtains, the sun like a spirit to my eyes welled up, slightly harsh, hurt the eyes, a little sour acid feeling.
Wash finished, holding a pregnant with hot water, instant oatmeal, gently stirring, your hands around the hot cup, standing at the window, the sun will shine like the hot smoke, yellow rice cereal, reminds me of the autumn rice harvest. Scene: autumn, harvester rolls in the rice fields, around. Rotate, out of a golden full grain. The rice fields, waist high rice, bow Michelia, shy about it and farmer two times a year to close. Youth, a person shuttles back and forth in a golden wave, touching beautiful soft golden sunshine on his Asia, brown skin, his skin has a mature and healthy beauty. Presumably the next year, the youth also grow tall and strong man in the paddy field, and the sun with the breath, a common fate. Oh, the memory of the paddy field, have the same color in autumn, with wheat as warm, sunny dust atmosphere.
The sunshine in autumn, gently slowly, light danced in fine dust in summer, those lovely green, green and healthy, green lush leaves, now, but is somewhat low, be in the blues like autumn leaves, but light to the girl with a bright luster, not let people see she unloaded the makeup of the weary in autumn.
The sunshine in autumn, is the most warm sweet and gentle. Out of the window, the crystal clear water, gentle waves waves, ripples hid with gentle eyes. His eyes, crystal clear, like water Lingling grapes; compared to West Lake in Wonderland like a quality suggestive of poetry or painting; his eyes, less noble temperament, more pleasant sensation; less quiet, more changes. Not you but feeling, mood through eyes smart. You see, the autumn wind Piaoguo, the flashing green thin broken pieces of luster as the river flows to the East, with a little girl Huaichun restless complex; you see, vessel, motor "beep" sound, traces, like protract peacock tail feathers, the Mou son immediately disappear a sparkling luster, such as a piece of pure jade with jade like simple, quiet and color. After the journey, the autumn wind again, I do not know what reason, the quiet of the river and the concentrated light to the rain. At this time, eyes shining with complex emotions, toward the east toward the West slowly slowly drips, rhythm, towards various directions circuitous rotation, like the early Earth, and sentimental autumn melancholy young woman, eyes filled with tears in the eyes around beating, changing flashing Yingying tears, oh, Akiko Ri river so sentimental!
The autumn sunshine, with lazy breath, let me start with weariness, one does not want to exercise. Out of the balcony, a cup of delicious Chrysanthemum Tea, sitting in the mahogany bench, rest for a while, basking in the warm sun, blowing cool wind, a blank mind be overcome by one's feelings. Yawn, though a sleepy, but also can't sleep, so he picked up a collection of Turgenev's essays on look up.
Autumn is a romantic season, nine in the morning to get up, open the curtains, the sun like a spirit to my eyes welled up, slightly harsh, hurt the eyes, a little sour acid feeling.
Wash finished, holding a pregnant with hot water, instant oatmeal, gently stirring, your hands around the hot cup, standing at the window, the sun will shine like the hot smoke, yellow rice cereal, reminds me of the autumn rice harvest. Scene: autumn, harvester rolls in the rice fields, around. Rotate, out of a golden full grain. The rice fields, waist high rice, bow Michelia, shy about it and farmer two times a year to close. Youth, a person shuttles back and forth in a golden wave, touching beautiful soft golden sunshine on his Asia, brown skin, his skin has a mature and healthy beauty. Presumably the next year, the youth also grow tall and strong man in the paddy field, and the sun with the breath, a common fate. Oh, the memory of the paddy field, have the same color in autumn, with wheat as warm, sunny dust atmosphere.
The sunshine in autumn, gently slowly, light danced in fine dust in summer, those lovely green, green and healthy, green lush leaves, now, but is somewhat low, be in the blues like autumn leaves, but light to the girl with a bright luster, not let people see she unloaded the makeup of the weary in autumn.
The sunshine in autumn, is the most warm sweet and gentle. Out of the window, the crystal clear water, gentle waves waves, ripples hid with gentle eyes. His eyes, crystal clear, like water Lingling grapes; compared to West Lake in Wonderland like a quality suggestive of poetry or painting; his eyes, less noble temperament, more pleasant sensation; less quiet, more changes. Not you but feeling, mood through eyes smart. You see, the autumn wind Piaoguo, the flashing green thin broken pieces of luster as the river flows to the East, with a little girl Huaichun restless complex; you see, vessel, motor "beep" sound, traces, like protract peacock tail feathers, the Mou son immediately disappear a sparkling luster, such as a piece of pure jade with jade like simple, quiet and color. After the journey, the autumn wind again, I do not know what reason, the quiet of the river and the concentrated light to the rain. At this time, eyes shining with complex emotions, toward the east toward the West slowly slowly drips, rhythm, towards various directions circuitous rotation, like the early Earth, and sentimental autumn melancholy young woman, eyes filled with tears in the eyes around beating, changing flashing Yingying tears, oh, Akiko Ri river so sentimental!
The autumn sunshine, with lazy breath, let me start with weariness, one does not want to exercise. Out of the balcony, a cup of delicious Chrysanthemum Tea, sitting in the mahogany bench, rest for a while, basking in the warm sun, blowing cool wind, a blank mind be overcome by one's feelings. Yawn, though a sleepy, but also can't sleep, so he picked up a collection of Turgenev's essays on look up.
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