Lifetime misuse

Suojia think this is a dream that, because of the past two decades, he has been living in that situation where those past, but never willing to wake up too.
"Mother, the medication was." Bowl a maiden holding hands sticky concoction of black cloud in front Suojia said softly. Face is sad.
"Ahem ... cough ... ... ... think of, to sing a song for the Mother" dumping on the evil "strike." Suojia lying in bed, but is constantly coughing and had to slightly pale sickly, was actually because of cough Act added two wipe flush. Helpless eyes narrowed. Years, the pain had already destroyed her withered Huarong meteorite and miserable.

Sighed thinking of children, helpless down concoction, Niangqin the body is diminished each day, while they do not know what to do. Opened a bead curtain, embrace a lute, think of sitting on the Suojia lean side of the trunk will eventually lead to thin light blue lute string fingertips, softly singing songs Nagqu.
"Sadness late autumn, back Red, wedlock, your hand, Jiuquan on, hope Jun does not return, persevering Ho, ends of the earth, heaven and earth, the two vast ... ..." girls soft voice echoed in the room, quite a few appear points solitude.

Suojia eyes closed listening to this got the right stuff, want to come these twenty years, this song is heard no less than hundreds of times. Suddenly began to feel that time back, memories of those fragments began to change. Suojia uphold immersed in it being a memory, the eyes actually a bit wet. She knew she was old, and even more used to recall, and over and over again remembering those who have washed out a long time past, even though the years, the four men named as the face of it Daoke never been vague in their hearts Cheap ClothesJuniors DressesLED LightRenault can clipbmw gt1Aluminium Powder led lightSEO ServicesReplica Watches

Love So Heavy

Urban opened a sentimental side of the name of love of light music bar called the Vine, I like it. Although I do not like to drink, can be there I like the atmosphere a little drunk coffee and wine. In the early spring rain in the evening, I had just opened a door of the bar to see the place I used to sit alone drinking, he first saw him and as I look, across the cold and lonely. I sat across from him is called a cup of Blue Mountain, he suddenly raised his head, startled eyes looked at me puzzled, shocked me, and then he grabbed the bottle and knocks it back to drink, the more accurate should be said that irrigation wine. Then he wept on the table. I was really shocked and overwhelmed, but my heart is inexplicable to the pain. I want to reach out Woxia his hand, but I did not. That night, he drank, drunk. Later, I called him to my small flat handlebars. The next morning, sleeping in the living room while I was awakened by the sound the door, opened his eyes he is gone, the coffee table with a memo "I'm light, thank you!"

From that day on, my heart was a military man named just hold the light. I still work every day, in addition to those eight hours, I was thinking of all his. He made me so curious, so distressed, I began to think of ways to know him bit by bit. So, I know his phone, his home address, he has a 10-year-old son, and he has a love of a woman called "Elsa" ... ...

To the rainy season, wet weather, every day, like my mood. I still love every day cane, in addition to drinking would also like to wait for him. Two weeks later, he did not again, waiting for all my thoughts became. But I know he will come. I want to tell him that if I can, I want to become friends with him. This is my life, the only active for 30 years, treatment of a brave man.

Last night in a micro-fine, he touched the door rattan love wind chimes. Crunchy on the wind that the clear, clean clear clarity of the hit from my heart. He sat across from me asked me a confused:


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