2011年6月30日星期四
The girl off line
This time, I was severely stabbed him with a knife, but also against themselves, seemed to hear heart rupture of the sound. Dark red blood dripping, is out of the window crying rain erosion, forest from network flows to the unconscious distance of sth
My black him! Then come to the chat room, madly clinging to a man named BOM, full of nonsense. He is Mo Mo, speechless, anger surging under the lava must be in the Earth's crust. Looked quietly, secretly hoping he coaxed me a kid, shout a loud "good", he began to speak to oneself, a poem of a sad sadness song appears on the title: "handle xiangkan tears were silent in condensate pharynx", "ice jade Langan baizhang, depressing clouds dreary Wanli coagulation", "well sigh, dangerous high Zai! Shu Road difficult hard to blue sky "sth
At midnight, he has something important to tomorrow, I lost my cool, "would you sleep? "He is turning a deaf ear, as if the world does not exist. Early summer rain days under pull, something you're pressure in the chest, a grasp of fear me. Finally, he spoke of "hard to love someone, adieu! "Bitter on the stem have a sore throat:" I wish you happiness! "," I wish you happiness! ”。 He disappeared in the storm, my mind is blank. Suddenly, he changed his first name "never lost my love" appeared! A little sunlight penetration into the heart window, "I threw the PHS to contact with you, and threw them into the toilet. "Faint light was swiftly Dim, sink! Sink! Sink! Doors of hell I reveal the shapes of the smile. What has happened to me? My stupid yet? I'm crazy? Efforts to pull the curtain of memory –
Xinxinran sitting in front of the computer, open the QQ, familiar portrait splash: "obedient, to do today? "A lovely smiling face away," brother in chant? "Wait a minute, long as a century," in the. "," What are you? Hum! "Jiaochen to him," good, would you please leave? "," Brother away again? " She came before her. "That his first love – online in Australia studying girls? Like electric shocks, like sour feeling numb pain pain through my body. "Chat room came across, to the Green, missing a few years, is just talk. "" You go. "" Well! "You don't come back! "" Does not pass reasonable, you! "I bite his lips do not ignore him.
"Which do you want to see go, meet again however sad, also out flowers to chat? "I fall silent," first, she didn't we met a long time. Second, she's not you lovely. Third, she's not you have a talent. Four, she's not you sth Five good, what are the five? "I don't say," five, only you. "" Relieved, right? "" Do not rest assured! ”
The love story of two grain of sand in front of shaking. Once, he pulled I play a game of stories: the sands of the two love each other, spanning millions of years love time and space. We play to the imagination, story out, he said, people who tell the story, is that his heartache girl – when, on her senior year, English major, very plain is very pretty. Often dare night, over the school wall, the Internet waiting for him. Because the ideal is not working hard, he encouraged girls articles by every day. The result, wit, she not only pass the, but also study abroad. Girl with fiery eyes to look forward to watching him, as long as you say, I'll leave! "I have known his father, painting just before her life expanded and such a good study abroad opportunities, and xinhei under her, for a mobile phone of the contact. She hate SB. to death I hate in the bone marrow. Under the helpless, she went to Australia. --You know, I have more pain until wants you. ”
The girl off line, he's trying to make me laugh. Whatever interpretation, wayward Mustang was in my heart rush, and also refused to listen, "think black you! Let your Random Harvest! ”“you！！！ You dare!!! "" Why not? "I raised his on-the-horizon shining knife Perak fragmented along the night, raining more sth
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That summer of that year
Soon after, I saw love network has continued to change. I was pleased to note that, so long in love under network situation of frequent revision, loved love net network is always either layout or names are not changed. I remember that I love the NET see purple Xin is the first text. First people there know her. Love network is also flourishing at that time, was warm. Couse do moderator is purple Xin, also ＾ chimera Xuan ＾ midnight. Love network so strong I was attracted by the warmth of a warm when purple Xin run to three to go. Love NET sudden quiet down.
When I started to love network decided to stay in.
Love network after the days of calm. Read: pulley and then *^ not familiar with, but I am under the text of every article published, she always said that some people feel warm words. Perhaps the couse, she was not deliberate, but for me has always encouraged.
Time raced to 05 April 1. Purple Xin resigned. All along, she is a responsible person, maybe she really just wants to rest for a long time after the tired. But I did not think of is that from the beginning of April of that year until now, purple Xin did not return. Resigned immediately after midnight. Is this time, love network moderator started revolving scenic lantern to change. Later on, Yat-rain and willow; still later, Yi soon left the rain, came. Owner turned, Yat-rain rain kiss and flowers.
That summer of that year, love net a first essay. Essay by fenfen Basidiomycetes and escape the rain picked up. I wrote of the micro-flow---------dance won the first prize of the year. Just in love with many people in the network is gone, who do not see my text is gradually tends to be recognized.
Once I once thought, and hoped that one day, these kind of hottie in short departure and back again. Just after all now know, the wounded love network of men and women, give them never to return here after all, they had home.
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When I started to love network decided to stay in.
Love network after the days of calm. Read: pulley and then *^ not familiar with, but I am under the text of every article published, she always said that some people feel warm words. Perhaps the couse, she was not deliberate, but for me has always encouraged.
Time raced to 05 April 1. Purple Xin resigned. All along, she is a responsible person, maybe she really just wants to rest for a long time after the tired. But I did not think of is that from the beginning of April of that year until now, purple Xin did not return. Resigned immediately after midnight. Is this time, love network moderator started revolving scenic lantern to change. Later on, Yat-rain and willow; still later, Yi soon left the rain, came. Owner turned, Yat-rain rain kiss and flowers.
That summer of that year, love net a first essay. Essay by fenfen Basidiomycetes and escape the rain picked up. I wrote of the micro-flow---------dance won the first prize of the year. Just in love with many people in the network is gone, who do not see my text is gradually tends to be recognized.
Once I once thought, and hoped that one day, these kind of hottie in short departure and back again. Just after all now know, the wounded love network of men and women, give them never to return here after all, they had home.
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Man on woman's eyes
Dry the Cup! Men will drink a gulp. With very complex man through the eyes of a woman. When men drink second cup, eyes staring at the woman would firmly. Such a lovely man didn't think a woman beauty. Always heard things on the Internet is not reliable, but opposite sits a beauty. Man, I kissed you in the dream, that taste is acid.
Man on woman's eyes, the heart beats, such a man is riding a comet tails comes the Leopard, is the best in man. His movements, his body gave her such a feeling. Two eye views for ten seconds, woman wet over the eyes of a man's head, suddenly look away.
Woman caught a glimpse of a picture, is a family of three in Frisky photos, woman's heart gave a fibrillation, has such a home for himself. That moment, the woman wanted to have many, many.
Man, you don't go out tonight, shall we rented a hotel? Silent for a long time, said to her, if for myself, I will not hesitate as you. However, we all have that damn responsibility, spouse, children. If we abandon our all, and to choose our life again, I think, I wouldn't be the woman you love, you will not be the man I love, because we all have to own lusts inglorious history.
Slowly shed tears down the vicissitudes of a man's face. Man raised his Cup was a gulp. Man, life has many helpless, I am willing to shelter from the other end of the line, will miss carved into petals in a dream.
Man and woman, never to meet. They still play jokes on both ends of the line. Night time, two people both online and see each other is not. Man, last night, I met you in the dream. Woman says, it put me in a dream. Man, thank you. Later, I think you are right. Woman smiled and said, wise men, still do stupid things?
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Man on woman's eyes, the heart beats, such a man is riding a comet tails comes the Leopard, is the best in man. His movements, his body gave her such a feeling. Two eye views for ten seconds, woman wet over the eyes of a man's head, suddenly look away.
Woman caught a glimpse of a picture, is a family of three in Frisky photos, woman's heart gave a fibrillation, has such a home for himself. That moment, the woman wanted to have many, many.
Man, you don't go out tonight, shall we rented a hotel? Silent for a long time, said to her, if for myself, I will not hesitate as you. However, we all have that damn responsibility, spouse, children. If we abandon our all, and to choose our life again, I think, I wouldn't be the woman you love, you will not be the man I love, because we all have to own lusts inglorious history.
Slowly shed tears down the vicissitudes of a man's face. Man raised his Cup was a gulp. Man, life has many helpless, I am willing to shelter from the other end of the line, will miss carved into petals in a dream.
Man and woman, never to meet. They still play jokes on both ends of the line. Night time, two people both online and see each other is not. Man, last night, I met you in the dream. Woman says, it put me in a dream. Man, thank you. Later, I think you are right. Woman smiled and said, wise men, still do stupid things?
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2011年6月24日星期五
New Toyota Lexus obd
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Nothing happened
Nothing happened
I was a lonely child. When I was a kid, I used to stay in one place very far away, where watched little friends to play, and they will not see me, because I always hid in other people sight. I always do not like talking to strangers, from the time I came to this village, the village which are all strangers, I began to silence does not speak, and no one said. Gradually, we all thought I was dumb, but I will speak, I just do not want to say, even an uncle did not know.
When I was five years old came to this remote village, the year I remember particularly cold winter, the snow day after day, I almost thought I would have frozen to death, and that I particularly remember that distant time South of the warm and humid, although I do not like those years I have experienced things, but I really do not want to stay in a cold place.
I'm from the far south to the warm damp places more distant cold north of the town. Before that I had not seen this so-called uncle, I only know that he is the only brother of my mother. But my mother, that I do not like a woman to live in this cold place, but she was out of here, died in the far south of the city, always stayed at the wet and warm environment inside . Sometimes I really envy her, could have been like to stay I like that place. Year she and a man died in a car accident together, the man is not my father. I do not know who my father is, I think my uncle did not know, or he will not say: You're a wild species. I do not want to identify what, so I chose to no longer speak.
My uncle came home in third year, I started there in the post-col mountain cattle, because my aunt told me the only food to eat before work. But the cousin did not work but also have something to eat. At that time I do not know why he is still the choice to silence, but then I was thinking, if I was talking to her she would not be scared to death of the past, I still did not speak after all, a person holding cattle to go quietly the mountain. In that year, the cow has become my only friend, and I speak into every day, I fear that if it does not, and others speak, then I really can not speak.
Cattle in those days, when evening comes, I would be particularly sad, I began to think of my mother. Although I do not like her, but I began to miss her. That evening three years ago, she became a beautiful snow lotus, or so beautiful, but she was never the left, a white sheet to cover her body, that she left me The final impression. Now every time I see something white, are also afraid, because I would think it was my mother, but they end up leaving.
In the village, relying on the left side of the road in a small room, which is home to a lovely old man, long white beard told me that he is very old. Every time I see him, he will be stroking my head that the child good. I listened to would be particularly touched the verge of tears. Every time the old man would tell me the story, Journey to the story, I remember very clearly, because in that year of almost no people talking to me. I have always felt the old man is a particularly lovely old man, so in the first and his goodbye, I casually shouted, Grandpa. The strange thing is the old man did not show of astonishment, just nodded his head slightly toward me. Later, I learned that, everyone knows I will not speak, but they do not want to speak to me nothing more. Think of the age of eight years, even in front of my aunt cry, she will not be scared to death, I might still beating. Article willow remember the way the body pumping, a Road bruising almost all over the body, may be their own do not cry, her anger was changed to eliminate it, will cause only because it broke a bowl.<div
I was a lonely child. When I was a kid, I used to stay in one place very far away, where watched little friends to play, and they will not see me, because I always hid in other people sight. I always do not like talking to strangers, from the time I came to this village, the village which are all strangers, I began to silence does not speak, and no one said. Gradually, we all thought I was dumb, but I will speak, I just do not want to say, even an uncle did not know.
When I was five years old came to this remote village, the year I remember particularly cold winter, the snow day after day, I almost thought I would have frozen to death, and that I particularly remember that distant time South of the warm and humid, although I do not like those years I have experienced things, but I really do not want to stay in a cold place.
I'm from the far south to the warm damp places more distant cold north of the town. Before that I had not seen this so-called uncle, I only know that he is the only brother of my mother. But my mother, that I do not like a woman to live in this cold place, but she was out of here, died in the far south of the city, always stayed at the wet and warm environment inside . Sometimes I really envy her, could have been like to stay I like that place. Year she and a man died in a car accident together, the man is not my father. I do not know who my father is, I think my uncle did not know, or he will not say: You're a wild species. I do not want to identify what, so I chose to no longer speak.
My uncle came home in third year, I started there in the post-col mountain cattle, because my aunt told me the only food to eat before work. But the cousin did not work but also have something to eat. At that time I do not know why he is still the choice to silence, but then I was thinking, if I was talking to her she would not be scared to death of the past, I still did not speak after all, a person holding cattle to go quietly the mountain. In that year, the cow has become my only friend, and I speak into every day, I fear that if it does not, and others speak, then I really can not speak.
Cattle in those days, when evening comes, I would be particularly sad, I began to think of my mother. Although I do not like her, but I began to miss her. That evening three years ago, she became a beautiful snow lotus, or so beautiful, but she was never the left, a white sheet to cover her body, that she left me The final impression. Now every time I see something white, are also afraid, because I would think it was my mother, but they end up leaving.
In the village, relying on the left side of the road in a small room, which is home to a lovely old man, long white beard told me that he is very old. Every time I see him, he will be stroking my head that the child good. I listened to would be particularly touched the verge of tears. Every time the old man would tell me the story, Journey to the story, I remember very clearly, because in that year of almost no people talking to me. I have always felt the old man is a particularly lovely old man, so in the first and his goodbye, I casually shouted, Grandpa. The strange thing is the old man did not show of astonishment, just nodded his head slightly toward me. Later, I learned that, everyone knows I will not speak, but they do not want to speak to me nothing more. Think of the age of eight years, even in front of my aunt cry, she will not be scared to death, I might still beating. Article willow remember the way the body pumping, a Road bruising almost all over the body, may be their own do not cry, her anger was changed to eliminate it, will cause only because it broke a bowl.<div
2011年4月5日星期二
High Precision Laser Cutter
High Precision Laser Cutter
Product Name：High Precision Laser Cutter [High Precision Laser Cutter]
Product No：92442-158
Model：CX-C
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Last update：2010.01.11
Manufacturer：WuHan ChuangHeng Laser Equipment Co,.LTD
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Features
CX-H 300W Laser cutting machine with high beam quality, high reliability features, good optical mode, with high peak power, cut smooth, vertical degree is good, special equipment for cutting, suitable for stainless steel, carbon steel, copper, aluminum, molybdenum and other metal materials, cutting and drilling and welding, the cutting speed and kerf quality in the domestic leading level, numerical control programming, graphics and text, any plane can be processed, stable and reliable operation of the machine, processing quality, high efficiency, simple operation and easy maintenance.
Applications....................................
Widely used in machinery industry such as: machine tools, transportation machinery, metallurgy machinery, electronics, electrical appliances, electrical manufacturing, automobile manufacturing, communications, broadcasting and information industry, aviation, aerospace industry, petroleum, chemical industry, stone, plastic , paper and rubber products etc.
Product Name：High Precision Laser Cutter [High Precision Laser Cutter]
Product No：92442-158
Model：CX-C
Was Price：0Dollar/set Now Price：0Dollar/set
Last update：2010.01.11
Manufacturer：WuHan ChuangHeng Laser Equipment Co,.LTD
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Features
CX-H 300W Laser cutting machine with high beam quality, high reliability features, good optical mode, with high peak power, cut smooth, vertical degree is good, special equipment for cutting, suitable for stainless steel, carbon steel, copper, aluminum, molybdenum and other metal materials, cutting and drilling and welding, the cutting speed and kerf quality in the domestic leading level, numerical control programming, graphics and text, any plane can be processed, stable and reliable operation of the machine, processing quality, high efficiency, simple operation and easy maintenance.
Applications....................................
Widely used in machinery industry such as: machine tools, transportation machinery, metallurgy machinery, electronics, electrical appliances, electrical manufacturing, automobile manufacturing, communications, broadcasting and information industry, aviation, aerospace industry, petroleum, chemical industry, stone, plastic , paper and rubber products etc.
300W laser welder
300W laser welder
Product Name：300W laser welder [300W laser welder]
Product No：92345-483....................................
Model：CX-C
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Principle
It is capable of adjusting the height between the two-dimension worktable and rotary clamp, the incident angle of the deflected laser, choosing the output power, frequency as well as impulse width etc. Meanwhile, it is functional of fabric operation, over-heat automatic protection and output wave shape setting. The two-dimension worktable, rotary clamp can be controlled by IPC or PLC. it can provide varied solutions according to the needs of different trades.
Features
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2 Reliable performances..
3 Fine appearances.
4 Convenient operation as well as wide range of use
Product Name：300W laser welder [300W laser welder]
Product No：92345-483....................................
Model：CX-C
Was Price：0Dollar/set Now Price：0Dollar/set
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Product details
Principle
It is capable of adjusting the height between the two-dimension worktable and rotary clamp, the incident angle of the deflected laser, choosing the output power, frequency as well as impulse width etc. Meanwhile, it is functional of fabric operation, over-heat automatic protection and output wave shape setting. The two-dimension worktable, rotary clamp can be controlled by IPC or PLC. it can provide varied solutions according to the needs of different trades.
Features
1 High output power.
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3 Fine appearances.
4 Convenient operation as well as wide range of use
2011年3月10日星期四
People looking for the slow and quiet city
"Fast" and slow delivery of industry not only "playing mood" and "play the romantic", it appears also in fast-paced city guide to find the "slow flu", psychologists believe that slow delivery of mail within a few years is a kind of psychological therapy time, express in China has become an industry, people's lives. But many people may not know, now printing of the addition of a new industry - the "slow delivery."
What is the slow delivery? In short, "the letter addressed to the future." The recipient can be yourself or people around, such as 30 years after your own; also be a yet to come, but who will appear - such as your future children.
From a practical point of view, the slow delivery of almost no longer necessary. But the mood of the people who pay attention to the slow delivery shop but has a "mail feelings" and "save memory" function. Assuming many years later you suddenly received a letter from the past, the mood must be very strange.
Since the 2009 Beijing 798 Art District's "Panda slow delivery" since the establishment of the slow delivery industry in Chinese cities and tourist hot to take root, by college students, white-collar workers and young artists alike. They are eager to help "write a pen," the traditional way, in the fast-paced modern society to find a moment in the slow and quiet.
As a niche industry, slow delivery industry is no strict industry standards and regulation, whether the letter many years later handed the hands of the recipient, mailing the privacy of people can be protected, these important issues can only be rely on the owner's integrity and sense of responsibility.
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What is the slow delivery? In short, "the letter addressed to the future." The recipient can be yourself or people around, such as 30 years after your own; also be a yet to come, but who will appear - such as your future children.
From a practical point of view, the slow delivery of almost no longer necessary. But the mood of the people who pay attention to the slow delivery shop but has a "mail feelings" and "save memory" function. Assuming many years later you suddenly received a letter from the past, the mood must be very strange.
Since the 2009 Beijing 798 Art District's "Panda slow delivery" since the establishment of the slow delivery industry in Chinese cities and tourist hot to take root, by college students, white-collar workers and young artists alike. They are eager to help "write a pen," the traditional way, in the fast-paced modern society to find a moment in the slow and quiet.
As a niche industry, slow delivery industry is no strict industry standards and regulation, whether the letter many years later handed the hands of the recipient, mailing the privacy of people can be protected, these important issues can only be rely on the owner's integrity and sense of responsibility.
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2011年1月5日星期三
The so-called Love and Sex
The so-called Love and Sex
Do you like to see her naked in front of you would rather not blame her a trace, all of her clothes to cover their Chequ, wants to see all she has covered only hope that she is a hundred percent of your heart, and she all are yours, and her feelings, her body, including her joys and sorrows, are you! You can never meet, can not satisfy her how much you love, can not satisfy her desire to give you the pleasure, preferring to do what you love with your demonstration of sexual desire.
Women are angels, not only because she will bring you happiness and beauty, but also because she would rather you break her wings, as you fly! Instead, it makes you happier, because you ravaged her body.
You will say, I love you.
Sure, you love her. Is it you love her beautiful and full of desire for your body, you love her mouthwatering body.
There is no physical affection. You love when she screams at the climax, you love that you share her helplessness, she will love you more love you even more to the "happiness" and to meet your own!
You can not see you holding hands with her former happiness.
At that moment, to stimulate your sympathetic nervous excitement, you meet, yet she as a sex doll.
Because you know she loves you so everything that will give you a sick?
Only to themselves but also to be possessed of that kind of excited?
Just hope that they themselves would be the arm?
Because she loves you!
She loves you and you love her completely different!
You are joking.
But she had moved in as a little bit of give up their own.
She could not bear to hurt you, not make you love another woman whom and not take it anymore.
She was afraid of losing you, afraid you'll fall in love with another woman, so will all give you the first kiss, to love your own capital, to his first love, will be selected in the hesitation you.
When you see her naked, very poor in front of you, will think, what is true love it, how to distinguish between a love and sex it?
You for her, with no mercy and love, you always say, it is not love, just sex for you. Lust, satisfaction, excitement make you lose the true meaning of love, understanding.
Always appreciate the Platonic love, only love and no sex.
However, the man who will do there? And does not ask this, what man can honestly say to you, you are a woman seeking her intention to pursue it?
Men, women, remember that said, the man is the backbone of the world, while women are the ornament of this world.
Pillar embellished.
Could it be that is to give 【】 【decorated pillars】 dedication own?
The only way a woman is the real you, it is the only love you, man?
These are the boys grew up to become the backbone of the world - man!
Looking back, just how old the children, he found, did not grow up into men and boys over a decade ago, although only eight or nine, but totally more than the adult men know what is love!
In fact, our youth will know how to protect ignorant of the age of the girls around, or because you like her, or you could not bear to see her disappear in the joy of life is you. But that feeling of a cherished not always stay until the total adult heart.
Some feeling, some experience, some of the pain and memories for you, so you slowly forget the most sincere feelings.
Perhaps it is because our child is simple, do not know what is sexual and what is the situation, what is friendship, love.
Do you like to see her naked in front of you would rather not blame her a trace, all of her clothes to cover their Chequ, wants to see all she has covered only hope that she is a hundred percent of your heart, and she all are yours, and her feelings, her body, including her joys and sorrows, are you! You can never meet, can not satisfy her how much you love, can not satisfy her desire to give you the pleasure, preferring to do what you love with your demonstration of sexual desire.
Women are angels, not only because she will bring you happiness and beauty, but also because she would rather you break her wings, as you fly! Instead, it makes you happier, because you ravaged her body.
You will say, I love you.
Sure, you love her. Is it you love her beautiful and full of desire for your body, you love her mouthwatering body.
There is no physical affection. You love when she screams at the climax, you love that you share her helplessness, she will love you more love you even more to the "happiness" and to meet your own!
You can not see you holding hands with her former happiness.
At that moment, to stimulate your sympathetic nervous excitement, you meet, yet she as a sex doll.
Because you know she loves you so everything that will give you a sick?
Only to themselves but also to be possessed of that kind of excited?
Just hope that they themselves would be the arm?
Because she loves you!
She loves you and you love her completely different!
You are joking.
But she had moved in as a little bit of give up their own.
She could not bear to hurt you, not make you love another woman whom and not take it anymore.
She was afraid of losing you, afraid you'll fall in love with another woman, so will all give you the first kiss, to love your own capital, to his first love, will be selected in the hesitation you.
When you see her naked, very poor in front of you, will think, what is true love it, how to distinguish between a love and sex it?
You for her, with no mercy and love, you always say, it is not love, just sex for you. Lust, satisfaction, excitement make you lose the true meaning of love, understanding.
Always appreciate the Platonic love, only love and no sex.
However, the man who will do there? And does not ask this, what man can honestly say to you, you are a woman seeking her intention to pursue it?
Men, women, remember that said, the man is the backbone of the world, while women are the ornament of this world.
Pillar embellished.
Could it be that is to give 【】 【decorated pillars】 dedication own?
The only way a woman is the real you, it is the only love you, man?
These are the boys grew up to become the backbone of the world - man!
Looking back, just how old the children, he found, did not grow up into men and boys over a decade ago, although only eight or nine, but totally more than the adult men know what is love!
In fact, our youth will know how to protect ignorant of the age of the girls around, or because you like her, or you could not bear to see her disappear in the joy of life is you. But that feeling of a cherished not always stay until the total adult heart.
Some feeling, some experience, some of the pain and memories for you, so you slowly forget the most sincere feelings.
Perhaps it is because our child is simple, do not know what is sexual and what is the situation, what is friendship, love.
Nothing happened
Nothing happened
I was a lonely child. When I was a kid, I used to stay in one place very far away, where watched little friends to play, and they will not see me, because I always hid in other people sight. I always do not like talking to strangers, from the time I came to this village, the village which are all strangers, I began to silence does not speak, and no one said. Gradually, we all thought I was dumb, but I will speak, I just do not want to say, even an uncle did not know.
When I was five years old came to this remote village, the year I remember particularly cold winter, the snow day after day, I almost thought I would have frozen to death, and that I particularly remember that distant time South of the warm and humid, although I do not like those years I have experienced things, but I really do not want to stay in a cold place.
I'm from the far south to the warm damp places more distant cold north of the town. Before that I had not seen this so-called uncle, I only know that he is the only brother of my mother. But my mother, that I do not like a woman to live in this cold place, but she was out of here, died in the far south of the city, always stayed at the wet and warm environment inside . Sometimes I really envy her, could have been like to stay I like that place. Year she and a man died in a car accident together, the man is not my father. I do not know who my father is, I think my uncle did not know, or he will not say: You're a wild species. I do not want to identify what, so I chose to no longer speak.
My uncle came home in third year, I started there in the post-col mountain cattle, because my aunt told me the only food to eat before work. But the cousin did not work but also have something to eat. At that time I do not know why he is still the choice to silence, but then I was thinking, if I was talking to her she would not be scared to death of the past, I still did not speak after all, a person holding cattle to go quietly the mountain. In that year, the cow has become my only friend, and I speak into every day, I fear that if it does not, and others speak, then I really can not speak.
Cattle in those days, when evening comes, I would be particularly sad, I began to think of my mother. Although I do not like her, but I began to miss her. That evening three years ago, she became a beautiful snow lotus, or so beautiful, but she was never the left, a white sheet to cover her body, that she left me The final impression. Now every time I see something white, are also afraid, because I would think it was my mother, but they end up leaving.
In the village, relying on the left side of the road in a small room, which is home to a lovely old man, long white beard told me that he is very old. Every time I see him, he will be stroking my head that the child good. I listened to would be particularly touched the verge of tears. Every time the old man would tell me the story, Journey to the story, I remember very clearly, because in that year of almost no people talking to me. I have always felt the old man is a particularly lovely old man, so in the first and his goodbye, I casually shouted, Grandpa. The strange thing is the old man did not show of astonishment, just nodded his head slightly toward me. Later, I learned that, everyone knows I will not speak, but they do not want to speak to me nothing more. Think of the age of eight years, even in front of my aunt cry, she will not be scared to death, I might still beating. Article willow remember the way the body pumping, a Road bruising almost all over the body, may be their own do not cry, her anger was changed to eliminate it, will cause only because it broke a bowl.
I was a lonely child. When I was a kid, I used to stay in one place very far away, where watched little friends to play, and they will not see me, because I always hid in other people sight. I always do not like talking to strangers, from the time I came to this village, the village which are all strangers, I began to silence does not speak, and no one said. Gradually, we all thought I was dumb, but I will speak, I just do not want to say, even an uncle did not know.
When I was five years old came to this remote village, the year I remember particularly cold winter, the snow day after day, I almost thought I would have frozen to death, and that I particularly remember that distant time South of the warm and humid, although I do not like those years I have experienced things, but I really do not want to stay in a cold place.
I'm from the far south to the warm damp places more distant cold north of the town. Before that I had not seen this so-called uncle, I only know that he is the only brother of my mother. But my mother, that I do not like a woman to live in this cold place, but she was out of here, died in the far south of the city, always stayed at the wet and warm environment inside . Sometimes I really envy her, could have been like to stay I like that place. Year she and a man died in a car accident together, the man is not my father. I do not know who my father is, I think my uncle did not know, or he will not say: You're a wild species. I do not want to identify what, so I chose to no longer speak.
My uncle came home in third year, I started there in the post-col mountain cattle, because my aunt told me the only food to eat before work. But the cousin did not work but also have something to eat. At that time I do not know why he is still the choice to silence, but then I was thinking, if I was talking to her she would not be scared to death of the past, I still did not speak after all, a person holding cattle to go quietly the mountain. In that year, the cow has become my only friend, and I speak into every day, I fear that if it does not, and others speak, then I really can not speak.
Cattle in those days, when evening comes, I would be particularly sad, I began to think of my mother. Although I do not like her, but I began to miss her. That evening three years ago, she became a beautiful snow lotus, or so beautiful, but she was never the left, a white sheet to cover her body, that she left me The final impression. Now every time I see something white, are also afraid, because I would think it was my mother, but they end up leaving.
In the village, relying on the left side of the road in a small room, which is home to a lovely old man, long white beard told me that he is very old. Every time I see him, he will be stroking my head that the child good. I listened to would be particularly touched the verge of tears. Every time the old man would tell me the story, Journey to the story, I remember very clearly, because in that year of almost no people talking to me. I have always felt the old man is a particularly lovely old man, so in the first and his goodbye, I casually shouted, Grandpa. The strange thing is the old man did not show of astonishment, just nodded his head slightly toward me. Later, I learned that, everyone knows I will not speak, but they do not want to speak to me nothing more. Think of the age of eight years, even in front of my aunt cry, she will not be scared to death, I might still beating. Article willow remember the way the body pumping, a Road bruising almost all over the body, may be their own do not cry, her anger was changed to eliminate it, will cause only because it broke a bowl.
Nothing happened
Nothing happened
I was a lonely child. When I was a kid, I used to stay in one place very far away, where watched little friends to play, and they will not see me, because I always hid in other people sight. I always do not like talking to strangers, from the time I came to this village, the village which are all strangers, I began to silence does not speak, and no one said. Gradually, we all thought I was dumb, but I will speak, I just do not want to say, even an uncle did not know.
When I was five years old came to this remote village, the year I remember particularly cold winter, the snow day after day, I almost thought I would have frozen to death, and that I particularly remember that distant time South of the warm and humid, although I do not like those years I have experienced things, but I really do not want to stay in a cold place.
I'm from the far south to the warm damp places more distant cold north of the town. Before that I had not seen this so-called uncle, I only know that he is the only brother of my mother. But my mother, that I do not like a woman to live in this cold place, but she was out of here, died in the far south of the city, always stayed at the wet and warm environment inside . Sometimes I really envy her, could have been like to stay I like that place. Year she and a man died in a car accident together, the man is not my father. I do not know who my father is, I think my uncle did not know, or he will not say: You're a wild species. I do not want to identify what, so I chose to no longer speak.
My uncle came home in third year, I started there in the post-col mountain cattle, because my aunt told me the only food to eat before work. But the cousin did not work but also have something to eat. At that time I do not know why he is still the choice to silence, but then I was thinking, if I was talking to her she would not be scared to death of the past, I still did not speak after all, a person holding cattle to go quietly the mountain. In that year, the cow has become my only friend, and I speak into every day, I fear that if it does not, and others speak, then I really can not speak.
Cattle in those days, when evening comes, I would be particularly sad, I began to think of my mother. Although I do not like her, but I began to miss her. That evening three years ago, she became a beautiful snow lotus, or so beautiful, but she was never the left, a white sheet to cover her body, that she left me The final impression. Now every time I see something white, are also afraid, because I would think it was my mother, but they end up leaving.
In the village, relying on the left side of the road in a small room, which is home to a lovely old man, long white beard told me that he is very old. Every time I see him, he will be stroking my head that the child good. I listened to would be particularly touched the verge of tears. Every time the old man would tell me the story, Journey to the story, I remember very clearly, because in that year of almost no people talking to me. I have always felt the old man is a particularly lovely old man, so in the first and his goodbye, I casually shouted, Grandpa. The strange thing is the old man did not show of astonishment, just nodded his head slightly toward me. Later, I learned that, everyone knows I will not speak, but they do not want to speak to me nothing more. Think of the age of eight years, even in front of my aunt cry, she will not be scared to death, I might still beating. Article willow remember the way the body pumping, a Road bruising almost all over the body, may be their own do not cry, her anger was changed to eliminate it, will cause only because it broke a bowl.<div
I was a lonely child. When I was a kid, I used to stay in one place very far away, where watched little friends to play, and they will not see me, because I always hid in other people sight. I always do not like talking to strangers, from the time I came to this village, the village which are all strangers, I began to silence does not speak, and no one said. Gradually, we all thought I was dumb, but I will speak, I just do not want to say, even an uncle did not know.
When I was five years old came to this remote village, the year I remember particularly cold winter, the snow day after day, I almost thought I would have frozen to death, and that I particularly remember that distant time South of the warm and humid, although I do not like those years I have experienced things, but I really do not want to stay in a cold place.
I'm from the far south to the warm damp places more distant cold north of the town. Before that I had not seen this so-called uncle, I only know that he is the only brother of my mother. But my mother, that I do not like a woman to live in this cold place, but she was out of here, died in the far south of the city, always stayed at the wet and warm environment inside . Sometimes I really envy her, could have been like to stay I like that place. Year she and a man died in a car accident together, the man is not my father. I do not know who my father is, I think my uncle did not know, or he will not say: You're a wild species. I do not want to identify what, so I chose to no longer speak.
My uncle came home in third year, I started there in the post-col mountain cattle, because my aunt told me the only food to eat before work. But the cousin did not work but also have something to eat. At that time I do not know why he is still the choice to silence, but then I was thinking, if I was talking to her she would not be scared to death of the past, I still did not speak after all, a person holding cattle to go quietly the mountain. In that year, the cow has become my only friend, and I speak into every day, I fear that if it does not, and others speak, then I really can not speak.
Cattle in those days, when evening comes, I would be particularly sad, I began to think of my mother. Although I do not like her, but I began to miss her. That evening three years ago, she became a beautiful snow lotus, or so beautiful, but she was never the left, a white sheet to cover her body, that she left me The final impression. Now every time I see something white, are also afraid, because I would think it was my mother, but they end up leaving.
In the village, relying on the left side of the road in a small room, which is home to a lovely old man, long white beard told me that he is very old. Every time I see him, he will be stroking my head that the child good. I listened to would be particularly touched the verge of tears. Every time the old man would tell me the story, Journey to the story, I remember very clearly, because in that year of almost no people talking to me. I have always felt the old man is a particularly lovely old man, so in the first and his goodbye, I casually shouted, Grandpa. The strange thing is the old man did not show of astonishment, just nodded his head slightly toward me. Later, I learned that, everyone knows I will not speak, but they do not want to speak to me nothing more. Think of the age of eight years, even in front of my aunt cry, she will not be scared to death, I might still beating. Article willow remember the way the body pumping, a Road bruising almost all over the body, may be their own do not cry, her anger was changed to eliminate it, will cause only because it broke a bowl.<div
Have to live brilliant smile flower
Have to live brilliant smile flower
Micro is a good move for the girls, like nothing on the filled with the Paoqu Wan, since graduating from high school after she went outside to play like, or nothing to run internet café, deserted because she was afraid to stay home, since the Mom and Dad suddenly left the world after the accident, she and grandma, though my father left her mother a lot of money, but she felt empty, money is nothing in her eyes, she just want to have a family, She only wanted mom and dad is still alive, but, no use, no use to this, micro-just want to decadence, she did not want their own future, because she felt she simply has no future, old grandmother, which makes She felt fear, she was afraid that one day her grandmother suddenly, like, like father and mother away from her, she is really afraid of ... ...
That day, her usual corner to find the best place to sit down cafes open the computer, wearing headphones while listening to music, watching his QQ space, as she indulged in the net sea, she was suddenly take off the headphones, she also did not react when the hand was then pulled, pulling her was about eighteen-year-old boy, he worried voice in her ear next to the screaming: You're Zhu A? Bar the door to fight to the dead! You stay here! You're a fool to death!
Slightly aghast, looked really only see chaos in a cafe, Internet access in Wangwaimian red, four boys tugging back and forth at each other in a fight, cafe owner called the police in panic, looking slightly scared shivering, big stand still with eyes blankly at a loss, without any explanation of the juvenile ran out holding her hand, but also cursed her: Could you hurry it really? See you so small age, for a police identity card you do not have adults you're finished, you do not have identity cards are allowed access to the Internet ... ...
Micro suddenly want to laugh, he did not think she has not grown? She is nineteen years old! But did not explain the micro, so he took her out the door, and so went to street side, he suddenly let go her hand, and then skillfully from the clothes in the bags out of a pack of cigarettes, and then took out a lighter lit a cigarette and a mouthful, and then an arrogant tone to her: Hey! How old are you? How come you look like the pig stupid ah? Fight so much louder than your voice, really full of worms! Dead deserve!
Micro is a good move for the girls, like nothing on the filled with the Paoqu Wan, since graduating from high school after she went outside to play like, or nothing to run internet café, deserted because she was afraid to stay home, since the Mom and Dad suddenly left the world after the accident, she and grandma, though my father left her mother a lot of money, but she felt empty, money is nothing in her eyes, she just want to have a family, She only wanted mom and dad is still alive, but, no use, no use to this, micro-just want to decadence, she did not want their own future, because she felt she simply has no future, old grandmother, which makes She felt fear, she was afraid that one day her grandmother suddenly, like, like father and mother away from her, she is really afraid of ... ...
That day, her usual corner to find the best place to sit down cafes open the computer, wearing headphones while listening to music, watching his QQ space, as she indulged in the net sea, she was suddenly take off the headphones, she also did not react when the hand was then pulled, pulling her was about eighteen-year-old boy, he worried voice in her ear next to the screaming: You're Zhu A? Bar the door to fight to the dead! You stay here! You're a fool to death!
Slightly aghast, looked really only see chaos in a cafe, Internet access in Wangwaimian red, four boys tugging back and forth at each other in a fight, cafe owner called the police in panic, looking slightly scared shivering, big stand still with eyes blankly at a loss, without any explanation of the juvenile ran out holding her hand, but also cursed her: Could you hurry it really? See you so small age, for a police identity card you do not have adults you're finished, you do not have identity cards are allowed access to the Internet ... ...
Micro suddenly want to laugh, he did not think she has not grown? She is nineteen years old! But did not explain the micro, so he took her out the door, and so went to street side, he suddenly let go her hand, and then skillfully from the clothes in the bags out of a pack of cigarettes, and then took out a lighter lit a cigarette and a mouthful, and then an arrogant tone to her: Hey! How old are you? How come you look like the pig stupid ah? Fight so much louder than your voice, really full of worms! Dead deserve!
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