Up with a little bit longer, I thought I was not old, living in a crystal ball world, the day the floating snow day, snow is a layer covering the cabin, the thick pile of good can be a big snowman, that rate scenes as if there should be a companion, I tied around his neck knit scarf.
A good warm winter.
Crystal ball connected to the power supply slowly flowing, there's a simple note, imagine the look extremely happy. Rated time at that, a fairy tale story slowly performed, the protagonist never not me.
I bowed my head, it depicts the fall of the skin Zhong Yi's face, haggard and yellow, dry lips, full of wrinkles, it is all the confidence drained the fall of religious ties, is not attached to an angry face on far appears to a picture.
Sunset took the title back to the nest bird dinner, started slowly down the night, first the shadow of gauze-like gray dust clouds, it is some vague vision of the twilight temporary illusion, and then later, with the lights a lamp lit, Qi The projection for the next round and round shadow brush, I finally determine the true end of the day.
So fast, any language can not accurately describe its speed.
Blink of an eye, a light-years.
I'm old, high heels shoes still have the dust yesterday, a vague trace of black patent leather pounded the beat of the dance floor swaying in the eyes stare brilliance.
Looking back after quarter, Fallen is independent.
When people grow old, fell into the evening as part of the recall, the slow slow even some distortion. Knowing that their imprinting is also in the tampering of any patience and let it go, anyway, can not remember correctly or not have changed anything, it is a historical trajectory, but history always iron clank of a mark, striking the face of extreme printed time .
Pulls out photos of the early years of heart would burst, or hi, or sad, and it is the inherent characteristics of the elderly. Although I did not fully recognize that they have already bid farewell to Conglong years for decades, but the love look past the old habits of the disclosure as to feel the most real. Over the years, several are suddenly tearing up old photos hysterical, unfounded no specific shape on the time of this abstract concept to give birth to hatred, as if it destroyed all their like. Directed at these ridiculous idea, and I already concluded that he is an old man, a reluctant to wipe the dust on the heels, hands holding a regular old photo album of the old man.
With the record:
Want to forget the days before dying hard, take that, it is because a person's life is unforgettable, dragging suffering, dragged the wreckage filled with beautiful when dressed.
The remaining liliana high heels and old albums, and memories of the crystal ball has disappeared, perhaps it has always been an illusion, that year I sat in a rocking chair and dream of a sudden it came floating figure. When young, never had and can only rely on the memory of little weak in the rocking chair on the birth of it, seems to be a night with a listener, hint of the warmth of the setting sun.
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