2009-Apr-28 - Not see the ruins of flowers open |
On that day, I met her by chance, not surprised. Three years ago she and her different, almost did not recognize new ed hardy scarves them.
Three years ago, she divorced, laid off, the children also had a very serious disease. Men39s T-shirt she was wearing, a pair of semi-new slippers are not old and weighing 80 kilograms, met an acquaintance in the street, one opening is always asked how do I so unlucky that? What God so unfair to cheap ed hardy scarves let me off the divorce? I recruit who had?
We allher, but she deaf ear to their plight. She went to her ex-husband39s house and smashed glass, the ex-husband had a new wife her to go to school downtown and asked the teachers how to teach his son can not be the first test. Finally, sheseveralsuicide, eating and even sleeping hanging, she told everyone that life is too boring a. We finally tired of hiding with her, as if she is a modern Xianglinsao.
However, after three years so I was surprised she is able to admit people.
Before her, tall slender, wearing a fashionable skirt, the makeup of a beautiful, but also driving a good car, roll down the window and calls out my name, if not the scars of her wrist, which also traces of the past ?
We sit down in a restaurant, she said I never thought like that, right? I ask Does that mean a new love? She says with a laugh I was a person, but I know a reason people who can not live in the past, otherwise they would end the whole.
Three years ago, I on the verge of collapse, I am sorry that people around the ed hardy scarves world I thought I was the most unlucky person, or even that life is but a pile of garbage.
Suicide was the last time to save up, I see the spring in the bed of the first sticks of willow, yellow, I suddenly burst into tears. I was discharged into the store, bought for themselves a Spring, but found little wear not into the mirror is a swelling of the face yellowing - I have 33-year-old, ah, what the rights of decadence?
Walking the streets in the spring, I smell the scent of the trees, smell the aroma bakery to see the children running, I suddenly enlightenment. Once upon a time, I live in their own past, refused to come out, In fact, life is lastest ed hardy scarves still beautiful.
I bought a cream exudes fragrant bread to start the idea of a new life is about to begin. Like a house built, I will hit the foundation, to the best attitude. Three years later, I held a hotel and sell had clothing, engaged in product promotion, until I have my own business, I am becoming more confident that they can also live in the original even more beautiful!
Weight loss, beauty, singing opera, travel, parties ... ... I used to own back, do not do not, and even more beautiful than ever, happier, says a woman can love only the beautiful? Life healthy and happy also will allow us to more beautiful! woman does not have to rely on men, particularly those who live in the past, never get out of pain, there is no tomorrow.
I stayed to listen. Much good, she said, people who live in the past will never be tomorrow. |
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2009-Apr-24 - Change the life of words |
It39s a useless stupid! Street, a motherto 67-year-old learned a little boy, because those kids go a bit far away from her. The mother said these words, voice large enough to be near the pedestrian past could hear clearly, and was reprimanded in silence the little boy had no choice but to return to the mother side, head bowed, eyes down to stare at the ground .
This is just a brief moment, but sometimes, it is this brief moment but it will long linger in people39s minds. Some, perhaps only speak impromptu speaker spoken of what he himself does not mean, however, these words to others, especially the hearer, it can often have a great impact. It39s a useless stupid! May be a long time in people39s ears echoed obedient.
I know a man named Malcolm Dell cave professional writer, is now 48 years old, in the past 24 years career of the writer, he has made gratifying achievements. The last from him, I heard the one about his own true story.
Dell said the cave, when he was a very timid and shy child, almost no friends, no confidence, the overall feel that they can not do nothing. In October 1965 of the day, his secondary school English teacher Mrs. Brous --- students to the layout of the class work together, she asked students to read Harper Lee39s novel, and then at the end of the novel by own words write a paragraph. Dell cave home completed work seriously, and then handed over to Mrs. Brous. Now he can not recall when he wrote the content breitling bentley gt watches and Brous scores to his wife, but he still clearly remember, and will never forget Mrs. Brous this in his essay written in the blank space where it two words --- was very well written! It39s two words, changed his life. In the words before I read this, I have been I do not know who he is, I do not know what the future, Dell said cave, Brous until his wife read the reviews, I found the confidence. the day after returning home, I wrote a little story, this is my dream has always been to do not believe they can do. After studying in his spare time, he also wrote many stories Every time he put his own works to the schools, to Mrs. Brous. Brous wife and tender for these works was given to encouraging, serious and sincere evaluation. She has done all it is then I need. Dell said cave.
Soon, he was appointed as the school newspaper editor, which makes him confidence, but also to widen the field of vision. Because of this, he started his own successful and fulfilling life. Dell cave firmly believe that if there is no first wife Brous space in his essay written in the words, he now has everything does not happen.
At the 30th meeting of secondary school students, the Dell back to the original cave where the school and visited his wife retired Brous. Brous him to tell his wife wrote the original words of the impact of his life it is words that gave him confidence and courage, he can become a good writer. Brous He also told his wife in his replica audemars piguet watch office, he had received a young girl, the girl late into the night on a day to learn in order to obtain a secondary school diploma. Now she came to him with a certificate for his help and advice, because he is a good writer. Brous that his wife received from the confidence and courage who also passed on to the girl, now the girl has become a writer, and became his wife.
Brous wife were deeply moved by this story. Dell Cave said At that moment, I think Mrs. Brous is the same as I do realize that she gave me and my wife, deep and permanent influence.
It39s a useless stupid!
Was very well written!
Very simple word, but often one39s life can change. |
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2009-Apr-19 - Winter |
Feel, but also a winter. In the days of plain, but also feel the rush of time. Therefore also bound to one or two sound sigh.
This is how wonderful the world, and I stood outside the best. Sunny view out the window, listening to some sad songs.
A few days ago due to a sprained foot, enjoy the leisurely pace at home. By the likelihood that to think of winter, the daffodils in full bloom in winter. At the time, is a very delicate chrysanthemumtimid people who are alone do not tell belts me to see me, on that day, I raised a pot on the Narcissus. I am not looking forward to beautiful results, there is a heart moving. Just before the Spring Festival, I-Ju shown to my thoughts. She cried, cried sadly. One day after the Spring Festival, I am a guest at home, entered the room, immediately moved by deep sense of smell, the whole floret 30. I never thought I would plant flowers in the previous, that surprise and satisfaction in the hearts of India deeply.
Perhaps this winter, I would also like to raise a pot. So long for the New Year and enjoy the countless blessings open, filled with my four weeks.
There are a small revolver. She said she went as if stuck. The tone is not pleased. I said it would be cool for all the all the all the past. Anyway, everything is very good also.
Way of life is very long, but crucial, usually only a few steps, I appreciate it more and more real. But I can not see this a few steps, unable to grasp that not more than life, perhaps only one opportunity. So I can only have plain life.
One dream, but also to fly at night ....
Although sunny, it is still winter, just how long it will rise to the spring of my life? I have been up, eyes full of desire. |
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