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2010年11月22日星期一
Of love "for the fiscal" and "Careers"
Rotterdam (Pengqiong De) and his girlfriend. Tonight I'm here, crying mess. I do not know how to comfort, but to accompany his drinking (he drinks). To tell of suffering the same time, I probably know what they are, as long as there are two things, one, both sides accused each other of infidelity, with the other. Second, the money, the woman said he "did not blame, nothing strange, just blame you no money, no car, no house, borrow money to be borrowed from home" This is the original words.
Reality and the ideal is always a pair of lovers, there is a certain distance. I have no words, did not dare say anything too much, for I had not yet begun this love of the people, the tragic outcome is hard to imagine that, did not dare to think about it, always feel they have a chance to meet a I really appreciate the position of people to share in life.
Get back in Rotterdam, I walk alone the way back, someone came around occasionally, but do not know who you are. Walking in the forest there is no moon, the rustle of swaying branches, there is a talk and I say it? Looked upward, dark dark street lights only in the night shift. Through shipo, to Ji Yun filled lake, looking at the reflection pool Yindeng sparkling, fish have to sleep now, sorry can not help but make me more hesitant. Rubber playground across the South, there are people in the evening exercises, running a lot of it, but I no one will care about my existence, I'm just passing passer, has long been anxious solitude, afar Crane is still high in the night work, and perhaps he did not know was romance broke up tonight, but for me, sharing the suffering of others, it is also a painful thing, and who I share the share it? So I like the Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale, the king barber's barber, had to find a hoe, to the countryside to dig a pit, the King of the ears of an ass thing to speak out against the pit, took over after pits and buried. When nothing really to it. So, here (wandering life) is my place to tell the restless mind.
I can not see the tears of sorrow most, especially the girls, but boys is not easy to see by the tears, so I am always with sympathy for the weak, but I do not know how to comfort Rotterdam, had to drink accompanied Men Men nothing more, saying "Men do not cry easily but not yet reached the sad
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Reality and the ideal is always a pair of lovers, there is a certain distance. I have no words, did not dare say anything too much, for I had not yet begun this love of the people, the tragic outcome is hard to imagine that, did not dare to think about it, always feel they have a chance to meet a I really appreciate the position of people to share in life.
Get back in Rotterdam, I walk alone the way back, someone came around occasionally, but do not know who you are. Walking in the forest there is no moon, the rustle of swaying branches, there is a talk and I say it? Looked upward, dark dark street lights only in the night shift. Through shipo, to Ji Yun filled lake, looking at the reflection pool Yindeng sparkling, fish have to sleep now, sorry can not help but make me more hesitant. Rubber playground across the South, there are people in the evening exercises, running a lot of it, but I no one will care about my existence, I'm just passing passer, has long been anxious solitude, afar Crane is still high in the night work, and perhaps he did not know was romance broke up tonight, but for me, sharing the suffering of others, it is also a painful thing, and who I share the share it? So I like the Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale, the king barber's barber, had to find a hoe, to the countryside to dig a pit, the King of the ears of an ass thing to speak out against the pit, took over after pits and buried. When nothing really to it. So, here (wandering life) is my place to tell the restless mind.
I can not see the tears of sorrow most, especially the girls, but boys is not easy to see by the tears, so I am always with sympathy for the weak, but I do not know how to comfort Rotterdam, had to drink accompanied Men Men nothing more, saying "Men do not cry easily but not yet reached the sad
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