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November 10 A song's lrcFrom the moment I met you October 11 My 20 years Unconsciously, turn in an instant, the freshman will be living in the upcoming final conclusion. I am looking forward to the arrival of summer. In an instant, the QQ, has spent a good few years, the record of the past few years all. Gradually, the right also have this feeling, I feel that they enrich the QQ, counting, there are my relatives, my friends, of course, also have in my mind who occupies an important position. we maintain contacts, although sometimes drove Q not talk, but watching them in the head lit, the heart will feel secure. loss of space now, every day into space several times to see my friends messages, I feel that their space is like a warm home, and attentive to it dress up. let it grow properly. Oh `` ` In an instant, her mother and father living together have 21 of. In these 21 years, my concern, my love, my pay. I can not forget the life! Like his mother with the dishes; While doing her dishes simple but very tasty; Like the mother drinking too much when her a drinking too much, it will exciting, and I would be excited about a lot of a lot of that, then that special lovely mother. Mom is a liberal, I will give her own space, I will be in the possession of my time. at the appropriate time I will give some advice and recommendations. When I gradually Go, found themselves with more and more like mother, like in the supermarket, shopping together to whenever meet acquaintances, we will say a special love of mother and child, when her mother would laughingly this time. Some bad and dad said I have to find my mother and my mother like as a friend, nothing to chat about, even feelings, as long as mother and I talk to, I will not evade. Although some of their time not want to talk! ! ! Each child and his mother would have been bickering and friction, I am not an exception, not a thoughtful child, the US and mother quarreled and even death in her apology after 1:00 awareness is not. In hindsight, that he was very unfilial. Now grown up, at least to understand than before things, mothers know this is not easy 20 years, I have learned to appreciate and understand her, even if she sometimes bad feelings and bad attitude to me, I will remain silent, and she will not go quarrel. I love my mother, of course, also love my father. Although hot-tempered father, but he really is men love a clean, whether high school or junior high school parents, I always come back to some education, although tired of hearing heard, but I know he is good for me. father James tobacco is not! (with the exception of social needs) this is my favorite one of his! ! and people living together sure there will be friction, family is no exception, these 20 years we have been bickering and friction, when I grew up gradually, I know how the family is the contradiction. as long as hope, so even a little bit on that, I will also to efforts for the family. However, the premise must be the Mom and Dad feel how they are happy, I will respect their decision. as long as they pleased. because I think they are happy than what important. In an instant, a friend gradually increased. For many years the understanding of different personality friends. We live very happy, although there are a bickering, but more strong feelings after the quarrel. Friends is like that. Sometimes not too stick, or even hurt each other we are all together, 1:00 face not to. but sometimes even a word as long as the eyes, on the other side would like to know, in their own awful and painful time they will not retain their own comfort, encourage ourselves, I think, only true friend of this agreement will induction. I do not like to separate and friends. Originally that separation is a sad thing. let alone and do not want to separate from the separation. Valentine's may not life, but it is a lifetime friend thing. If a person's life can reach very few intimate friends, it really is a very happy thing. In an instant, their love has been successful, but also failed. These people want to remember, but also to forget the people. His love for the future not confident, but still look forward to. Can the people and their love together is always a very happy thing! Share each other's happiness , share their sadness when they can be tired of relying on his shoulder, when they can be excited when he dashed onto the face of his own sick time when he could own medicines, even when they make mistakes can be the time when he went to criticism, as long as it can with degrees have been each other every day. I look forward to such a love. ~ ~ all what comes naturally. possess on to treasure them, do not want to insist on what, do not want to go any dispute. with a sense of balance to the face. now know who in their hearts like the most important. others do not want to think about. because some things not to be achieved, and we need to, to maintain. Watching some friends for love and happiness, love and painful for some, they are pain Indiana. Love is wounding, but everyone is longing wants. time have changed, things are changed, Only persist. In an instant, a lot of things happened in, a lot of things are changing. I actually feel and experience the life giving 0S. I got a lot, have lost a lot. I have learned many, many understand. Of course, there are many things that I can not learn all of a sudden, will be able to understand all of a sudden . Only in the future to life slowly learning and experience. Life, in fact, is having a really good `` ` September 12 Oh, Captain! My CaptainOh, Captain! My Captain By Walt Whitman Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is worn, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is worn, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red! Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths--for you the shores crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here, Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head; It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse or will; The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won; Exult, O Shores! and ring, O bell! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. August 31 An angel’s wingsAn angel’s wings
Try to soar high above the sky,
The sky is high, as Everest
I can’t keep away from the sky.
I tumble to the clouds.
The clouds are gray, And the sun is hiding.
I try to fly up high.
My wings sound like a plane.
Hastily trying to reach above the sky.
Heaven is high above the sky. Where there is space and light.
Empty with wind but no sound.
It is dark.
The stars are bright, the sun is showing a ray of light.
How high can I fly? The air is as cold as Antarctica.
My wings are starting to freeze,
Like ice in the North Pole.
Yet, I try to fly up high.
Soaring as high as an eagle, I go above the sky.
I wonder whether to go back to the ground.
If I was a bird and soared easily into the sky.
Peering at the cirrus and cumulus clouds below.
I feel like a dry leaf. So why should I fly back?
The next day ill try to glide through the sky.
As a plane, piercing the clouds
Higher than the ground, above the sky.
This will not be the only day. August 10 Take !!!Take my love
Take my land
Take me where I cannot stand
I don't care , I'm still free
You can't take the sky from me
Take me out to the black
Tell them I ain't coming back
Burn the land and boil the sea
You can't take the sky from me
There's no place I can be
Since I found Serenity
But you can't take the sky from me |
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