saleisha’s happy life

The friend, the most beautiful one meets in life
Say years are a hurried book. In this is hurried, there are many things, have no enough time to consider carefully, have no enough time to ponder, seem to remember silent backfalling from the figer tip in succession. Those attempt to want to remember forever, the person unwilling to forget, all of a sudden finding, that lost person no longer keeps thinking about too. Just know, in fact the life, it is one that is being sought constantly, the course of forgetting constantly. And we of all living things, in this great magnetic field of the life, are all the stride hurriedly.
Exactly hurriedly, seeing youing for at yesterday off, welcome I for today, make us have more wiping the shoulder and meeting such. And the meeting of the friend, should open the most beautiful flower in the scenery in life.
The feeling meeting is a kind of artistic conception beautiful, let people carry away so.
Such as a wisp of fresh breeze, stroke you silently, press close to you. Make you feel the silk silk tenderness, regard as memory simply. As it always goes, the friendship between gentleman appears indifferent but is pure like water, should always have a kind of gentle warmth in the heart. If you are a pond of lake water, then, the friend is that gracefull burden that bursts forth. She is exceedingly fascinating and charming, the figure shaking slightly in many carriages, always carve on your eye. The smiling face like her sunshine, always print the most beautiful appearance in your heart. Even if torrential rain attack, she sad to cover up at all either in a at heart one, drip dripping clear tears, backfall to you unprincipledly. Because she knows, you are forgiving to her. Even if you always separate the distance between a flower, never influence her in your heart all the time. You can always give to her permanently and moistly.
Such as a stream of clear spring, the affection that always has the gurgle trickles. Flow trickling sluggishly and thinly, of long standing and well established. Meet difficulty in him, when being unsatisfactory, you are his best listener. The tone is impassioned, let the mountain follow to seethe with excitement too, make the bird up to a sound of singing too; There is no language to hang low, pour out and think fondly of to green leaves like the dewdrop. You do not need to open one’s mouth, his worry has already surged in your heart. An expression in one’s eyes deeply concerned, ” the friend, don’t cry ” in a strong embrace, one —Has one kind loved, can let you not injured ….. Friend, don’t cry, I am still the home of your soul; Friend, don’t cry, it in the human society, there is the chasing of too much ignorant infatuation to believe one’s own way, yours is bitter, I have thoughts and feelings too; Friend, don’t cry, I have been in the deepest place of your soul all the time. Friend, don’t cry, I accompany you not to be lonely, people
In the sea, it is rare to have several wholehearted friends, this feeling, please mind. Have already made the haze that he saves for a long time incline and carving one to disappear in a flash. As he opens arms, flies here to you like bird, you will think, you are really like a bird nest loved. That honour, that share feels, do not have it with the speech form. Only each other “  ” Heartbeat,as water tenderness ripple. Like one “  The jingling spring water is loud “  ,Wave by the ear briskly.
Such as a wisp of moonlight, shine the heart forever. At those countless lonely night, he is a spirit all the time, live in your heart sea. You know he at this moment, overlook in the distant place too, is waiting sillily and sillily too. In what kind of one dawn does it wait for, in what kind of one mountain path, in what kind of tree full of flower in the afternoon, what a magnificent dusk in a piece of shine clouds, you will meet again. It is your coastline with mutual only feeling to miss all the time. All is passionate, all billow is huge, all tide bulge and fall, in your chest, inscribe the permanent impression. Always have a song without speech, sing on the bottom of heart loudly. If the autumn wind is spread, he overwrites the love of the maple leaf, always opens in the moonlight so gaudily and gaudily. Make you warm in severe winter welcomed soon.
Beauty that meet, autumn being long to become a heavy one golden yellow. So plump, so magnificent. The world in autumn, so gorgeous, so in riotous profusion, it is too beautiful to only meet.
The meeting of the friend is a song —” the friendship is everlasting and unchanging “, the journey in life has floated all the way; It is a bright-colored flower, hold it in the spring of eternity of boundless and indistinct sea of faces.

Sentimental, every day after leaving you
Sentimental, fill the air for all days after you left. You have left, would never go back from then on, should accept this fact, as you know, did my hearts ache more?
A lot of words have not found time yet to say to you, many things also have no time to do, the way that we passed by together had already went to the end. I understand all of us can not turn round again, just so many regret is pressed so that I often cry sentimentally. What makes you choose to leave, what makes me look back to the once happiness in the incoherent dream? Since that day to understand you, the figure that you left away had already appeared in my dreamland more than once. Love whom you love too completely, I most dense pure emotion give to you most really most, often beat having neither enmity nor repentance of love in the tears that the dream go back of mid-night. Sentimental in Yin Yun of lonely and sad night, clutch pulse of the emotion lonelily tightly as the ghost, the orange light gives out the warm light, is kissing the heartbroken people rolling up in the corner.
Do you know? Hour Hou, I fear overcast and rainy like that, especially before torrential rain come, sky pan as bottom dark, rolling black cloud wells up from the distant place ferociously, terror tears my nerve strongly, the rolling day of each of black clouds, I am so in pain, I am unable to stand azure sky and is profaned, the beautiful sunshine is isolated, the tender and lovely flower is rodded, the lovely bird is imprisoned and stranded. Likewise, I hope too the beautiful thing can be treated kindly by me, just like our emotion now.
Become quiet each time, can all sorts of to remember you consciously. Remember we lead along by hand for the first time, gather around for the first time. Before knowing you, I did not know whether will really like this life. In purely pure times, how to understand it is so deep that the feeling can hurt one’s feeling? Muddleheaded soul rush into, miss baffled suddenly, heart begin, taste pain. This let to grow up? I do not extravagantly hope to only ask having you in the human society as the companion until the seas dry up and the rocks decay. Looking at my eyes silently, you have given me the commitment most beautiful, once caught up with the yellow leaf descending slowly and lightly in the wind with me too, observe for me Hou in street for before dawn, listen to once of note that the song cried all over past event of playback together too once too, weep heart of the blood always tremble, even more beauty has already been the scenery in the past too, we have not really had future. The tear wantonly breaches a dyke again and again, know how I collapse? You leave being sentimental to me, let the sentimental melody quiver on the lonely mind at mid-night!
Want to forget, just because I have not learnt to forget yet. At parting, you dab my long hair, the tearful eyes are whirling, ten is meant and deducted for the last time, but can not find once temperature really. Love is all so difficult with loving! Our with a wide gap disparity, is our impossible reason to go to together. Our resistance is so negligible and unable in front of reality. Because of this emotion, you are too numerous in abandonment. I have confused for a time, think that can be above the material attractions of the world, I at that time am happy, happy. But transient and beautiful if transient, we are reticent in the wayside pavilion saying good-bye. You shake hands with me helpless, cold to ooze into from the centre of the palm. Let’s go, one bid farewell but let we eyes are blurred by tears gently.
Blame you, blame you never, I, and how willing to to blame youly? Heavy after being ill that, past I freeze in at yesterday already right away, that piece have that you accompany at yesterday. Know, I have been making great efforts to shorten the distance between us, however, but I can not change oneself eventually. Unless if one day, can meet again we,you can and when not meeting by chance originally like that, call me gently? If permitted, I think I will covered with dust emotion of us. Then when we meet again, happy, it is sad not to have, if long other old friends.
Night has been already very deep, mine is poured out or too continuous to stop, can you in the distant place perceive to? Under the same night sky, miss and insert wings again, let me carve and record this lovesickness that you will not receive on the fluorescent screen again! Can’t become your beauty in whole life, let me learn to forget slowly. Perhaps it is to your best miss to forget!