Tuesday, June 7, 2011

The wings to fall

After the cool wind and SanDan leaves, through acquaintances smile and afternoon a moment. That piece of beginning to fade slightly old lawn, waiting for the arrival of the autumn end. I stop, the edge of the lawn, payable to carry the wings of autumn sunshine to once again free to stretch, on a clear transparent, slowly over the city rise, flying high; Sunshine is dry and warm, imagine the wings bit by bit, with high melting, unable to handle towards concise and slim pale blue tianyu, expand, disperse until the endless lofty and bright and clean.

Is clear clear feeling, the whole people seem as if they are seasonal winds empty. In early childhood existed in imaginary wings, and keep the fly.  Coach Hamptons Leather Black Carryall Zip Top Bag 16427

"It's not just the wind", in the autumn, I want to use this phrase as the beginning of my poem. This is because I to city of irregular change, almost from season to start feeling of wind; The flares of cool autumn wind calif, let sunshine reflection of bringing to marble showed very pure cold luster. Earlier the city streets lined with many tall stout French wutong, it leaves riverside city ever let this autumn filled the classical poetry.

But now this background has been changed to commercial is very thick advertising space, after and an inevitable; Green and deciduous has become not important, only the penetration of wind pervasive in the town, obstinately every corner spinning. So, the more I feel "feeling" in awakening. Now, I go out from the old along the shore of the avenue, near, let oneself as far as possible into the season and a penetrating strong light.  Coach Kristin Blue Dotted Op art sateen Tote

Autumn afternoon time are tend to slow passing and downy care. I have consulted a poet, autumn chrysanthemum WeiRui in full bloom, why are you still say only between found in turn. At that time I think, this should not be just a structural problem; In a lot of time, my thinking is along the inertial go, I think hard to correct it. How I desire to use a form, can be as DianGuangShiHuo record of thinking, as I in autumn, seeks new texture. And the only one never before look ordinary but autumn, at least on the surface is such, but the continuing to fall, flat and agile wings from my thoughts of flying out backed.

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