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Love like the moonlight
Inexplicably,the heart suddenly had the feeling of loneliness.
The teacher you comfort me to say:"lonely like winter mountains empty,and as the valley wildflower Gu fang.It is only after completely calm awareness of it,just like the moon."
Shortly before a night you came into the classroom,the teacher.I will never forget the day the moonlight you walked into the classroom when moving.You see a disheveled students,the Sunday school is catching the civilized etiquette,you look at the classmate,without censure,not a word or two of criticism,but go up,help him to button buttons,the collar.Did not think of is,so a very ordinary action,has ushered in the class.More unexpected is,after that,never again to see the students disheveled appearance,because sometimes I hate that often let you worry about me.
Then,used in the night of silent meditation,silently alone; do not know what time from the beginning,the love in silence thinking,point of a cigarette,in the description of mood.There beside me,my heart has a cool and sweet.
Sometimes I think,those you love us.Why so I ignored.When we are boring,you say something interesting,joke,let's have some fun.Sometimes,because of our exam is not good,you will be very angry punish us,but I know you are good for us,the teacher very much hope that we can be a good student,to be a useful person.Sometimes I don't want to let the teacher down.
The moon will never change,it is to think only of himself all the light to the earth,let the night the earth has become a bright,although loneliness,it also enron.
Maybe one day I held the picture again,eyes,your eyes.Mind unforgettable,is your angry face.Once walked the road together,now because we separate,more distant.And in the moonlight,you approached.The wind will fall,you're far.One day when I was a bit more mature,know how to take care of others,understand to miss.But,but you were not in the side.
Maybe one day I will thank those moonlight night,the moon always help me to drive away the darkness,bring me endless inspiration.I would like in this night to enjoy being quiet,love in the moonlight gently write the missing words.
Maybe one day I will understand,life on the road side is the scene of debauchery,one side is a mirage,insubstantial objects.Eventually by the hustle and bustle of silence,like this,the silence of the night,some just beautiful month.
Perhaps one day,I will lie on the windowsill crazily said:"tonight's moon."
Inexplicably,the heart suddenly had the feeling of loneliness.
The teacher you comfort me to say:"lonely like winter mountains empty,and as the valley wildflower Gu fang.It is only after completely calm awareness of it,just like the moon."
Shortly before a night you came into the classroom,the teacher.I will never forget the day the moonlight you walked into the classroom when moving.You see a disheveled students,the Sunday school is catching the civilized etiquette,you look at the classmate,without censure,not a word or two of criticism,but go up,help him to button buttons,the collar.Did not think of is,so a very ordinary action,has ushered in the class.More unexpected is,after that,never again to see the students disheveled appearance,because sometimes I hate that often let you worry about me.
Then,used in the night of silent meditation,silently alone; do not know what time from the beginning,the love in silence thinking,point of a cigarette,in the description of mood.There beside me,my heart has a cool and sweet.
Sometimes I think,those you love us.Why so I ignored.When we are boring,you say something interesting,joke,let's have some fun.Sometimes,because of our exam is not good,you will be very angry punish us,but I know you are good for us,the teacher very much hope that we can be a good student,to be a useful person.Sometimes I don't want to let the teacher down.
The moon will never change,it is to think only of himself all the light to the earth,let the night the earth has become a bright,although loneliness,it also enron.
Maybe one day I held the picture again,eyes,your eyes.Mind unforgettable,is your angry face.Once walked the road together,now because we separate,more distant.And in the moonlight,you approached.The wind will fall,you're far.One day when I was a bit more mature,know how to take care of others,understand to miss.But,but you were not in the side.
Maybe one day I will thank those moonlight night,the moon always help me to drive away the darkness,bring me endless inspiration.I would like in this night to enjoy being quiet,love in the moonlight gently write the missing words.
Maybe one day I will understand,life on the road side is the scene of debauchery,one side is a mirage,insubstantial objects.Eventually by the hustle and bustle of silence,like this,the silence of the night,some just beautiful month.
Perhaps one day,I will lie on the windowsill crazily said:"tonight's moon."