雨的倾泄,
让动人的春季生气勃勃
茂密的树,
显然与秋天的菩提木形成对比。
阵阵雷声,
划破静谧的晨;
一道闪电,
划穿黯然的阴。
路上行人皆穿,
何来欲断魂?
欲谈断魂,
执笔人瞧着铜镜思量片刻。
飞蛾,你何不扑雨呢?
阳光,谁让你憔悴了?
喜鹊,啥原因让你恋上落寞?
Have you ever heard of the One who wrote salvation story? Faith is like a lily lifted high and white —Christina Georgina Rossetti
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Blunt as a blow.
Are they too loud? Perhaps they fear being neglected again. Are they too timid? Perhaps they fear failing again. Too slow? Perhaps they fell the last time they hurried. You don't know! Only One who has followed yesterday's steps can be their judge.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Fonder.
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