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The moon to blame

Just come together, because will not play CARDS,nike shox often being scolded.

Meet him that night, we sat together, but he is not my family. To make the two plates, and I made a big, which see I get good CARDS, but nike shox others made 235, spirit knock out 1: “today, is really eye-opening player encounters, admire! Admire!” .

My self-esteem was stabbed, also coldly replied: “now know is not late either!” And has been of silent he suddenly opened its mouth: “the moon had tried, you why so serious?”

To the home not away: “resentment that’s easy for you to say, why don’t you play her home?”

He is very stubborn allegiance interface: “line, and I and the moon, but also we a few dozen home, OK?”

My family cloudily smiled: “good good!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

See themselves as baggage like and thrown into others’ hand, I was lost, so matter what he invited, I also refused to sit up. Just leave him five words “thank you, sorry!” And went away.

Several days I don’t want to go to upgrade room, just wander in the room, at least there go lost no blame me. And at that time I don’t know any other name can register online, I thought “the moon” this name is my name in many allied forever.

But eventually contain love to upgrade, one day, I went to the, sit for a long time, the chair is still empty. People keep, and went. I silently looking at that piece of empty chairs, depression can’t get enough. At that moment he came and sat at the in front of me.

That night, he accompany me to play for three hours, my own points I don’t care about is, I only know him from the 117 hit 89. I broke every card, he took all say: “have no matter, isn’t you of wrong!!!!!” . Play CARDS for me just for the fun of it, I always don’t care, we lose only that night I was so hope from already more than a little we can, can play better.

Six months later, I still say the five words: “thank you, sorry!” . But he left word: “tomorrow night, you still do my home!” Before I come over, he has walked reaction.

And so, we play in every day, from a strange become familiar. He said little, sometimes we make a night, say added up to no more than ten sentence, he never actively ask me what, also don’t talk about myself. But time long, still have a kind of unusual feeling between us breed. Especially we sat silently, waiting for other players, my heart will have a little nervous.

Every night I go to many allied but to see him, and I will go up to a known for him, he see in the eye, smile will ha ha ridicule way: “the moon, you run around who?” Q I got red in the face. In his breathing, I progress a lot, also have the tacit understanding each other, so that people often wonder cheating. Gradually, his words is up and I are increasingly dependent on to me, he makes gentle, sometimes see him, I a minute to stay.

During the day I thought his time is also more and more long, it makes me a little afraid, you know, at that time I already has a communication three years, his boyfriend China are much older than I am, may be the success, and China is the most difficult in our family appeared, not China, also not our home today. I am so grateful to China, not at all against China. But, my heart still have countless “but”.

Because this but, I evening to face his time also without many, attitude is cold many.

One night, I went to the nets, saw him in and others play CARDS, who is a very lovely female name, my in the mind move, went in the crowd, he and I light to “hi” 1, will close close to home and I talked up, two people of sent a brother and sister, you a dictated to “little fool”, I a “little fool”, is really a blast, I never know that he has a good eloquence, straight off the family laughed cuttlefish disorderly quiver. And me, the thick cane jealousy image as I concerned clinging to me, I want to free and easy to open the two words, tell him I joke he don’t care, but my mind was a blank, what is unable to speak, wants to go and like by people settle, still in the same move. After a long time, he seems to find me there, surprised way: “ah, the moon, you still?” I gas dizzy, said 1: “-Go to!” Running.

Later, I empty stared at his name, the heart has been sink, sink………………. The moment, I have to admit that up the most not willing to admit that the feelings, and frustration, pain, envy, frustrated, and all sorts of feeling interweave tormenting me up. I want to, I’ll never be a reason him.

As I prepare to exit, talk to appear on the board a line of whispers: “the moon, give me your phone.” And, and, and, and he? !!!!!I coldly ask: “did you mistook one for another?” He said: “I know you angry, but can’t blame me for I didn’t, recently you before and so good, why? Give me your Email, I apologize?” I’m shocked, gazing at the screen, the in the mind has a vague disillusioned and joy.

That night, I can’t sleep at 2 o ‘clock, I received a letter from him, in the end of the letter, Hector earth writing his cell phone code words!!!!!

Without any hesitation, I extremely delighted to accept this I had already go feelings.

Then a very happy day, we play every day on the phone, in a thin, through telephone lines will outline the innocence of emotion and vivid. Everything is so good, only mother worried, from my god color float in the sky of face she had to see the clue, she calmly asked: “how to do? You want to China have no?” Her words like a pot of cold water will I from head to foot in a lottery, I have been no time for China. Also dare not to want to China, although I respect him, grateful for him, like him, but he never given me a deep and eternal feeling, but, looking at mother worried about this, I can get from the read her mind: yeah, the home is much…

Before I could clear the emotional entanglements, brother fell ill suddenly. I went with my mother, China and then promptly appears, he’s like our house the patron saint of the general. Brother disease good from the hospital

The makeup of life home??? What??? Is a Nike Shox bunch of warm sunshine, can melt the snow and ice cold heart; Is a lamp, can light up the night of the people came back late journey: Is a warm harbor, can keep out life of the inevitable ups; Is a pool of clear water can wash away, the return of the multifarious quiet heart; The wind is, can extend to trouble and sorrow; Is that a wisp of affection silk, through the life of every corner……

The home is quiet, home is warm, home is sweet, the home also is stable. She may not luxuriant, but must be refined. That little drops of the happiness, the joy of the truth, the time all can have her dress up warm afternoon sunshine. She may not rich, but must be permeated with the love and affection, a close, it is thick, heavy affection to give.

Home is a love filled the house. Even if not luxurious warmth, even simple, also have beautiful, longing for the house should be full of happiness and laughter, full of harmony warmth, not cold ice ice, stumbling. Perhaps the two never met before they formed a home, but this is a kind of reason, and every one in this house has irreplaceable position, without who is this life of regret.

The home is a relaxation place, let a person in a relaxed mood, unbounded. Tired, annoying, hurt, the pain…… You can find the space in the home release. Return to a house, can listen to some of the soothing music and sit for contemplation; Also can drink a cup of green tea, fragrance and his family share the pain.

At this point in the house is like a clear brook, slowly through the heart, no one will bother the quiet, nobody is going to destroy the clear. Home is XiaLi civilians, although common, although simple, but is indispensable. Like life, although trivial, although multifarious, but real, sincere.

The home is a warm harbor, no matter when, both sides can feel thick warm there. With the other half of loving the life, since he is selected life partner, will take a lifetime to continue to understand him, read. A family man, which are always so attachment, attachment, attachment family home, in the home, you can be completely open your heart, you can totally trust, you can have fully understand, we get that house with happiness, home is enough to make us feel satisfied.

The home is???????Home is one of life’s greatest have. She is a kind of worry contained in a little warm, she is a gentle hidden in a quiet, she is a consideration of the expression a friendship… She is respect, trust and tolerance……

And there’s no reason not happiness? Because, we can have a home.

Grateful heart

An innate mute little girl, when she was small dad died. She and her mother depending on each other. Mother early every day go out to work, very late. Every at sundown, the little girl began nike heels to stand in the home, with expectations at the door of the way home, for her mother. When her mother came back a day is the happiest moment of nike dunk sb heels every day, because my mother to her bring a rice cake. In their poor home, a small piece of rice cakes are the supreme delicious ah. One day, a lot of rain, has been dinner time, mom, but haven’t come back. The little girl stood looking at home: ah, total also less than mother figure. Day, more and more black, rain, the little girl decided to go down, the greater the mother every day to find the way back his mother. She walked on ah, went a long way, and finally, on the roadside saw fell to the ground mother. She tried to shake nike heels the mother’s body, but there was no answer her mother. She thought mother too tired, and fell asleep. Her mother’s head on their legs, want to let mom sleep comfortable. But then she found, my mother’s eyes have not closed!!!!! The little girl suddenly understand: mom, may be dead!!!!! She feel fear, pull a mother’s hand hard shake, but found that mother’s hand firmly drew a piece of rice cakes…… She desperately cry, but not sent out a little voice… The rain kept next, the little girl cried also don’t know how long. She know mom never woke up, and now she was left alone. Mom’s eyes why not close? She was not trust her? She suddenly understand oneself how to do it. So wiped away tears, decided to use their own language to tell mother she would be sure to live, let mother safely walk…… The little girl is in a rain again doing this in sign language song “Thanksgiving heart”, tears and the rain mixed together, from her small but write full strong face slippery…… “Grateful heart, thank you, stay with me all my life, let me have the courage to do myself… grateful heart, thank fate, blossom, as I will cherish……” She so stand in the rain nonstop doing, has been to mother’s eyes finally close…http://www.buyjordanheels.net