Monday, June 20, 2011

Today is the anniversary of the death his father

Night, silent in the flowing, darkness enveloped the sky, the stars made a faint light, the reflection in the street, almost blind, and occasionally, the distant night sky with fireworks to light moment, disappeared, heart dark, I feel especially tired, the mind is still roaring, noisy yet out from the day, suddenly felt good today, long, like a long, long time, feeling very heavy, not to withdraw from the kind of pain, like a long time no verbal communication, and just talking in the heart, and his father, and himself, and the lonely night ... ... welblog-lily blogspot blog

Today is the anniversary of the death his father, three years, can not believe that, like just yesterday, it would seem a long time. Is still so clear, clear back, clear face, can not believe all this has long gone, stand the cold, the foot of the neglected cemetery has been swept along the surface dust winds, holding a black, silent tears have spread the , want to hold a good hand grip that large, pair a child has been stroking my warm hand, can be held to the cold, a thick soil barrier of the family, words are stuck in the mind, looking for familiar TV drama eyes searched the wilderness, only to see the Yellow grass, calling for a long time the father had not called, only to hear the mountains in the whine ... ...
The face of cold, memories become permanent, and pain, but from time to float, perhaps years later, everything is blurred, and that a memory had Mingxinkegu the ... ...shuaiszw blogspot blog

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