Depend on the angle in the bed
love99 | 07 December, 2009 22:24Depend on the angle in the bed
At dark, lie down after taking off coats, the quilt is a little cool, I have a cold, do not want to sleep, stand up half lie, depend on in bed corner, clinical position one window, see half curved the moon through the window, bright moonlight wear window house to creep into me, print light in ground have, plant gentle feeling of cotton, want in accordance with enjoying cordial comforting warmly above Shroud village night, it's time to sleep, grandpa aunt will certainly move stool walk in the room from the outside, slowly, very quiet Perhaps the children on the vacant lot of the end of the village are still making a fun, run in the east and run in the west playing, bright as a child, there was not trouble, it is worried not to have, remembered that vacant lot, remember that pond, that paradise when being a child, love here Non- willing to, grandpa aunt should get back to room, order candle watch scenery only, look like a child, laugh sillily and sillily, the silly and silly one has got back to simple times.
The ant has gripped on my wrist gently, it looks up at I, the good the innocent of the expression in one's eyes Wanting to eat up me hungrily, I do not blame it, not its fault, but the natural instinct of seeking survival, it is not all right for me Can let it difficult than, give I of I reason excuse no I pat the little child's head lightly, it depends on on my finger docily, has slept Very quiet I smile, unperturbed in the heart. The wooden guard in the angle of bed is very strong, the inclination not rocked, I want to praise it, give it pieces of record of honor perhaps, it shake the head gently, face burst forth the quiet smile beautiful Eh, fine, need honor is false thing, can give a at heart one best reward very most. Close half doors,wear blow into wind quiet house is small to breathe out breathe out in one's ear chink - sound, having entered spring, it is much better to look at the flowers and plants mood everywhere, lie down and see the blue sky, the cloud in vain, there is sight that birds flying into me gently, then fly away from my sight silently Nothing wants, enjoy the natural feeling Oh, for a long time, I am tired, " the little child, wake up, you should go home "Volume .... It ... It has no sound Death Why is this result, I have given it the quietest death way, right? Whose fault is it
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