The joy of text

 Hongxiutianxiang been quite like this literary website, the total time in the middle of the night quietly read the article inside, from the prose poem and then read the essay. Yesterday, I sent to try the red armbands in the two to compare his own blog preference for the text, actually in a short period of time are published. inevitably a little joy, like a child's essay published in the magazine on the kind of joy, lightly, very real.
mind when I like reading, ink across the screen seems to smell the air comes out the middle man embodies the mood to write much, bit by bit to understand. sitting in front of the screen for each code word of the people, there is always more or less the story, perhaps straightforward notice, perhaps in hiding in the subtle,UGG boots, but very often have to be deeply hidden, there are always people who read. So much of a life touched, because people understand you, cherish you, worried about you, but I do not know me words, those who will care for me and moved? even if only slightly, I have contentment.
brought me the joy of writing is always so to name, how many days I can not sink in the words get away,cheap UGG boots, I kept writing and writing in every place where you can write. has been said that the text seems to have become a slave to me, I smile, she can be who know my heart, know what I read like,Discount UGG boots, I can not go condemnation of an acquaintance, not to say hurt. Each person has their own way, or silent or hysterical, or as I write words to go silent inside the bottom of things. but different ways of expression, nothing more .
I like in a person's night, sitting in front of the screen Page Zi, for each share of quiet peace and perhaps people will have to write, even as short as only a moment. I like to write the kind of mood, when I mood a little bit to show in their eyes, or sad, or joy, are my love. She is like my child, my hard work condensed, whether fine is not exciting, not ornate Chinese are not for me important, important that a feeling.
a feeling fade, I do not expect a further concentration of the time when, a love lost, I do not beg come back again. so I never have been as , has never loved to live life as quietly through life. But I still thank the words of the people, at least for my office provided endless material and making a fuss Ye Hao, posturing worth mentioning, Ye Hao became a slave to the text , the text became my slave worth mentioning, but ultimately just a mood. Ye Hao wound, pain worth mentioning,UGG boots clearance, hi Ye Hao, sad matter whether, over time, will always tend to be all calm, people could live happy, why I can not ? people can easily say let go, I wonder what I can not let go?
just Romance in the text where the wound is still continuing, I can not predict when it will be extended to, perhaps without end. This is the only left I, inadvertently, be regarded as a treasure, rich and poor of my heart, so stop with me through another station, the first sentence should be the oath of that ---- forever.
text in the how deep hurt, consider a multiple, is not important for me, I still jump on the word tip, enjoying the joy of words brought light.