› music life2009年12月08日
In the dream of the fog
In the dream of the fog
The production of the fog, is that there is too much moisture in the air, geothermol power is insufficient, the moisture can't be turned into the gas rising, perhaps because the atmospheric pressure of the high altitude is pressed original so, the aqueous vapor is admixed with the air in the low latitude too, therefore make the air wet, change and sink. In the dense fog, people will feel the one with one kind of senses of oppressing .
Fog, continuously, sink thickly like drizzle, accompanied by a burst of ït wind, cover and wash the earth of early morning; On the road, the billowing stream of people is like being bustling with vehicles, I mix among the crowd shuttling back and forth in the exchanges, as if the stream of people will swallow up me Fog very strong very getting dense, keep I a little brain bloated Hand in miscellaneous noise, loudspeaker sound of ones that have the ring tones of the bicycle, have the motorcycle and car and engine sound, have I said I would speak clearly either, have assembled into a billowing whistle and flowed, make people feel the head is very bloated, very bloated, having a few giddy muddled eyes, I am a little dizzy, feel the body seems vacillating and staggering, as if fly and stand up soon Perhaps it is the fragrance of flowers clearly, I seem to come to the world in a magical flower, the place like the happy land, a burst of smell with strongly fragrant strong fragrance, oh! Smell good, smell good. Can make people getting a little more clearheaded while being fragrant perhaps. I have concentrated one's attention and seen suddenly, that was the world of a bird's twitter of fragrance of flowers, the flower was striven to be ground, an abundant color glued the oasis dyed, very beautiful and very beautiful! The flower includes in early morning to click and click the dense dewdrop, what a supernatural color it is! The young girl that the flower with buds just ready to burst stood like that graceful jade, that dewdrop is towards the sunlight of rising for the first time, slight smiling face of glimmering, it seems, call the sun saying hello cordial Very getting beautiful, more like young girl exuding tenderness and love holes of unexpected turn of that. The drop of water spurts the moist original land of ground In the distant place, a little white pigeon circles round in the sky, sing gently while flying: "The white pigeon's song that white cloud ripples, chief thinks of the rose beautifully secretly, there are large wills in the river bank side of Korea S., when the place heart waits in the easy chest. " I am with fixed attention, hover in white pigeon under the foot of the place, has seen a gorgeous rose, how beautiful, it is really that some is red in ten thousand emolument clumps, lovely flower, I Really want to give her a ormosia
How beautiful, the world of the spirit, there, there is efficacious stacte of spirit, have lovely continuous drizzle, in the drizzle, the flower in spring is distributing the tender and lovely rudiment, that graceful flower The drizzle is moistening the soil of field happily, glisten, has appeared there, there is that ----Flower of the spirit The world of the spirit, what beautiful, much beautiful scenery. Seem more tender and lovely in the west rain, more lovely and more amiable
The flower beautiful, I love you, I love you, although you have no nobleness of the tree peony, you bring gorgeous expression, though that amazing strong fragrance captivatingly that you have no jasmine to spend, however, you bring the unique makings
I am not a gardener, not a gardener, not having the gardener's skill of planting flower, but there is the gardener's hard work, I would like to dress up you extremely enchantingly, water for you, irrigate with the sweet fresh water, grow up strong and sturdy feeding you, with the heart making warm and hoping to moisten you
" whether screech " ,every one on behind it is at I the loud, twist I in mind, bringing to a halt loud of vehicles of car.
I have got back to the fog again, the fog is exactly dense, it is the car that has returned me to the fog, however, my heart stays for a long time in that world of green border of colored continent, is rippling there
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The production of the fog, is that there is too much moisture in the air, geothermol power is insufficient, the moisture can't be turned into the gas rising, perhaps because the atmospheric pressure of the high altitude is pressed original so, the aqueous vapor is admixed with the air in the low latitude too, therefore make the air wet, change and sink. In the dense fog, people will feel the one with one kind of senses of oppressing .
Fog, continuously, sink thickly like drizzle, accompanied by a burst of ït wind, cover and wash the earth of early morning; On the road, the billowing stream of people is like being bustling with vehicles, I mix among the crowd shuttling back and forth in the exchanges, as if the stream of people will swallow up me Fog very strong very getting dense, keep I a little brain bloated Hand in miscellaneous noise, loudspeaker sound of ones that have the ring tones of the bicycle, have the motorcycle and car and engine sound, have I said I would speak clearly either, have assembled into a billowing whistle and flowed, make people feel the head is very bloated, very bloated, having a few giddy muddled eyes, I am a little dizzy, feel the body seems vacillating and staggering, as if fly and stand up soon Perhaps it is the fragrance of flowers clearly, I seem to come to the world in a magical flower, the place like the happy land, a burst of smell with strongly fragrant strong fragrance, oh! Smell good, smell good. Can make people getting a little more clearheaded while being fragrant perhaps. I have concentrated one's attention and seen suddenly, that was the world of a bird's twitter of fragrance of flowers, the flower was striven to be ground, an abundant color glued the oasis dyed, very beautiful and very beautiful! The flower includes in early morning to click and click the dense dewdrop, what a supernatural color it is! The young girl that the flower with buds just ready to burst stood like that graceful jade, that dewdrop is towards the sunlight of rising for the first time, slight smiling face of glimmering, it seems, call the sun saying hello cordial Very getting beautiful, more like young girl exuding tenderness and love holes of unexpected turn of that. The drop of water spurts the moist original land of ground In the distant place, a little white pigeon circles round in the sky, sing gently while flying: "The white pigeon's song that white cloud ripples, chief thinks of the rose beautifully secretly, there are large wills in the river bank side of Korea S., when the place heart waits in the easy chest. " I am with fixed attention, hover in white pigeon under the foot of the place, has seen a gorgeous rose, how beautiful, it is really that some is red in ten thousand emolument clumps, lovely flower, I Really want to give her a ormosia
How beautiful, the world of the spirit, there, there is efficacious stacte of spirit, have lovely continuous drizzle, in the drizzle, the flower in spring is distributing the tender and lovely rudiment, that graceful flower The drizzle is moistening the soil of field happily, glisten, has appeared there, there is that ----Flower of the spirit The world of the spirit, what beautiful, much beautiful scenery. Seem more tender and lovely in the west rain, more lovely and more amiable
The flower beautiful, I love you, I love you, although you have no nobleness of the tree peony, you bring gorgeous expression, though that amazing strong fragrance captivatingly that you have no jasmine to spend, however, you bring the unique makings
I am not a gardener, not a gardener, not having the gardener's skill of planting flower, but there is the gardener's hard work, I would like to dress up you extremely enchantingly, water for you, irrigate with the sweet fresh water, grow up strong and sturdy feeding you, with the heart making warm and hoping to moisten you
" whether screech " ,every one on behind it is at I the loud, twist I in mind, bringing to a halt loud of vehicles of car.
I have got back to the fog again, the fog is exactly dense, it is the car that has returned me to the fog, however, my heart stays for a long time in that world of green border of colored continent, is rippling there
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China Business| Doing Business in China| Hong Kong Business| International Business| Business Opportunities| China Manufacturer|.
2009年12月08日
Leave snow such as the rain
Leave snow such as the rain
Enter winter just, have, blow one rain, Xi Zhejiang drip, silk like wisp, the east float west shed for instance, quiet, seem to float into a touching fan's lemon of the South. If not there are several pieces of big raindrop occasionally, you can not see it. Though the rain seems to come in season by mistake in winter, it is a kind of uniqueness, fall on the face, in the neck, have a kind of special soft, fresh cordial sense suddenly.
Rain hide from into fog, dodging people like being shy, dare interest to bother people at all, as if a naughty one catch fascinated to hide in people again. Only you stretch out hands to wait patiently, it dares to fall in your palm silently, the ones that let you feel it are ice-cold, tell you that the present in winter has already walked slowly like a woman.
Last branch street the the both sides the that trees and overture at winter,the rustle to tremble on cold wind, meeting moist their friend. But the shy one hides, mysteriously, dim, vaguely, the small city cage first mysterious world.
Originally looks forward to a beautiful snow, is imagining the sparkling and crystal-clear snow spirit to wave in the wind and come, let gloomy mood bright, give hollow heart joyful one o'clock, but snow my heart expect winter, come at the appointed time. It was cold that it has entered winter to appear since summer suddenly in the fine life for a long time, the snow has not seen, but rain comes by chance.
Though some lose, has added a lot of life for the dusky earth. People talk and laugh in the rain holding up an umbrella, the children but letting and is caught in the rain to squat like the small water depression of the mirror, making faces with one's own shade, is giving directions, the play is funny. That is red, yellow, green, blue, purple Adorning the umbrellas of different pattern, look from afar, like the elegant butterfly with different colors. This image and scene, the tool that the colored umbrella has been already far from hiding the rain, but the work of art, is the decorating of life, it is a beautiful part, seem to send and reside the aspiration of spring too.
The rain in winter, it is enervated in it does not have springtime, it is insolent in not having summer, romance have will it be day autumn still more, some to ooze people to be sadly beautiful only. I believe a lot of people dislike winter rain, really, it pure white and beautiful, but I like it to be soft, tender feeling misty, make people to be forgotten, let people thoughts flashing across one's mind, let people recollect, if staying alone, a piece of serenade that the distant place floats is vivid and dramatic, tasteful, have the baffled sincerity suddenly.
Rain for winter, let world as if cold quiet getting quiet a lot of, sit quietly room, look at outside the window quietly. Throw sight into the lead gray sky depths. Ticking, answering happy and auspicious in one's ear, mental state getting quiet a pond of bluish waves of portrait. Can see that rain floating in the other roofs gracefully and gracefully gently too, float in front of the window. Accompany thin sound rustling, urge people to be enchanted like whispering.
I like the rain, like strolling in the rain, like roaming leisurely in the rain propping up the umbrella, let one's own mood fly away, think of one's own attention! Even winter in the cold rain like the snow, soul can feel a kind of comfortable one that felt encouraged. When like this, will often grow out some temperate and moist emotion - -Perhaps it is a scene, a sentence of words, one, or a thing, even a piece of eyes, fall with the silent ball of rain silk so gently, it is completely white like pearl.
"Seek, desolate, wretched and intimate. At barely warm but still cool time, the most difficult to rest. " I like " Shengshengman " of Li Qingzhao, like, stroll that full of poesy and romantic scene among drizzle even more.
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Enter winter just, have, blow one rain, Xi Zhejiang drip, silk like wisp, the east float west shed for instance, quiet, seem to float into a touching fan's lemon of the South. If not there are several pieces of big raindrop occasionally, you can not see it. Though the rain seems to come in season by mistake in winter, it is a kind of uniqueness, fall on the face, in the neck, have a kind of special soft, fresh cordial sense suddenly.
Rain hide from into fog, dodging people like being shy, dare interest to bother people at all, as if a naughty one catch fascinated to hide in people again. Only you stretch out hands to wait patiently, it dares to fall in your palm silently, the ones that let you feel it are ice-cold, tell you that the present in winter has already walked slowly like a woman.
Last branch street the the both sides the that trees and overture at winter,the rustle to tremble on cold wind, meeting moist their friend. But the shy one hides, mysteriously, dim, vaguely, the small city cage first mysterious world.
Originally looks forward to a beautiful snow, is imagining the sparkling and crystal-clear snow spirit to wave in the wind and come, let gloomy mood bright, give hollow heart joyful one o'clock, but snow my heart expect winter, come at the appointed time. It was cold that it has entered winter to appear since summer suddenly in the fine life for a long time, the snow has not seen, but rain comes by chance.
Though some lose, has added a lot of life for the dusky earth. People talk and laugh in the rain holding up an umbrella, the children but letting and is caught in the rain to squat like the small water depression of the mirror, making faces with one's own shade, is giving directions, the play is funny. That is red, yellow, green, blue, purple Adorning the umbrellas of different pattern, look from afar, like the elegant butterfly with different colors. This image and scene, the tool that the colored umbrella has been already far from hiding the rain, but the work of art, is the decorating of life, it is a beautiful part, seem to send and reside the aspiration of spring too.
The rain in winter, it is enervated in it does not have springtime, it is insolent in not having summer, romance have will it be day autumn still more, some to ooze people to be sadly beautiful only. I believe a lot of people dislike winter rain, really, it pure white and beautiful, but I like it to be soft, tender feeling misty, make people to be forgotten, let people thoughts flashing across one's mind, let people recollect, if staying alone, a piece of serenade that the distant place floats is vivid and dramatic, tasteful, have the baffled sincerity suddenly.
Rain for winter, let world as if cold quiet getting quiet a lot of, sit quietly room, look at outside the window quietly. Throw sight into the lead gray sky depths. Ticking, answering happy and auspicious in one's ear, mental state getting quiet a pond of bluish waves of portrait. Can see that rain floating in the other roofs gracefully and gracefully gently too, float in front of the window. Accompany thin sound rustling, urge people to be enchanted like whispering.
I like the rain, like strolling in the rain, like roaming leisurely in the rain propping up the umbrella, let one's own mood fly away, think of one's own attention! Even winter in the cold rain like the snow, soul can feel a kind of comfortable one that felt encouraged. When like this, will often grow out some temperate and moist emotion - -Perhaps it is a scene, a sentence of words, one, or a thing, even a piece of eyes, fall with the silent ball of rain silk so gently, it is completely white like pearl.
"Seek, desolate, wretched and intimate. At barely warm but still cool time, the most difficult to rest. " I like " Shengshengman " of Li Qingzhao, like, stroll that full of poesy and romantic scene among drizzle even more.
RELATED LINKS:
Electric Welding MachineHose FittingsSkin Care|Point of SaleFrontline Tick,Flea Remediesgt1
2009年07月10日
Carrot, egg and coffee
Carrot, egg and coffee
One day, the daughter complained to father that the difficulty of life arose full of resentmently.
Father is a famous cook. He listen to, after the complaint of daughter, laugh at slightly, bring the daughter into the kitchen calm. Father has poured to three pans of the same size into the equally a lot of water, then put a big carrot into first pan, have put an egg into second pan, has put a handful of coffee beans into the third pan, he put three pans to burn on three big stoves equally to the fire power finally.
The daughter stands aside, look at father wondering, does not understand his purpose.
20 minutes later, father turned off the fire, let daughters bring two plates and a cup. Father has put well-done carrot and egg into two plates respectively, then coffee boiling the coffee bean out has been poured into the cup. He points to plate and cup to ask the daughter: "The child, tell me, what have you seen? "
The daughter answers: "There still can be anything, it is certainly carrot, egg and coffee. "
Father says: "You might as well touch them, see what changes there are. "
The daughter picks up a handful of forks and touches the carrot, finds the carrot has already become very soft. She picks up the egg again, the ones that have felt the eggshell are hard. She strikes the eggshell broken on the desk, has touched the albumen inside with hands carefully. Then she carries the cup again, has drunk a mouthful of coffee inside. After finishing these, the daughter begins to answer father's question: "In this plate is a carrot which become very soft; In that plate is the egg that a shell is very hard, the albumen has been already solidified too; In the cup is coffee with strong perfume, with very good mouthfeel. " Finish saying, she asks father not understanding, " dear father, why do you want to ask me so simple a question? "
Father sees the daughter saying seriously: "Three thing these that you see in heavy pan equally, equally in the much water, much time boil as at the heavy fire equally. But their response is far different. The carrot is hard while borning, but become so soft after finishing boiling, even rotten soon; It is such fragility to lay the egg, the eggshell will break to pieces once touching, but even albumen is hard after boiling; The coffee bean is very hard too before not boiling, though had boiled and softened soon, but its fragrance and taste have been dissolved and turned into the delicious coffee into water. "
Father continues asking the daughter after finishing saying: "Which one do you look like among them? "
Now, the daughter is still more that some can not touch the head, just looking at father staring blankly, I wonder how to answer. Different life
Father continues saying: "I want to ask you are, in the face of the suffering of life, you become hard and change strongly like the thing that the carrot become weak and feeble as the egg like that, look like one coffee bean, body damaged than falling will their, no matter how abominably it will be environment, to give out fragrance, infect around all people with the bright emotion all around? In brief, you should become life powerhouse of road, let you and everything around become well, more beautiful, more meaningful. "
One day, the daughter complained to father that the difficulty of life arose full of resentmently.
Father is a famous cook. He listen to, after the complaint of daughter, laugh at slightly, bring the daughter into the kitchen calm. Father has poured to three pans of the same size into the equally a lot of water, then put a big carrot into first pan, have put an egg into second pan, has put a handful of coffee beans into the third pan, he put three pans to burn on three big stoves equally to the fire power finally.
The daughter stands aside, look at father wondering, does not understand his purpose.
20 minutes later, father turned off the fire, let daughters bring two plates and a cup. Father has put well-done carrot and egg into two plates respectively, then coffee boiling the coffee bean out has been poured into the cup. He points to plate and cup to ask the daughter: "The child, tell me, what have you seen? "
The daughter answers: "There still can be anything, it is certainly carrot, egg and coffee. "
Father says: "You might as well touch them, see what changes there are. "
The daughter picks up a handful of forks and touches the carrot, finds the carrot has already become very soft. She picks up the egg again, the ones that have felt the eggshell are hard. She strikes the eggshell broken on the desk, has touched the albumen inside with hands carefully. Then she carries the cup again, has drunk a mouthful of coffee inside. After finishing these, the daughter begins to answer father's question: "In this plate is a carrot which become very soft; In that plate is the egg that a shell is very hard, the albumen has been already solidified too; In the cup is coffee with strong perfume, with very good mouthfeel. " Finish saying, she asks father not understanding, " dear father, why do you want to ask me so simple a question? "
Father sees the daughter saying seriously: "Three thing these that you see in heavy pan equally, equally in the much water, much time boil as at the heavy fire equally. But their response is far different. The carrot is hard while borning, but become so soft after finishing boiling, even rotten soon; It is such fragility to lay the egg, the eggshell will break to pieces once touching, but even albumen is hard after boiling; The coffee bean is very hard too before not boiling, though had boiled and softened soon, but its fragrance and taste have been dissolved and turned into the delicious coffee into water. "
Father continues asking the daughter after finishing saying: "Which one do you look like among them? "
Now, the daughter is still more that some can not touch the head, just looking at father staring blankly, I wonder how to answer. Different life
Father continues saying: "I want to ask you are, in the face of the suffering of life, you become hard and change strongly like the thing that the carrot become weak and feeble as the egg like that, look like one coffee bean, body damaged than falling will their, no matter how abominably it will be environment, to give out fragrance, infect around all people with the bright emotion all around? In brief, you should become life powerhouse of road, let you and everything around become well, more beautiful, more meaningful. "
2009年07月10日
Happy very simple
Happy and actually very simple
At dusk, put the flowers and plants in order in the backyard, the cat dozes off under the tree, birds go back to the nest one after another, time seems to stop, congeal into a golden yellow picture that interweaves with the warm tangerine.
White wall of house reflect end of the sun wipe over sunshine, room float, offer a burst of potato stewed fragrance of meat. Different life
Resume and look far into the distance, already totally getting dark under the foot of the hill, every household all present the warm light, under the light is the warm picture that the whole family enclose the desk and have meal, several sounds of cheerful chatting spread once in a while.
Happy, is it like this? Do not need too much description, too complicated hope, just the minor matter in life of every day, form the happy key element:
I want dull and comfortable life, say each other in the morning Good morning to the cat.
I want parents to be healthy and happy, live very near, meet everyday.
I want to have a one that can hold each other's both hands tight, accompany in all one's life to lead along by hand.
The happiness which I want, so simple.
At dusk, put the flowers and plants in order in the backyard, the cat dozes off under the tree, birds go back to the nest one after another, time seems to stop, congeal into a golden yellow picture that interweaves with the warm tangerine.
White wall of house reflect end of the sun wipe over sunshine, room float, offer a burst of potato stewed fragrance of meat. Different life
Resume and look far into the distance, already totally getting dark under the foot of the hill, every household all present the warm light, under the light is the warm picture that the whole family enclose the desk and have meal, several sounds of cheerful chatting spread once in a while.
Happy, is it like this? Do not need too much description, too complicated hope, just the minor matter in life of every day, form the happy key element:
I want dull and comfortable life, say each other in the morning Good morning to the cat.
I want parents to be healthy and happy, live very near, meet everyday.
I want to have a one that can hold each other's both hands tight, accompany in all one's life to lead along by hand.
The happiness which I want, so simple.
