Editor: Sina donkey original altar: the wilderness of the Wind 7477
I know that this year a leap year, there is no New Year's Eve, but I still like to think of the last day of the Lunar way to refer to.
Lake Curie filled Tiaowan bonfire small group of Moso and new visitors, most of them go Tashi house, it was Rigby rely on the peninsula bordered by a lake inside one of the small building, go on the way to go through the peninsula 2 not so impressive Mani Dui.
Aming in the Kaohuo of Huo Tangbian rest, a few familiar friends sit on the way forward.
Wei-Min is working with Chinese-Canadian boys, drinking, sitting beside his 16-year-old newly married girl Mosuo I heard last month on the 24th day of their time soon. The boy can speak fluent English and Mandarin tiger mama, I am occasionally in English, and his communication, the next day to join us sit at the bar the night side, he said, I like to listen to the English-speaking voice tone, asked me if I was Where to learn English.
I have been on the Food of Love is full of romantic exotic curiosity, my past and present work for me from time to time have access to from the Anglo-American lady / girls, can face up to the time my heart would not have to face the kind of fellow women, heterosexual feelings. Perhaps the heart of hearts I am a traditional, in my heart, a beautiful woman should be as soft as the lake water, as strong as a lion Kamiyama Asian women.
However, I still wish them well. The deep forever. How far is always in the end? I asked myself.
Tonight there will be fireworks, aming to tell me that he bought more than 200 pieces of money. This is where the lake side of the grid can be regarded as a fairly large spending.
Cell phone rang, my friends in Hainan Wanning not far away from the streets of a town drunk. To make a living, he must stay away from home to a group of tour guides and that the most hot place to dry with the language of repeated visitors can pocket the Qiantaochulai.
He said the big moon, I said: You fool me, how would there be the moon New Year's Eve.
He said that I will let you listen to sound of the sea, I said: You fool me, you are clearly in the street.
Then I walked out of Cove, a mobile phone into the lake side of high tide, let him listen to acoustic, but also told him that in my head there is this life I saw the most beautiful Star.
I believe that men and men are sometimes very easy to communicate, especially men like to drink.
Returned to the house I can not drink in the afternoon of wine as if only now attack. Drinking beer on the pain Na Tiaotui another attack, and tomorrow is a long way to go.
But I still want a bottle, there is no wine Danian can not too.
Is trapped not live, I quietly on the floor, off the lights of a person to lie down, the empty position of speaker and my head is precisely aligned. And impulsive noise is also a part of life.
I have heard aming called fireworks, and hear people shouting happy.
This night I did not get up, with open windows watching the fireworks outside the brilliant white walls, light and shadow color map, I could hear the fireworks blooming sound. Feels good to listen to fireworks, so that the ear can enjoy their lives, let the eye rest, making my mind free. . . . . .
Who started from the window of sunshine that the island will soon be behind the rising, I am not worried about perception-free fall asleep. . . . . .
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