Faint bell, as if from distant places, and that the village church bell ringing softly in the sunset do? Able to make the mind quiet bell ah, you are in my heart how the fields gently sway.
vigorous male voice singing in easing the frustration of leaving home to music, people, through the voices of those with a taste of nostalgia to a stray outside of the heart, thinking about how to home in the Wye.
It will definitely be a one of the evening, with the same pale yellow color in the next, the displaced people back time and time again, but unfortunately the sad eyes looking at the direction of home, where there may be a seat of the mountains, showing the gradual dim presence. Or the book is on the train, a person alone in the middle of the night to wake up and look out the window, only the black faint shadow of the mountain, the sky has stars do? Even though there is also a lonely bar. But this time the only noise is the sound that car tower - to mention - Tower, Tower - to mention - Tajikistan ... ... It was such a monotone voice who has boundless charm ah.
also, or is the street in a foreign land, you have a casual look back, lurches violently to see the familiar but long-awaited friend. Perhaps when you do not know where you are hovering heads bowed out of the overflow an accent. Stand on such a junction, you will not be tears?
home can be the mother of that can no longer hear the sound of the chatter, and now want to come but cordial, nothing can explore to your heart straight. Perhaps it is the familiar simple house, until now you can truly remember the feeling when you touch it. Or the stream has flowing you how many events of the past, and now still shine in your memory.
are farther and farther away from home, and in such deep of night, you will not think of family? You can not help but recall that evening when the bell came from a distance do? It also must be like that monotonous, like the sound of the impacts of your soft heart, it is gentle cry.
and wandering existence state is a relatively stable, I always thought that if there can be a big prairie, endless, and is backed by mountains, has a blue sky, has Qinglie the air, there is a group of smiling quietly with people, It is simply heaven.
perhaps it's only after a drifting state of taste in order to deeply appreciate those who have a stable life implies a variety of flavors bar.
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