A child squatting in the corner

In this obscure corner, counting the stars of the lonely, silent attention to the stars each one, you're not lonely, there is a corner of the child with you; no one is interested in this corner, brooding lonely raindrop , quietly waiting for the fall of each drop of rain, fell in the corner of the children, then you are not alone meet the; in the corner alone, the text of the aromatic peep, quietly walk in between the lines, read text emotions, so you get to his mind.

In this way, the children crouched in the corner would like to count the stars every night, like Lin Zhao rain, like text, lonely, lonely Who has made him forget he was squatting in the corner.

Blissful silence for fear of the stars disturbed sleep; softly light feet, disturbed the rainy season for fear swirling; quietly into the room, for fear of theft between your hospitality poetic language, the corner of the child does not want to leave footprints, only willing to silently crouched corner and crouched in the corner of their own, no one shall find the corner.

Kids corner, with the loneliness of the stars, the sun never see the flash of joy, accompanied by only a foot of their own shadow, head down, through the familiar bluestone path, the years will be time to sneak away in the next step.

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of the passage of wind and rain pour, only one person squatting silently corner for someone to come, the noise is not complicated, not all of the others, only alone.

Kids corner, stop writing every door, every night wandering around the text of the flowers, did not experience the age-old love, but it can be moved in the text of the world's tears; not life and death through athletic, able to in the text perception of the cycle of the kingdom of love; no rhyme stunning mood, but it can flower in the text of the butterfly between listening to good language.

Word that corner into the corner, it seems that the text of the world just around the corner, there always floated purple ink smell, shed very heart is the concentration of melancholy and pleasant swaying to see, that corner of purple blossoms.

Drunk kids corner in the text, always see life the afterlife, reincarnation, that corner has all earthly past and future, as long as the command of a wave, the origin of edge down, as long as lift a pen, made Zen Buddhist language, it can be seen everywhere excellent work of others, piled everywhere love mourning for thousands of years.

Corner of the sleeping child in the text, always see Bana open blossom, that corner is not divided into seasons, the text in the colorful spring open, disheveled hot summer, with autumn maple leaf falling, floating winter snow. More readily able to touch all things speech, everywhere dense ripples.

Indus rain, west window is red candle, listening to a mountain stream, cloud water Qing Zen ancient classical rhyme, the text of the corner and listen to the text of the farewell music, sad and sorrow sigh, let the hearts of the text of the dream of weaving a curtain, in the the corner, turned into a river flows, flows the text of the world.

With an awe, touched the edge of the text, so that the situation be relieved, the heart be comforted, all sad and unhappy state of mind are wire strand of rhyme tune with the dissipation of that away to get into the text of the world, where the flowers peep fragrance, to search for text and pen love, harvest the text with the word love,

Squatting on the corner of the child, like the text, like the aroma drifting between the text is flowers, is the wine, the tea, continue to squat corner of blissful silence, softly light feet, quietly into the room, in order to continue writing squatting on the corner.

Today, the kids squatting in the corner, and cut class to see bayberry, a person to see Ilex Fan Qing Ecological Park Bayberry; that crouched in the corner of the child's heart to write but not on the study bayberry , a person stay in dormitory feelings down bayberry; that the children squatting in the corner, to borrow a term not to go to morning reading spectrum, a person in the library door waiting the arrival of eight, so eight of the administrator work; that the children squatting in the corner, in order to write an article perceived intentions of a person sitting alone in front of the computer, another round of fasting and forget to eat.

That the children squatting in the corner, every time I saw a good article, goods will be carefully read, as appropriate, try to figure out words to write sentences in the discretion of those emotions, not too much to share and write, but repeated over and over again of the stunning words, when you see the writer to write an article for someone else, my heart was touched, lonely, alone again alone wake.