son_of_butterfly
多言数穷，不如守中
个人形象
蝶恋花 (
自我介绍
蝶恋花
伫倚危楼风细细，
望极春愁，
黯黯生天际。
草色烟光残照里，
无言谁会凭栏意？
拟把疏狂图一醉，
对酒当歌，
强乐还无味。
衣带渐宽终不悔，
为伊消得人憔悴。
状态
- 积分:305分
- 魅力指数:100点
- 人气指数:231点
- 留言评论:17条
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我的更新
| 我无所适从 冥冥中得注定 是喜？是悲？ 叹月月无影 怜花花无语 于是，我在黑夜中蹒跚 一次次跌倒，无望中快失去站起得勇气 多希望 希望亲爱得你为我点亮一盏灯 摇曳在我多舛的途中 便是有风有雨 透着光，感受你手心的温暖 我会拨开黑夜的迷雾 与你 走进温馨的小屋 屋檐下是 那盏永不熄灭的明灯 |
| i had run after the best beautiful Ａnd romantic love,but forget what is true love. i meet a good girl.she is not beatiful,not rich,but really a kind person.in my mind, she is the best girl. the time when we are together is short,even can\\'t be gother for every week.anyway,i once see her,the happiness is full of my body,to my head, to my heart,to my brain. in the cold autumn night,we walk by the river slowly.the light of star prove that i shall give my all love to my lover.so the happiness is so sample.hand by hand,walking in the silence night,telling her my love Ａnd paying all emotion of mine. |
| 最近下乡挂点搞新农村去了，一直没更新。今天新上传一首《乌夜啼》 |
| 虞美人 江畔枯柳寒蝉啾， 秋风起寒流。 昨夜雨打花红败， 不知物是人非容颜改。 去年今日人别样， 无泪情自伤。 几多红颜为殇妇， 琴心涯下清泉化冬露。 草于凌晨 |
| 蝶恋花 帘珠卷窗人独依， 万里无月， 唯有雨细细。 风摧杨柳蝶断翼， 声声为叹怨魂泣。 了去红尘空梦呓， 独坐小楼， 泪烛诉情意。 无言以对空相思， 一壶浊酒了别离。 草于中秋之夜 |
 what i should write today?so confused that i forget what is the beautiful thing.wasting the best pretty time,i stand in a cross.one side, i always remember the happy childhood period,the other side ,i should face the perplexity society. i find i am a helpless child.in my mind ,i need a lover who can give me her hand and follow with me and face the all troulbe thing with me. but i know it is impossible because no one can understand my heart which is so lonely.to aviod the hurt by other craftiness,i only cover myself by a stiff skin.so whatever i experise,i solely taste all pain and enjoy my spirit world in myself. |
| today,i tasted what was the best beautiful scenes!no hot sunshine,no boring noise,no melancholy feel.driving in the countray road,i forgot the ugliness of human society with comfortable wind whistling by my ears.the slim and graceful birds which i didn't know the name of flied lightly in the golden rich field.how pretty it was！i thought that,even the best wonderful language,it can't discribe the true natural beauty. standing near the silent lake, hearing the mountion song,enjoying the best natural emotion,i understood what was the aim of my life---it is that i can keep a silent soul and merge in the wonderful nature. |
