Jane Oxley
Stories (35/0)
Lonely if Ann years, and words lingering
Time is far away, I have been at least years, long time endless joy and sorrow. Shaohua sheng extremely of youth, bloom the most colourful, but also the most lonely. The prime time, whether will go to the end, at that time, half the mountains and rivers will flow for who?
By Jane Oxley2 years ago in Fiction
Reconciliation, harmony, healing
A happy childhood can heal a lifetime, an unhappy childhood needs a lifetime to heal. I really can't hide the fact that I had a miserable childhood. Because after growing up, emotional problems in slowly biting themselves, this is because the psychological trauma of childhood body still remember, it has become a time bomb in the body, I do not know when will break out. This is not human can control at will, can only helplessly carry out self psychological counseling.
By Jane Oxley2 years ago in Psyche
Don't let your heart go blind
Since childhood, he is a very strong vanity of the child. He is very smart and has always done well in school. He bullied his parents do not know the word, never let them go to school, took a full mark examination papers he put in the bag do not give them look. But several times he caught them peeking through the door at his bag while he was away, and they looked at each other, smiling.
By Jane Oxley2 years ago in Fiction
The dignity of stoop
He is the president of a listed company, rich, one day, he had a whim, want to experience the life of ordinary people. He got on the bus, put in his money, found a window seat and sat down. He looked curiously at the people around him. In front of him was a pregnant woman.
By Jane Oxley2 years ago in Fiction
Always want to miss folding, bring to the distance you
I am very good in other places, please do not worry about, because no matter day and night, no matter trouble and loneliness, I can feel your blessing, like a clear spring, is as clear, gan lie, moisten my heart. Your missing is so fat, your blessing is so strong, that I am not afraid of the long night, the night's silence, with pure and fresh and full of vitality, meet the brilliant tomorrow of the sun, the heart as the distant call of profusion, looking forward to have a dawn of morning star, in the sky, that is the hope, it is on, that's your blessing forever, let my world is full of joy and happiness, Thank you for your kindness.
By Jane Oxley2 years ago in Fiction
Do you have dragonflies on your shoulders
In a very quiet and beautiful town, there was a pair of lovers who loved each other very much. Every day they went to the seaside to watch the sunrise and at night they went to the seaside to see the sunset. Everyone who saw them looked at them with admiration.
By Jane Oxley2 years ago in Fiction
Autumn afternoon, a little warm sunshine
Autumn afternoon, a little warm sunshine. The heating pipes are being installed downstairs, and the piercing sound of the machines rumbles, like a toothless clock numbly and tired of hitting the human soul, arousing a sense of irritability...
By Jane Oxley2 years ago in Fiction
Love is a duty
Love, is a kind of care, in my heart dream; Love is a kind of strength, so that I will not feel tired on the way forward; Love is a promise, in trouble unchanged commitment; Love is a duty, in any case unchanging mission, to love you as I love myself.
By Jane Oxley2 years ago in Fiction