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Memories deposited
Memories deposited at the bottom of the hourglass are filled with inescapable breath. Past, like sand, swept away the coat of happiness. And now, I stand alone in the deep night, all the constellations in the sky, counting the few remaining sadness. At the moment, you seem to have become a memory. Perhaps, at the beginning of the choice of the day, the heart of the wound has collapsed... Separation... With the clarity of the confused eyes to see everything, found that everything in the world, was so weak... Whether it is family, love, or friendship... Remember the original separation of that night, dim street lights, who is pale face... .Since when did you learn to cover up? Learned to fake it? And since when did you have that sadness? From thick to light to thick... It is always who looks at the back of who left, and who gives the heart hurt repressed whose heart... Memory gradually blurred figure, but gradually clear in the bottom of my heart, the face of the drops, is the rain? Or tears? Once thought belonged to their own flowers, will never decline, but it has fallen; Thought to accompany the flying meteor, will never fall, but it has fallen... When it has become a deep pain, when everything comes down, suddenly found: originally in this world, there has never been eternal... Ear lingering or the sad music, the air is filled with the slightest trace of sadness... .. All that has been deep, no matter want to remember or want to forget, have no meaning, because those imprinted in the heart of joy and sorrow, can not be wiped out... There has never been a commitment, again the promise of the United States but also arrived at the erosion of time, with the loss of years. Everything is fading and pale... The pale face in the mirror, the obsession in my heart... I am smiling sadly waiting for the day when the memory disappears, the day when everything about you disappears... But in the end, I still use cold tears, uncovered their own this ridiculous lie... Walked to the street once walked, vaguely remember each other's smile, as if it is always smiling in the face, so bright.. Dazzling smile to hide the disgusting pale... .. Fleeting years, the past like the wind; View sad memory, the sunset magnificent. Cherish flower defeat, tired of tears tears flow. The ground was covered with cold dust, and the small, broken wind blew away in the distance
michael duncanPublished 11 months ago in CleatsThis is the unique charm
As the saying goes, sharing is a kind of magic thing, it can increase happiness, reduce sadness. This is the unique charm and power of sharing. Today, the sister next door gave me and my brother a big red apple. Apple is our favorite, we are happy to thank after they play. I took the apple back to my room and pulled a random book from the shelf to read. Was about to send this red apple to import, a striking title "Learn to share" appeared in front of me, somehow, this title deeply caught my eyes, prompted me to look down, I have to eat the big and red apple. "Today's children are running out of traditional virtues of sharing. When they have visitors, they always share toys, snacks, with each other... I look at this text and I am angry and ashamed, angry that it makes us ashamed; But more shame, because, what is written here, is the truth! "Sharing is a scale, how much you give to others, they will return to you. On the contrary, if you are a selfish person, then you will never get true happiness and you will never get bosom friends!" For this paragraph, I can not understand him, because I do not understand, but also do not believe that sharing will have such a big effect! "Little sister, little sister! Downstairs came the cries of the twin sister next door. "Coming, coming." I put a good book was about to go down, suddenly remember the hands still covering the big and red apple, like a sleeping baby that red face, really cute. I consciously put the apple on the table, as if I didn't want them to notice that I had a big, red apple. Suddenly thought of just see that let me be ashamed of words, a bite of teeth, took the apple down. As soon as I got out of the stairs, I heard my twin sister say, "Wow, what a nice big apple my sister has!"
kristen reevesPublished 11 months ago in CleatsYour humor
After the rain of the sky, as if to be carefully wiped off the general, surprising blue. Like the plump wings of a great bird, all white feathers of the clouds. Then I saw in that thrilling beauty a brilliant rainbow. A rainbow stretched across the whole sky, from one end of the earth to the other, and frozen all the soft colors of the world in the sky. Rainbow, full of life rainbow! Not only me, there are roadside cleaners, and sewage treatment uncles and aunts, are stopping to look at, with the most affectionate eyes back, the rainbow that is the most sincere. The most lovely smile in the world, the most missed smile..... Do not know when, the haze with its huge and horrible hand took away the blue sky, white clouds of bright, children's laughter, and the birds in the field of flowers, gurgling water...... How much I miss it! Once near the happy time under the blue sky and white clouds. But instead of crystal clear water, colorful garbage bags rolled freely, as if they were screaming at me. Unyielding I bent down again and again, with young hands to pick up pieces of dirty garbage. Although I know it is just a drop in the bucket, but when the hard sweat falls, I still use the most sincere faith to reply to the mountains into the sea of garbage: "Look. ! This is my courage "when picking up the garbage hand from two to four, from eight to one hundred, from one hundred to one thousand, I know that the faith of environmental protection in a little cohesion. It wants to drive away all obstructions, strive to irresistiblytoward the color of happiness. It is invincible and invincible. I'll know when it goes from a thousand piles to a hundred, from a hundred piles to a few. Yeah, that's right! Not only the gorgeous rainbow is fascinating, and the filaments continuously condensed faith, and that will never make people forget the smile!
Rinisha CarterPublished 11 months ago in CleatsDon't lose heart
After the summer vacation this year, I will be the graduates of Grade Three. On the one hand, I am happy to be promoted to a higher grade. On the other hand, I feel uneasy about the entrance examination. However, in order to improve myself in all aspects, I began to learn to reflect. In order to open after the simulation test, I began to reflect on their first, second grade reading way, and set a reading plan, so that their results more bright. Suddenly, I found that I have a fatal flaw, is too timid. For example, if I have a question, I don't dare to ask teachers or classmates, I don't know whether it is because I am afraid to trouble others, or I am afraid that I don't understand. So for a long time, the problems accumulated over time, and finally did not understand the topic to the use of exam scores to prove my cowardice is wrong. Therefore, I decided to change their cowardly and timid character after the school, I think, today to ask others, better than others tomorrow, what is bad? If you ask, you have a chance. In my opinion, to face the problem bravely is to be responsible for their own life performance! I firmly believe that the most important thing to learn in school is interpersonal relationship. I believe that interpersonal relationship will be a required credit in any stage of life in the future. Good interpersonal relationship is conducive to positive progress. Good relationships create intimacy and become a source of strength. I think good friends are like stars. You may not see them every day, but you know they will always be there. Therefore, I expect myself to have breakthrough progress in the new semester, both in study and friendship, and hope that I can be born again every day, I believe that every day is the beginning of my new life.
lacara westPublished 11 months ago in CleatsThe crown
The crown of success is woven with sweat, thorns and weeds. It is hard to weave it, but even harder to carry it; In other words, it's hard to be a never-ending striver. It's even harder to be a true winner. I don't know if you have heard of such a story no, the name of the story is called "Successful destination", in which the teacher said something that let me remember "but this is not the final success, because there is no final destination in the world. Yes, success is only temporary, but think about how successful people make it? In my opinion, having an ideal is the foundation of his (her) success. Roman. Roland once said, "A man without ambition is like a kite that has broken its string. He will only waver in the sky and lose his future." People live for the ideal, life is the support of the ideal, just so rich and colorful. But want to succeed, ideal and faith is often not enough, the most important thing is the unremitting efforts, as a philosophist said: "with a great ideal, shop with firm confidence, with efforts to fight, there are amazing achievements." Yes, just as the philosopher said, but unremitting efforts are still not enough, because those who succeed have experienced numerous failures, how does he succeed? That is strong faith. Is networking to identify and translate... "Failure is the mother of success." Numerous failures test whether you have firm faith. I wonder if you have heard such a story: Before there are two people, the same dream, the first person for the dream to struggle to accept the first setback, and when he faced the second failure when he "fell", he gave up the dream, the second person for their own ideal has been struggling hard, he experienced numerous setbacks and failures, finally became a winner. This is a process of losers and winners. Some people say that failure and success are two brothers, in fact, failure on the road to success sometimes just a small stumbling block, but in the road of life can not be without this little stumbling block, people must experience failure to succeed, after all, failure is the mother of success.
MARTIN BATESPublished 11 months ago in CleatsElevate Your Visual Storytelling in Washington, DC
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Daniel JohnPublished 11 months ago in CleatsMaximizing Your Investment
Hilton head investment properties is a popular vacation destination located in South Carolina, USA. It is known for its beautiful beaches, golf courses, and natural scenery. If you are considering investing in a property in Hilton Head Island, there are several factors to consider to ensure you maximize your investment. Here are some tips to help you explore the best properties for sale in Hilton Head Island:
Daniel JohnPublished 11 months ago in CleatsThe Remarkable Achievements of MS Dhoni
Mahendra Singh Dhoni, affectionately known as MS Dhoni or Captain Cool, is a name etched in the annals of Indian cricket history. With his unconventional style and exceptional leadership skills, Dhoni redefined the role of a captain and left an indelible mark on the sport. Throughout his illustrious career, he achieved numerous milestones, captaining the Indian cricket team to unprecedented success across formats. This article delves into the incredible achievements of MS Dhoni and explores the legacy he has created.
Shamily ElangovanPublished 11 months ago in CleatsMystery Doors
This is a blog post about doors that have been sealed for a long time and the mysteries they hide. The tone is professional and the length is long. The first door is the Taj Mahal in India, which has many locked rooms and basements that nobody knows what's inside.
Samuel GrantPublished 11 months ago in CleatsStroll by the West Lake
The willow catkins on the broken bridge, the drizzle among the wutong leaves, the boats on the lake, the branches across, the most memorable should belong to the West Lake.
Belinda McKinneyPublished 11 months ago in Cleatstaste
This holiday, I went to my uncle's house in the countryside. Suddenly I heard the crisp crow of a chicken, which caught my attention. It turned out to be a hen at my uncle's house with five newborn chickens fooling around in the yard, but I didn't think it was funny. One evening, I took a freshly steamed corn on the cob into the yard to eat, and saw them loitered in the yard again. From time to time the hen pulled the grass on the ground with her PAWS. It was not easy for her to find a small green worm, "rho... So..." She kept calling for the children to share. One of them is a little yellow chicken very clever, it quickly ran over, bite the worm and run. Four other gray chicks seemed to be irritated and jumped up. They ran after each other. It was so intense. The little yellow chicken seems to think: "Hide somewhere to enjoy!" Unfortunately, a gray chicken catches up, and the little yellow chicken's mouth is nearly taken away. The other three gray chickens, not to be outdone, vowed to take the meal away from them, and they gathered around to discuss something chirp. Little yellow chicken, a jump to hide in a pile of grass with relish to eat up. After a while, he ate it all and walked out triumphantly. The three grey chickens looked at him and seemed to ask, "Where is the good meal?" He said with a straight face, "Strange, wasn't it taken away by one of you?" The three chicks seemed very angry, looked at the other one, and began to quarrel indiscriminately. Little Yellow Chicken took the chance to slip away. All this was in my eyes, I crouched next to laugh. The little yellow chicken ran to my side and patted its wings and looked at me. I looked at it carefully: a light yellow fluffy round like a small pompon, bright eyes reveal a clear air, too cute. Looking at its triumphant appearance, I could not help but say: "You are really a clever ghost!"
tammy greenPublished 11 months ago in CleatsA glass of milk and a piece of bread
Deceiving eyes In a small village, the sun is particularly bright, the window of the cabin through a light, iron egg looked to the beam of light, suddenly, he saw a familiar figure coming to his cabin.
erick whitePublished 11 months ago in Cleats