2011年1月4日星期二

Back to back heating

Back to back heating

Executive glass of wine, guarding the old broken-year-old in the residual time, owned a ukulele, any light shed snow soft shadow. Lan Shan drunk the night, lonely and frivolous, light snow itself a dream, who chant; life if the dream, isolated from wandering, Xuemei did not embrace, hate only fresh westerly wind.
Concentration of deep winter, the night a candlelight ink micro-light, swaying, the smell of ice Cui Xiang, Lin Chuang lazy Italian, black mark on the poetry tired, carrying a bit of elegant, with a dash of Resentment over.
Sigh, time gap Baiju shuttle as too old and over to do, Looking back look, wood pulp Yuandu, smoke deep boat stand. Bana open, wading barefoot piano to hold the water film shaking, no boat no pulp, magic water on the central stand. Who in the depths of Qinghuan dream? Thin yarn, soft as clouds.
You said; right?
I have not the first language tears flow.
Meditation, the warm temperature of the palm over the forehead, delicate moving inch by inch, the whole teeth gentle heart is thy joined in the palm, the most pity glass heart, staring at the lamp, compared with two-tire look, there is the cloud of pity and pain through However, the Red broken video was cut, Fallen flowers blossoming.
Ying hold a cup of tea warm, thin materials, cups Film Magic, see you thin pour, stir, and then filled, remove that packet of jelly and put on full of thoughtful, deep melting fragrance, a cup of fragrant tea fluttering in the cold winter night to force the bone and warm the ice into the heart of a hardship.
You said; the winter cold are integrated into all of the tea, not cold in winter, and you are muggy Hong fluttering of my soul. Midnight surplus with both hands in my palm grip you, read your gentle and fragrant, elegant and delicate. Thus, when the west window on the cage, into the peach Shining Yan Yan's your word, a window of mind at your fingertips and fell under the magic emanation magic emanation, waved in the wind.
You are never clear, midnight writing, down to the ground in the heart of incense into the War, guarding the heart silent more than a little micro-Spring, as we warm back to back, a little cool, much less in the long muggy days that Wataru strand past.
Mind a piece of paper, different Melancholy, remember that shade-Tau oath juniors. Acacia heart except you and me, who can understand the worry tempting midnight and pain?
Thus, in every night of insomnia was removed, the hold of the shoulders, by the window on a ray of light worry tap the window, white Su Jian, the glow boring long sigh. Xu falling snow outside the window, Prunus point red, feelings gently singing daughter, string action falling Italy, Red thick, longitudinal tear Qingchou my veil, cut open ice of winter, so that all our stories are Nianman laughing eye and a flower open, Lingling midnight, but also magic emanation out of the water intended Xueying as PCCW.
Old age with a curtain hanging branches prime shadow burnout, long boring season Qingchou night away, but, over the Jinxi, but also a new year, however, a heavy melancholy heart of the Nama, has been reluctant to steps taken, immersed in the darkness, watching the flow a little bit of time away, you say; behind the dormant winter spring, as long as we are now happy! If you are happy, my happiness, we can not afford to shoulder the double thin long years, arrived, but the fate of Unfortunate life more difficult. Although we only hug back to back, a little warm enough, the shoulder is very weak, just stop when you are tired to give you the fulcrum to be sufficient.

My Yixing Yuan

My Yixing Yuan

One Friday night, Reiko, as usual, on time and work.
Phone bell rang, the original is at the users have just met - flattening.
Level of the usual first one to say hello, and then they said, "Reiko, I am now off all across Long Food City, are free, the evening meal it!"
Reiko very happy, politely refused.
Reiko But never alone with a stranger for dinner too!
Reiko said, "I'm sorry, not tonight, I have plans to go visit my sister her family do?"
Reiko did not in fact what arrangements, time to place the company's other cars, waiting to go home.
The car on time, Reiko as usual, seat in front, playing mobile phone.
QQ chat on the phone is also very convenient, flat of the head has been lit.
So, send a message to him, say something to let him go back and carefully at the words car, Reiko will stealth out.

Level of, for Reiko, is from the network to real friends.
Level of the first impression in Reiko, very plain. Dull to read his QQ space to know what profession he is the kind of dedication and faith to work is beyond words to.
However, the boring, Reiko will be asked, "Would you be peace angel?"
Level of certainly can not afford, silence, and then it made a lovely smiley face.
Reiko the year, is the boss a lot, have been married and have a four year old baby. Kinda likes to tease people, especially strangers. Because did not meet, even if they can meet, is nowhere in sight, so she likes to belittle themselves, leaving a bad impression to others, so much the better.
Just behind some camouflage, still revealing her sincerity. Level of the line, he would say hello to her, she was as busy with housework, often very little back to the news.
Since that conversation in good faith a flat edge of the one log, Reiko baby are catching up with the flu, is worry about it. Suddenly see the level of an article entitled "Treatment of a cold small recipe," Reiko see, with the turn to their own space. This is a subtle footprint, was flat, after the discovery, Reiko asked: "how, you sick?"
Reiko only deliberately said, "where are you, I, in good health Oh, if available when used."
Since then, the level of work the company was the Reiko and speak if given the opportunity, we will definitely come to see her, please compliment to the class.
Reiko self as a gust of wind did not care.

Country basket

Country basket

Basket, also known as the cage back, back head, the rural people in life, the daily production of essential equipment. It is no exaggeration to say that country is a basket of the world, the world is out of his backpack back.
"I would rather eat no meat, can not live without bamboo." Country people forged a bond with the bamboo. In the countryside, each household should be planted in the house a few bottle bamboo edge, in addition to beautifying the environment and the living room, there is a purpose, that is to weave a lot of life, production equipment, backpack is one of them.
Some people will weave their own, and some people he would not weave, so he asked people to knit, which will weave the people in the country called "Miejiang", belonging to rural artisans. Thus, in the slack when the country folk from local materials, bamboo cages in the housing side of the nest a few cut bamboo, and then use the back of thick bamboo knife blade broke into a sharp bamboo bar, on the houses on stilts on the dry. Section was divided into two kinds of bamboo, a bamboo bar is blue, a yellow bamboo bar. So choose a good weather to move from under the bamboo houses on stilts on the article, courtyards, began knitting basket. The soft arms of bamboo articles in Miejiang jumping around like a small dragon roads; that the soft arms of bamboo articles in Miejiang to dance, like a stud thread. Effort of several pipe, basket to weave into; and then brush again tung oil, brush it on the board, with the smoke for some time.
Rural basket, weaving, name, style, function, use different; what the occasion, what kind of person that what kind of basket carried back there is a certain stress.
In the country, the most commonly used wood basket. Wood basket, by definition, is designed for heavy farm work is done and when firewood use, in the countryside, the mountains cutting wood fire, pulled pork grass, Shimoda back of rice used. This basket, bamboo bar rough and thick, big belly, and can withstand blows, used three to five years is not a problem. People in rural areas, where there are members of the labor force is necessary each one. Every harvest season, a back country people carrying rice back, walking in the sunset bathed the mountain is a beautiful landscape. There is another though not common, but essential basket, which is rolling backpack. Rolling backpack waist, large caliber, and trumpets, bottom round, high over his head, like the inverted gourd, back much more to pack when the valley harvest, soybean, peanut, sweet potato and so on.
Confrontation and fair, visiting friends and relatives called the small basket with the basket, also known as dense basket. When this basket weaving, bamboo bar broken very fine, very smooth, scraping, after the strips woven into between articles very dense, solid and strong, beautiful, wavy horizontal-like patterns, and unique designs, exquisite patterns, just is an arts and crafts. As men and women can use, so this basket is the highest utilization rate. During the fair, country folk come together, go hand in hand go on the road and the field became the basket of the world, is the country more time to carrying local products, have time to recite back candy, clothing and headgear. When to go pro, carrying a small backpack, which although pretend to be a wine and meat, candy, in fact, would hold a celebration of the sweet; If you are unmarried men, the future wife's mother festivals go home leg of pork wrapped in red paper to use, and basket mouth out.
There is also a basket rural children, also known as "Mother basket", the name suggests is a gift basket her mother, a thumb-sized bamboo roots may run out of the cut, was four Zhaqi, specifically women, children use the back. Peasant woman sitting months later, her family come to see the chicken rice, children backpack is essential. Zuying that the first "small basket", sung is this basket. The growth of cylindrical basket, a small waist and big mouth, dedicated to back the child. Rustic basket back childhood is a big mother, the mother carrying a basket sunrise and sunset break; carrying delicate childhood, carrying the mother's sympathy and affection.