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Fieldinge · Wysłany: Pią 15:43, 25 Mar 2011 Temat postu: Night, on no sleep

no sleep last night .

looking out the window of the month , my mind still in the dark of night, is lovesick , River of Sorrow ? Or for the fleeting and sad , how many spring and misery ?

I do not know, just feeling the night , quietly .

soaked lonely tea, pick up the hand that the Feeling Yunjuanyunshu blossom . No outfield listening Gu Hong , Cheung birds Beilin .

many people since ancient times [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the word Autumn , Autumn Melody does not know best . Especially the early autumn rain , smell , like Ock, beating the window frames , gently, calling bells . Some autumn rain , some cold , a feeling . Love of the autumn , for whom the pace at the moment to stay ? Chunhuaqiuyue when the living memories !

I can not control the text, but the text is always leaning on crutches [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I used to like the place for you to leave something.

Yes [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I can not read life. But I read that in life , know , that was cold, wet , would I change the almost desolate.

no rumors , no gossip , it seems the whole world to stay.

fireflies flying into the fire , what a sight. Candles tears , in fact, filling bleak .

cold tea , watching the turning of the leaves, do not understand Buddhism , but also realized the dash .

Tea and Zen, like enlightenment and light . You chew different , it will not familiar with . Because you do not know , innocent and naive , like the clouds , the air in the wind , as if gently , in fact light .