Cold And Empty House

When night came, I like through the window, or stepping on a threshold, see how the moon in the sky will be my empty house with silver gauze gently cover, slowly lift. I the gauze, parting, I think the empty house from the moon is very near, near seems to climb on the roof, with the roots of play dates bamboo pole can pull off the ChanGong of cassia twig. Heart think so, but like the moon's eyes staring at behind the moon, gazing at the back of the most distant, several that never countless stars. A star, two, three star...

Like drowned in such stares at and carefully, because the stars and several star I and my empty house, as do like silence, but can silence JianYao punctuality, can allow into each other. Although at that time, I enron to stay in that small empty house, not many worry and secret, but I do believe in, the stars eyes, will tell me many, many I guess could not guess things, including the present and the future, including my and stars. Looked tired, several tired, just on the door to the stars, the size of some grass seeds xu, when I wish on a star nine hundred and ninety-nineth made a little wish, I still believe that, the stars and I, and my empty house is always very heart.  louis vuitton fashion bags

Oh!!!!!Come to think of it, that is when the spring, my spring. For then I often see the swallow in my empty house under low before the deep-blue fly, sometimes will stop in those green willows of each other Zi sorting clothes. I often hear the voice of the flow stream, rippling, rippling...... I know it is not far away alone in the flow.  louis vuitton fashion purses

 I'm looking forward to those swallows can in my nest eaves, also looking forward to the stream can turn his turn came to my house,. I imagine the white clouds in its own led the swallow in a steam bath in joy, streams also no longer alone to tears...... Just think like this every day, and spring will run, the swallow still hasn't been in my eaves, also has not been nesting stream through my house. Then, against the empty house outside the white walls, meditate on such hope, although such hope never in, but I have not a little annoyed, most always cherished a little bit of pain, and turned around, he slammed into a wisp wind, the wind also without extra trouble it and carried away.