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Of error is so beautiful: Dawn Ku

Error is so beautiful
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The road in life, there will know how to fight, will have, will add a new fun. You, perhaps, is the raw road irreversible error. , And a simple similar to, and this must be a mistake. Who do not actually think this simple mistake is so beautiful ... ...
A: The first Meet
That is the same as our first. June, I too have been swallowed up, leaving the sky to the left side of her.
She is like the blue, a touch of her brilliant smile will open. First of all, into my eyes is her dress. Elegant blue, decorated her a poetic girl. Take the initiative to reach out and say hello to me blue. Gave a simple and peaceful, and generous enough to show her and vitality. Some of what I'd be bound, Fortunately,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I held out a pair of strong big hands, tightly holding her hand to, good for a long time to forget ... ...
If the hand is a soft blue, is the kind of girl that has the flexibility of the soft; her voice is sweet, with sweet words between the kind of woman; her eyes are talking, her language is more than retention rate.
Holding her hand, the kind of delicate feeling a passion in me a moment. We stood awkwardly to each other to maintain the sinking. Her words broke the stalemate in the scene, the rich sound of the magnetic to attract me, so I could not help looking at her past, her big eyes and my eyes are met. Discharge like her eyes, let my soul shivering ... ...
Motionless, her eyes looked at me. Looked at, looked at, I really thought himself unable to control. If, here, just us two of the world, I really want sprang ... ...
B: false starts
Mind such a thought, not wrong, all had to know.
Moment, I sense thunderous silence breaks the cafe, all seem to have heard the same, look to us together in twos and threes.
It is Sunday afternoon, the coffee shop filled with noodles. If there are only two, say so, I will be proud of my courage. And now, but why cast the eyes of many strange. Look at her, her eyes seemed to become thickened, there is a sense of foreboding to tell, the first meeting between us will soon be over.
I was not in a hurry? Concern such as Portland would not hesitate to leave. If she was gone, these days I am to date effort, good poetry is not ready to go down the drain it? Be sure to spit fast. Mind such a thought, in the tone of gentle rain on the intention of reading it: thoughts in the summer / Are you the minute hand tip / loop. In Yan's corner / circle round my slim. Miss in the summer / love at six o'clock / Love at six o'clock / awake / in the red rose bud / will be open during the summer. Miss in the summer / autumn in your corner to where / I turned into a flute / by your kiss / melodious ... ...
Read poetry, I saw her face calm a lot. I know, I write poetry, read poetry, it is easy into the entry. In the realm of poetry, I do not exaggerate the language of the foot can be described as a Not difficult to know from her table, she was a girl who likes poetry. I am sure this time, if not, it can take the opportunity to embrace her.
When I think that the distance between us one step closer, but do not know, this is the wrong start.
C: such as Portland, poetic encounter
Such as Portland only a simple sentence, wake me up writing poetry. Perhaps this is the charm of it! Often think of her, I began to read from the written her poems. Case throughout the poem, she seems to light Oh my words carefully, and my poetic light, I always turned into a tone of high spirits, and her God.
I like it, such as blue,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and I like the poem.
Case first came to her, she xxiii, is a good poetry librarian. Between us there is no direct contact is mostly a sense of poetry to pass. Text from the middle of her handsome, I know surface lively and cheerful, such as blue, the heart is lonely. The poem as evidence: the clouds drift to one / two matched the lonely hearts the world / drift to a cloud / welcome the arrival day / drift to a cloud / cheers for the phase / phase as long as the heart / Please do not wait for the party. Drift to a cloud / with a relative text / enter / fantasy world.
And I, a light enough to illuminate my world. In my world,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], my poetry, blue is my theme, is the only subject matter. In the realm of poetry, I flying the green energy. However, I do not know, flying in the blue between the lines in a number of casual, loss.
Three years, seemed to carry the moment. Finally, I got a three-year-old stage, to see themselves. I'm like a fish, by the time the tail lost in the poetry of the wilderness. And if blue is just a swallow of my life, she has her days searching. When she left from my days, I knew, I was wrong, terribly wrong, wrong alarm.
D poetry, the way you learn to meet the raw days
I am in the realm of poetry is poetry in the raw stage I am a teacher, a sense of full and complete.
I am not locked, no longer blindly write poetry. Gradually learn to use my creativity to write poetry, I was fighting with the spirit of the situation to create their own poems. Of course, this is because, as blue, her poetry from the realm of my escape, I discovered how to write poetry blindly wrong.
As the saying goes good too: Poet friends such as Portland has left the poetry of my child, married a hurry. She said stay away, and I write poetry in her child out of the future, I no longer think of writing poetry. Slowly realized that she was not my best.
So, I learned a bold pursuit. And poetry, as put out with no faith in life and life does not look real in my life such as Portland. I learned to dress themselves, often the same sentence as refining the mirror, find yourself in the essence of life.
So I learned to create the environment. And poetry, like the other half to find and create their own poems again and again throughout the event. I learned to do a particular outcome is always to create finish.
So, that day, I learned to write poetry in his own way, too poetic life.
E such as Portland. Such as blue. Beautiful poems scattered
Such as Portland. Let me gently call you. You miss the beauty of my life.
Such as blue. Such as the blue last poem for my life, it is a beautiful poem I put poetry later step.
Such as blue. Her blue butterfly, we meet in the day afternoon. Long and if she really like blue, just like a sister and sister. She may already know me, my poetry from her hand to Tuixiang Chu, she likes poetry.
Such as blue. Close to her, this is just a beautiful beginning. This time, and blue, such as memories has beautiful poems.
Now, almost every time, such as blue, has a beautiful and practical of the Psalms. But I still recall that simple and beautiful and blue errors.
In the long river of time, that simple error, after years of deliberation, it was as a glass of wine aroma, beauty and heart of love,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], pure and full of poetic one child.
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