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y7gm2081 · Posted: Thu 11:53, 19 May 2011 Post subject: everyone knows

Turn of the year, the friends were harvested in inventory over the past year, I wanted to bypass this topic, because this past year is my lean years, almost nothing. However, we wish to be blessed to go, my heart a bit Huang Huang, and outside the sound of firecrackers and one after another, really had a New Year's illusion. Mr. Lu said: the end of the lunar calendar, after all, most like the end. In fact, also quite like the new calendar at the end of the end: people become lazy and always want some thing of the past, the hopes and efforts into the coming year. Because I have nothing to show off the harvest, they can only enlarge the scope of settlement in order to find a little comfort from their own things, like Ah Q's mantra: I previously much wider than you,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! Another example is the mentality or the Ah Q: One day ... ... So I brought out from two decades of life to make a review and prospects - A Q Finally, there is a famous saying: Two years later, another man!
celebrity said that if people can live again Ninety percent of people can become a great man. That means only after about lived understand that life should be this way before ... ... But I think if I back ten years, my life path certainly still the case, although it can not be said that fate of the day, but life is a big event if there is not enough to impact, are not easily change direction. Honest,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], over the past decade, I almost did not make myself regret things,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], in addition to still not learned how to be excellent bully outside, and everything was online. Families to become stable, the economy out of recession, though not well-off, rice hull or some, anyway, all the body Bel bar, eating mother a fragrance, there is a political stability and unity - or I can not ah Palace southern tour ! Large group of friends, though different tactics to survive, they still occasionally linked, you better off than me I am happy to have drink together, never told me to adjust the marital conflict is the man the blessings of children ; successful career without Chengdu does not matter, do not let the money was on the line hard; If an scratch point of flesh so that the community of what to to with regret about it, and then continue to eat and sleep, eat most of them can someone please, every day whenever wake up. Some of this decade is stain, oral injuries a few individuals; have a child by my buddy to pull out from the heart, this guy is always pious, and put the power to play with the little hands of a small wooden club like acrobats of, and made my eyes are not enough, I change channels, but did not cut off justice robe, after all, at ten years, could not bear. His career as a parabola opening down the kind of work into the cause, but also by the support the family business into a career, fortunately, is increasingly determined professionalism, because of their age will not let me say that this tank jump that slot, afraid that they could not find my way home; but I have thought well, next life career change. Both to the men, and if there is romantic, ten years after 且待.
said there is a celebrity, to know the future fate, to see how today's decision - as if that is all me. The next ten years, I would like to continue this wandering life, for longer follow three or four interesting city. Bai people are so big, it is also everywhere,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I pitted years,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and then roots or Luocaoweikou. The book is to teach, teach to others did not dare say that I taught well so far, it is best to have their own schools, only seventy-two students recruited,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], all of them are No, I name, please the king, should be called Or to write something good, although some people may not see, but think about hundreds of thousands of years later it may become relics, can be considered a legacy left it to future generations. Do not write too much, writing five hundred years can always do it (If for these Well, if there be a day I will write only singing the praises of the article, so everyone says I'm good, have come to me to write biographies, it is not the epitaph I could write a eulogy written before to help people, as well as also written complaint - can not be Imagine it! How I felt like the taste of scholars come down? Unlike Confucius, but rather Kung. Oh, forgot to say, the secretary to do with, not need, is henpecked not happy, not happy what the wife and kids are all empty! If the unit is sorry to with a male secretary, and I do not lead such a good body of experts, you may need a higher level of anti anti-help books or a something.
about it, my contribution to society and the expectations of their own so much. Yes, the summary at the end of every swear, I also came to a few bar, not much, you do not bother - not afraid to fail, afraid to my surprise, there really is also false, everyone knows! Well, so be it! Previous: Mom Book Report Next: Something about mahjong

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The driver clambered into his seat, clicked his tongue, and we went downhill. The brake squeaked horribly from time to time. At the foot he eased off the noisy mechanism and said, turning half round on his box--
"We shall see some more of them by-and-by."
"More idiots? How many of them are there, then?" I asked.
"There's four of them--children of a farmer near Ploumar here. . . . The parents are dead now," he added, after a while. "The grandmother lives on the farm. In the daytime they knock about on this road, and they come home at dusk along with the cattle. . . . It's a good farm."
We saw the other two: a boy and a girl, as the driver said. They were dressed exactly alike, in shapeless garments with petticoat-like skirts. The imperfect thing that lived within them moved those beings to howl at us from the top of the bank, where they sprawled amongst the tough stalks of furze. Their cropped black heads stuck out from the bright yellow wall of countless small blossoms. The faces were purple with the strain of yelling; the voices sounded blank and cracked like a mechanical imitation of old people's voices; and suddenly ceased when we turned into a lane.
I saw them many times in my wandering about the country. They lived on that road, drifting along its length here and there, according to the inexplicable impulses of their monstrous darkness. They were an offence to the sunshine, a reproach to empty heaven, a blight on the concentrated and purposeful vigour of the wild landscape. In time the story of their parents shaped itself before me out of the listless answers to my questions, out of the indifferent words heard in wayside inns or on the very road those idiots haunted. Some of it was told by an emaciated and sceptical old fellow with a tremendous whip, while we trudged together over the sands by the side of a two-wheeled cart loaded with dripping seaweed. Then at other times other people confirmed and completed the story: till it stood at last before me, a tale formidable and simple, as they always are, those disclosures of obscure trials endured by ignorant hearts.