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No worries

abbaci | 25 January, 2010 21:27

No worries
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So far, I have been seeing the torch relay making its way into all countries and regions, delivering smiles and Olympic spiritviolin. However, what touches me most is the might behind that unite all Chinese at home and abroad. I never really thought Chinese could be so united. If my memory serves, Chinese constantly complain about the flip side of our countrystorage tank. We were very negative at the way the party rules and performs. As economy booms, our attention begin to transfix on more freedom of speech, democracy, etc. but in terms of the like of democracy, our country is not doing so well to meet the demands. And there are lots of other problems arising from all aspect of lifeInjection molding. To my surprise and joy, all complaints were set aside and Chinese are very united to protect the torch, defend our dignity, and ensure a successful Beijing Olympics! I feel very proud, more than ever, to be Chinese! With such unity in concert, i would not even doubt China will restore its past glory and splendor soon.

You make me so much stronger

abbaci | 25 January, 2010 21:23

You make me so much stronger
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A Goodbye Kiss

abbaci | 25 January, 2010 21:20

A Goodbye Kiss
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Getting intense

abbaci | 25 January, 2010 21:17

Getting intense
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I am back

abbaci | 25 January, 2010 21:14

I am back
I haven’t updated my blog for a long timePigment red, but I felt extremely happy and calm when I saw today that there were so many supporters to read my diary, my life. Thank you!
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Learning of Value

abbaci | 25 January, 2010 21:11

Learning of Value
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秋天的童话

abbaci | 25 January, 2010 21:08

秋天的童话
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    昔日的田间地头一眼望不到边的黄灿灿的稻谷,如今已是一马平川,满眼的秋意诉说着收获的季节已过,母亲领着兄弟几个在菜地里浇水,调皮的哥哥冷不防把一瓢水泼向弟弟整形医院,母亲的漫骂声,孩子的哭喊声汇成一片.......
    秋风四起塑胶跑道,落叶纷飞,枝头上几片枯叶仿佛难舍般落在一根枝干又跳落另一枝干.最后极不情愿地告别了枝头,遗落了一地,等待着轮回来年化着春泥更护土.
   通往村外的那座木桥依然默默站立于河床中间变频器,依稀可以看见涨水时遗留下的痕迹.木桥承载了几代人的梦想,为外出奔波的人们,为上学归去的孩童铺就,延伸了长长的路.如今看似有些老旧,跟新近加修的木头形成鲜明的对比.却依旧守侯在此变频器,犹如河神一样,日复一日,年复一年守护着村民们.
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    村头大樟树下围着一群老人观望棋局,光着脚板一瘪一鼓抽着那呛人的旱烟.一张张黑黝黝布满皱纹的老脸,一下紧皱眉头,一下开怀大笑.仿佛诉说着岁月的流逝液压油缸,历史的变迁,还有那久久不能平息的忧愁....
    天色渐渐暗了下来,屋子里亮起了忽明忽暗的煤油灯,空中那似眉毛的弯月不太明朗,几处依稀可见的星光点缀了黑暗无边的夜空.远山、近树二手车交易、丛林、土丘,全都朦朦胧胧,像是罩上了头纱.女人扯破嗓子叫唤着自家男人和孩子归家吃饭的声音伴着狗吠声此起彼伏,不绝于耳.

冷而热的爱

abbaci | 25 January, 2010 21:06

冷而热的爱
  海南的天空不会飘起白色的雪花刮泥机,所以也没有什么所谓的浪漫吧!有时候觉得自己似乎是个太过于自主的女孩,又或者是太霸道的女孩,更或者自己是一个浪漫的女孩吧。出生在岛上的我,虽然没有见过雪花,但是我有象喜欢雪花一样喜欢的东西——大海特价机票。因为蓝色的海洋是如此的深邃,以至于生活在海岛上的人,都会有那一份最美丽的期待。
    伤心的时候可以在海边发狂的吼叫,因为海洋会用它宽阔的肩膀包容所有的一切。高兴的时候也可以对着它大声喊话,它会给与你热烈的掌声和浪花制作而成的纯白鲜花宫颈糜烂。那是它给你的鼓励。海洋的心如此大,我想人的心一定也可以更大吧!
    冷空气笼罩着我们这一座并非热闹的小镇,没有汹涌澎湃的大海,只有小河流水的清净。原本以为自己可以不再讨厌寒冷,但现在我知道了,不再讨厌是需要条件的人造草坪,而在没有具备这一条件之前,只能让心跟着受冻。
    面对大海校园一卡通系统,我有一份最美丽的期待在心中,我希望能接受海洋的考验。但同时我希望大海可以带走我的霸道与自私。我希望自己可以拥有和大海一样的怀抱,宽容、理解、体谅……也许倾听是最佳的选择。大海夜夜都在奔腾。也许忙碌的人们在无数次的插肩而过以后都没有意识到它的存在等离子喷涂,但是当有一天人们开始在它身边驻足的时候,我相信它就可以在人们的心中建起一个小房子,人们将不再忽略它,它甚至成了人们的眷恋,这或许就是坚持吧。大海夜夜都在奔腾,那是它的满足的笑声,因为它的坚持是值得的。
    自己也该坚持吧无痛人流,就像那一片美丽的海洋一样。多一份的宽容和理解以及体谅,少诉说多倾听相信自己也会有和大海一样的收获。
    夜还是那么的寒冷整形,可是此时此刻自己的心已经不再冰封,有种暖暖的感觉,点滴的咸涩海水中也会有那一点的甜。想念,因为至少有可以牵挂的牵挂;幸福,因为至少心里有着被爱的温暖;开心,因为至少有可以大胆去爱的爱。小河给我唱的是序曲齿轮泵,大海给我唱的是主旋律。有了爱,无论再冷的夜,心也会是暖暖的。有了爱,在凛冽的寒风,心也绝不会动摇。这一切只是因为爱。

少年

abbaci | 25 January, 2010 21:03

少年
    时光荏苒熔断器,那年那少年早已不复返。曾经纯真的年代,他不知道珍惜,但他知道人生中最重要的其实并不是爱情。他知道除了再爱情以外还有更值得去追求的东西,但他不知道自己该如何去追求自己想要的东西。他很懵懂,很自以为是的认为只要自己长大了,没有什么事做不到EPS应急电源。只是这些自认为伟大的想法在别人眼里却显的那么的幼稚,不真实。他也曾暗暗发誓,当自己长大后,一定不让别人看不起自己,不让别人看不起乡下人,不让别人瞧不起农民!所以,他很好强,但有时候却用错了方法。
    小时候南京一卡通,他被人欺负,但倔强的他只知道自己变的强大了,就不会有人再欺负他了。所以,他学会了打架。在小学的时候,他被隔壁班的两个同学嘲笑,然后很自然的就动起了手脚。他们在校内的滑梯下的沙地里,那少年被隔壁班的两个男生压在身下,满脸是沙。但他很倔强螺杆泵,并没有这样退却。虽然他哭了,但最后隔壁班的两个男孩还是被他打跑了。虽然那少年身体较瘦,但却凭着一股倔气,打跑了那两个以多欺少的男孩,当然,自己也落了个鼻青脸肿美容网。从那以后他就经常的在校内斗殴,因为自己村子和邻村的几个男孩都和自己玩的比较好,所以有一种人多势众的感觉。那少年就在这时候完成了自己人生的第一个“转折点”。
    又是一个夏天过去了运动鞋,转眼那少年已经早早的步入了自己人生的第二初期。在初中里,他的生活过的很压抑,很惆怅。但幸运的是,那少年懂得怎么释放自己的压抑情绪。他想学打篮球,所以就跟那些会打篮球的男生混在了一起。因为经常在电视上看到NBA里的那些人在球场上打球的样子很帅储罐,所以也常常幻想自己哪天也能像他们一样,在球场上和队友一起浴血奋战。他很庆幸,庆幸自己能打篮球,能交到这么多的球友,当然,那少年公私分明,他不会把朋友和球友连在一起办公家具,因为朋友的性质是不一样的。或许两者之间最接近的莫过于快乐了。
  一叶知秋,不免感叹,时间快的真快,转眼又是一个岁末。但我们早已各奔东西,为自己的理想,为自己的事业,为自己的前程一路奔波。我们都在这繁忙的城市里加快步伐齿轮减速机,生怕一个不小心,就追悔莫及。只是到头来那个少年依旧宛如昨日,虚掩的心,给人一种若即若离的错觉。
    又是一年真空机组,那少年,那段往事,那只属于他的封存已久的回忆,就像潘多拉的盒子一样,让人疑惑不解。

初雪

abbaci | 25 January, 2010 20:56

初雪
    一个灰白的早晨模特衣架,北京落了雪。
    我被哆哆从梦里摇醒,仿佛,是在依稀的梦里,看到斜飘的雪花从窗口飞离。这一天杭州装饰公司,2010年1月2日。我们一脸欣喜和惊异地,站在新年的开端。
    我问哆哆牛皮癣,如果昨晚我们再多说一会话,是不是就可以第一个发现了雪?他说,会的,只是后来我们都累了。我于是回想,3个人坐在楼道里时的情景,午夜已过,只有安全出口的灯,还固执地亮着。哆哆和大雄,相拥而泣,我拉着他们的手,没有言语。许多无可名状的事情,在这无底的深夜制冷设备,一并喷薄,盛放。我们不知道,在这几小时之后,雪会静默地积在我们的屋顶,不知道,是一些什么,把各自的故事,悲伤或遗憾的所有,稀释融化,成了咸涩的眼泪。
    我说,有些人打包带,拥抱时很远,有些人,思念时很近。
    靠在大雄的身边。这个坚强得近乎倔犟了的男孩子,正热切而痛苦地爱着。而此刻,他正拿着一罐雪花,借酒消愁。他说,如果,她会是幸福的烘箱,那么他付出的情感便没有白费,他便可以如她所愿地放弃。我听了心碎。闭了眼睛,有一个世界,向我靠拢,又向我告别。那些爱情,那些年少的决意体育设施,我们如何明白?又如何无所保留地投入?哪怕粉身碎骨。我想,这一切是困难的,却又是无比美丽的。
    本来南京门禁,我们可以一直坐到天明的,可以遇见,第一朵雪花。如哆哆说的,只是后来我们都累了。太多事,不是我们不想,而是无能为力。
    于是雪在我们的梦境里落下电脑包,落下,等着你醒来,好在你睡意朦胧里,造一个世界的玉洁冰清。雪花,你是善良的。穿着睡衣站在窗台边的我,惊叹得喊出了声音。我突然明白,有时候我们需要晴空,有时候我们需要冰凉我会很勇敢隆鼻,从薄薄的雪地上走过的时候,我这么决定。而那些雪,是昨夜的泪吧。这一年就这样开始了,来不及准备。

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abbaci | 25 January, 2010 20:50

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