marlll on the moon

Stephen Cheng Jian with the original intention to write this book, I would like this also. They are entrusted with the collection and preservation of the historical culture of responsibility on the shoulders and carry forward the cultural heritage of the Eternal Flame responsibility to shoulder the history of literature into some of the best for the people have a better digestion of food for the spiritual and cultural Responsibility for their own shoulders to his home town at the foot of the land to add luster to the responsibility of shouldering the courage to inspire future generations into the ocean culture of courage to dare to create a tour of duty, to write such a big book, which is a Culture of the play, his good performance, congratulated his exploits, his thoughts and feelings can learn a lesson from its spirit.
In the whole manuscript, the author pick up a lot of the plain language of the countryside, people read very cordial, warm feeling, deep and rich. For example, a lesson to parents in their children, children playing, often said: "I will let you know that the town's iron pot is." "The town is the iron pot," This is a fact The countryside is a very common, but full of philosophy, and Nicholas, his Ostra not have said it so? Just not the same as saying that he was talking about "How to Make Steel." This simple language for the whole of literary manuscripts to add color, but also added to the rational light.
The printing is about the prose manuscript called "moon breeze." Su Shi's "Red Cliff ago," said: "Jufu between heaven and earth, each of the main objects, Gou Fei-wu of all, though Mo and take every cent. Jiang Wei on the breeze, with the mountains of the moon, but for the ears of a Sound, heading from the event's color, taken from no ban and always available. Is the Creator of Tibet is also endless. "Moon nice breeze, as taken from endless, always available, we will patiently wait, and so on The arrival of a bright bre-

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I do not know always mean weight of its own.
But the world can not lose small, small place can even put up half of the day, Why? This is my meditation did not always repeated, since the world is that they cast aside, then what is the raison d'etre. Later, I see, from a very small thing above.
That the small, it is still too much of the extremely frivolous. I have to because frankly, is the world's greatest works, not even the slightest of the second Pan, invincible. Is the only "Bible". Yes, the Bible is the Judas, a traitor of the most heinous, it is estimated that the villain of the origin of the originator. I call it, the fire of Nirvana. He, what qualifications do Taiai be? The meaning of existence is that if he did, God is not God, but has not gone through the flames Peacock, and even sparrows. This fire, or jump up on everyone, it was to become the third plate of roast chicken, and someone has to do Metamorphosis Phoenix. Have a love: the success of the rough on the road, the more you know how deep you want to arrive the end is how strong the desire. Do not heavy, bizarre twists and turns of the road, the demons of evil spirits Zhuahen before Oh great. When I can pay respect to the clouds from the perspective of the past carefree, I would like to, so that Judas the existence of God, whether it is a different understanding. Twelve followers at one of betrayal, deception, resentment. Up in series. Ballet jump finally, the air burning pain with pride and return to square one, applause from the shock. Judas is also a god, greatness, even if it can not accommodate.
Let us see how beautiful I Xuanshen that forgiveness.
Maggie Cheung in the movie awards ceremony, Xiao Yan: I would like to thank all those who do not support. How can so many of the world's mouth to defend himself, no need to argue until you prove all the action. This is a miracle, one half of the world, some people were down to survive.

All of a sudden, discovered that white light ray from the windows into the past, did not pull the curtain, and I went over. Out of the window, the sky, a full moon, between heaven and earth, dim, dim birds, who are willing to dim! If the temperature of the sun during the day's heating, which has played up the white on the night cold, cold lonely as I was! I will simply close the lights, make this immersion in the moonlight, I found his pale hands and fingers in the running alone, I think my face must have this as calm as moonlight and beautiful! Hang around trees in the moonlight, a breeze Chen, whirling the Opera, the branches as if to break free of the shackles of the root, in this cold, the ambiguous night dance to the beloved people of Duanchang a tear, but it has only Wiggler , A whimper. . . . . . Night falls in love with this person!

"You were always a rock on the road, is not trying to hit the day a handsome ah!" Friends ridicule me, "really do not Cuoa!" I answered him seriously, friends Huaihuai smile! In fact, he did not know, things are off the sound, but I am between heaven and earth, how happy, this is not most people have to state!

Some people do not want to bother, do not want to speak quietly just want to have this lonely night. In this night, the silence of the reading mood, beating the lonesome keyboard, vent a lonely soul, beautiful! Night falls in love with it, have their own loneliness!