Some Thoughts on Mid-Autumn Festival

Early in the mornings phone, mobile phone text messages have several dive, started my life today, these blessings SMS, Nothing is impossible to bring the warmth, drifted to mind, winding between heart. It seems that the upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival.
Heat deficiencies of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sun broke through the clouds wisp, Zhi Xie earth, slanting my windowsill. Not eat breakfast I wanted to write another point on the Mid-Autumn Festival text. The general state of mind in an instant my thoughts into a meet, a brace, an easy. Has more than sentimental meaning, I do not know, can go to or understood the poetry of a shallow sub-state, looking to the Mid-Autumn festival as a charm.
Nice to have friends, have long lost friends from afar, we can enjoy the thought of you a text message, lifted the man's reverie, or even produce the rather naive idea, can be achieved in fact is not important, because this reverie itself to were sweet. Mid-Autumn Festival, became the topic these days, but not suitable for years and I look forward, I keep this feeling, not some moon cake or a delicious home delicacies that this crude would like to have long and ephemeral. Food is often a sought my life, but able to get the text to write to praise. Rough adult only gradually realized, "gentleman seek Road, villain seeking food" in the Jin Liang, any food delicious, are only to eat, to maintain the source of life, it can not become worthy of the world worry about the feelings of the chapter. Not worthwhile spiritual tangle, do not have to do a great atmosphere.
Welcome in the hurried steps of life, how many long happy dream, again and again deeply carved in the years of growth rings on. How much fun, see more sad, autumn the number of lost dreams away, the full moon the number of warm memories of being awakened. Always make people can not help but go missing piece of the causeway, although one in the horizon, one in the Cape.
The vision, heart felt, time and space normal, normal thinking, can control the distance and time and space. Human life can and wisdom to the power of change you and me the distance between the heart, a text message, an e-mail, a phone call with the ends of the earth seems entirely different from the books written by what is written, one by one Acacia and concerned about the fable, the formation of the contemporary people feel nostalgic, owe respect, acquiescence, with Q, the blessing of a new epic.
Acacia ancient suffering, yearning music, is that time of communication are blocked, the heart of suspense, highlight the beauty of the ancients and the distance from the pain. Heaven, Earth, people, festival, so the ancients fully associative sentimental, leaving eternal Masterpiece a poem beautiful literary, and help us read then read again and again chemicals products, from generation to generation. Their tragic and grand ambitions, most of the festivals and sometimes to write and for gains and losses, and singing and singing, such as a "raise my eyes to the moon, bow their heads and think of home," Barbara reflects the heart of raw power, emotion of love. People, ah! After all, children of the Earth, after all, is the son of nature, after all, is the son of emotional ties, how not to earth, and between nature, seasons, holidays between the questions that arise between people and feel?
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