Unusual the last nothing in the afternoon, I eat lunch then cat slipped out, loose T-shirt, the bulk of the foam slippers, exude a lazy taste.
I'm not a love goes out to anyone, but if the weather is nice and I was happy to go out today, for example. The afternoon warm cool to 27 degrees, the summer wind flutter in the face, like the fetal hair, wisps of rub on the face side, can't say sweet soft.
The sun fine sprinkled on the window, the dark green pine spilled it secretly, the narrow pine needles in the soft light and almost transparent. Amber texture with jumping beam, in waxy soft wind uniform floating, like not hold time.
Sunlight from the south west oblique light gradually, more and more shallow, like a practical joke girl, barefoot, carrying a white skirt make one's way noiselessly to approach you, the pace more and more light, more and more light, lest you find. The eaves of the big sleep, idle, lifted to see to see her, and still sleep.
She was more act recklessly and care for nobody, jump out of the dense branches after suddenly, smile so bright, so silent on you with a warm, going deep into your heart.
The wind is soft and delicate, than the sun to shy, like an introverted boy. A thin sweater wearing clean, looming above with a touch of green tea fragrance. He walk silently in the corner of the street of the city street corner, leisurely manner, as if thinking of sth..
On the corner of a street be caught off guard, you hit him, his shy apologized, and then hurried away, Yijiao Pian, pulled a cool.
If you are willing to, can pick up on an avenue, away from the bustling downtown, the shuttle in the middle of a pile of old residential buildings. Both sides are lush camphor tree, under the shady trees, that not open green along the branches of a layer by layer permeability, more and more light, more and more bright. Tree Posuo, shaking in the neat rows of dark red brick, like baby bassinet, gentle rocking, even the trees under the shade of the elderly people have a deep sleep.
The house is quiet afternoon, everyone in the nap, you will suddenly find the chaos world of the original can also be so quiet, you could almost hear it in the wind was gasping for breath, chest rise and fall slightly, he finally removed the layers of security at that moment, Enron asleep.
He no longer cold, not cruel, that moment, he like you and me, so fragile, so devout, like an innocent child, sleep in the pure sunlight, accept her gentle baptism.
If you like, the world the original can also be so gentle. My friend, occasionally emptying yourself, in this confused fuss live in the world originally is a labor-intensive. Give yourself an afternoon time, wear your most comfortable shoes, a light, go for a walk in the sun, the breeze transfer bending.
In the quiet place gently close your eyes, you'll find out, originally at this moment, it is the sun warm, quiet days.