The End of Earth

  

A once visited place, a slice of old memory. A cool breeze blows gently, blow scattered confused mind, hear once visited place people fair, plan to be suffused with the skiff too, nothing but empty room is left to only intimidate the once visited place, leave the past event and waste time alone. Make a pot of tea, rest on in the tower alone, the sunshine blows against one's face, embrace the body of my tired look, can know once visited place people fair, pool rise will it be autumn such as rain night, sentence unoccupied language again, cut west window candle together. Meet in this life by chance and bear once, the indifference meeting that the sweet and smile at and bright cheek disappears, added the close friend that a person of true feelings was unbosomed from my mediocre life at that time again. Originally use " Waste time " The ones that to gloss over life " The philosophic theory " And distinct that is only helpless escape we became friends from then on. You say: " the stories of swan and frog are very beautiful " . I say: "Frog live, among one marsh pool, take some mosquito, fly just too every day originally. Can in one day, have enough as frog mosquito look up at the firmament think countless drops of stars those adore each other blinking again, bunches of meteors have rowed the Milk Way, hits one layer of ripples, but there is visual field that a leisurely pure white swan intrudes upon him. From then on, the frog got used to no matter always stare at that Milk Way out of reach in the daytime or at night. "




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Frog that why be so? Is not he afraid its companion laughs at him?

I say: "Whom frog think very simple, hope, make friend so that friend to laugh at him to be inmature all one's life with swan. "

"Do you want to make that swan, or that silly frog? "

"I stay, make corrida, the frog only wanted to do and mourned in silence once this life in life with wooden mouth, extravagantly hope too the swan can brush against I one day, and you? "

Your Jue's mouth is answered:

"I am certainly that swan! "

" whether swan want, become friend with frog too actually, face stars eyes showing the effects of drink together " . We smile at each other knowingly.

The dancing posture of the swan is always pleasant, so long as the place with her is one more nobly and refinedly. And the frog is always that the audience mourning in silence in that angle cheers for her friend.