The mythological phoenix has a pair of beautiful wings, with which they can fly freely and freely in the sky; children who are learning to speak have a pair of wings of imagination, and they have not yet entered the society, they fantasize about the life around them;
Angels have a pair of white feathered wings, and they symbolize tranquility, peace and warmth.
I long for a pair of wings, a pair of wings like birds can fly; I long for a pair of wings, a pair of wings like childhood fantasies; I long for a pair of wings, a pair of wings like angels as beautiful as ......
Birds wings are often interrupted by the hunter's shotgun; the wings of childhood imaginative gradually shriveled in the reality of life; only the wings of angels are safely inserted in their bodies, but they live in a very distant heaven.
The wings of their dreams are replaced by the simple teachings of their parents and teachers: the only way to reach their dreams is to take the high school and college entrance exams. The wings have to be replaced by four legs like a turtle, crawling on the ground step by step.
Who can tell me where my wings are?
The midterm, like an invisible thread, is holding me. It is like a kite that can never get rid of the line. After the midterm, you are faced with the college entrance examination; after the college entrance examination, you are faced with the employment ...... Oh, the original line of this kite is life! Some people say that life is like a song, but I have to say that life is like a kite line, and it is the line of life that never ends to pull us --- the kite. When one day the kite is tattered and falls to the ground, but the line is still tightly wound around it.
Some people say, the kite line is broken, the kite is not free, free to fly? No, the line is broken, but there is always half of the broken line following the kite, so that it can never get rid of the shadow when it is pulled by the line.
So I want to have a pair of wings, a pair of wings that can fly without the help of any external force, only by themselves. I want to have a pair of wings that are free, sunny and happy without any shadows.
When that day comes true, I want to dance in the blue sky, I want to tell everyone loudly: I have a pair of wings, a pair of their own wings!
The grass longs for rain, the flowers long for bloom, the eagle longs for the blue sky, the horse longs for gallop, the stream longs for the river and the sea, and I long for a pair of wings ......
2"
I long for freedom
Willow woven into a tight birdcage, luscious and lovely pattern, the gold rim is set with a circle and a circle of gorgeous lines. and circles of gorgeous lines, and the cage is fully equipped with food bowls, sinks, toys, etc., you may look at it and marvel: "What an exquisite birdcage!"
I live in this cage
I am a canary.
I, a canary in captivity.
I sing, and my gentle song reveals a long sadness; I murmur, and my soft voice conveys a ghostly longing; I scream! Sharp voice issued a helpless cold!
The cage in my eyes gradually deformed, ah, is this my home? Wide sky, dense forests, clear rivers! I want to sing to my heart's content, in the embrace of nature, in the dream of freedom. I want to leave my footsteps on every leaf, carve my song on every petal, and penetrate my heart on every white cloud.
I want to settle in this carefree, unfettered world. Every morning, wake up the sun, in the forest among the flowers and grasses and play with partners; every evening, meet the bright moon, in the soft moonlight and shadow game! What a joyful, yet fulfilling life!
Spread your wings and fly to the forest ...... "Thud!" I hit the beautiful birdcage hard. Huh Where's my sky? Where's my forest? Where's my river? Where is my freedom? I was still in the grim-faced birdcage. Outside the birdcage, several pairs of human eyes stared at me, along with the greedy eyes of a pair of black cats glowing green!
Sing! Sing! Sing the song of your life! A voice in my heart oh there is a voice calling. Who is it? Is it freedom?
Sing! Sing your heart out! Sing it! Sing out the dreams in your heart! Sing it! Sing out the freedom in your heart!
"Under the beautiful feathers / is the soul that has been corrupted / the thoughts in the soul / never stop / exquisite birdcage ah / can not control the flying heart / freedom in the heart / who can understand ......"
"When the shell ceases to exist / The soul is intoxicated in freedom ......"
I want to fly! To be free!
Breaking through the birdcage and plunging my body into the black cat's mouth, I could feel the flesh and blood being torn apart ...... vast skies, thick forests, clear rivers!
When the shell ceases to exist / the soul is intoxicated in freedom ......
3" I long for joy
I wish I could get countless joys, and then send them to everyone's heart
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I don't know when the breath of joy on my face gradually faded. Replaced by a sad face. Why in the end I am not sure myself, is it because of the need to leave this land? I have never been so depressed, everyone's smile in my heart has become an incomparable pain, obviously want to laugh and cut how can not do.
No one noticed this subtle change in me, the mood is always ups and downs, always in the mood for the best time to feel a burst of loss, a faint pain from the heart swim through. Though, I don't want that myself.
I sincerely hope that everyone around me will be happy every day. It was only a matter of time before leaving became a certainty. But, always can not let go. Is it possible that I have a lingering love for this land that I once hated? Maybe! I have changed a lot here.
From my hometown to here I became cheerful, confident in themselves, since then life is full of laughter, full of joy. It seems that my friends and classmates here have had a positive influence on me.
Almost two years ago, we must have a hard to part with friendship!
It was summer again. That summer we met and became classmates and friends. This summer we will be separated, is it for this joy to slip away from my life little by little. I also do not have the strength to catch them.
I don't know when the joy will return to my life. I hate my own depression, in order to make those around me happy, I must learn to be happy.
Even leaving can't seal off joy as an optimistic, positive emotion. I tried to adjust my mindset to be happy. Think differently - leaving is a certainty, so cherish the limited time left!
Right! Joy is unavoidable, and I will bless everyone in the remaining time so that everyone will feel the presence of joy because of me, and joy will be with you and me, whether it is there, whether it is in sight or not.
Joy is an attitude of life, don't forget it anymore.
------ Postmortem
4 "I long for light
Who says only Snow White is worthy of Prince Charming, who says beautiful appearance determines everything, who says ugly girls are not allowed to have their own pearl dream ......
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When the shooting star across the night sky, if it is not instantly passed away, I think I will also be the same to them, hands together, make a belonging to I'm not sure if I've ever been to a place where I've had a good time. The first thing I'd like to do is to get my hands on the P3 and listen to Flywheel's "Rain is Tears". In the familiar melody, sitting, at this time, do not allow yourself to think about what. Just quietly, the friends of the call all put aside, and only this time, feel, like a more quiet girl.
Accustomed to a person, quietly, rushed a cup of Puerh tea, let their thoughts in the tea roaming.
In my blog, I quietly enjoy the greetings of friends, sweet wind makes my heart sweet. Or I left nothing to say for myself and ran violently outside to the square, losing myself in the crowd, willingly. Other people come to be entertained, I come, indeed, is to lose, because I think, occasionally so lose yourself, my state of mind will become a little slower, full of anticipation some ......
Received a friend's birthday party invitation card, I hesitated to go or not? Then again, I hesitated what kind of gift I should bring. I ended up being the only party guest who didn't bring any gifts. Am I different, or is what should be different becoming the same. I am still happy, in my heart, there is my heartfelt birthday greetings to my friend, which can not be bought by money. I came to my friend's side, quietly with a trace of melancholy: Xiaoguo, I didn't bring you a gift, but I'm willing to be your gift forever after. Xiaoguo smiled happily: you are my best friend forever. I am so happy.
Lying in bed, listening to Flywheel Sea's "Rain is Tears", looking at the half-window sky, the half-window wall. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you can get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. One day at a time, just like this, is regrettable, but also past it. Tomorrow, still full of sunshine, occasionally, drilled into my small room, shining into my sleeping body, I just like this, bathing. I don't want to open my eyes, this time, the world in my thoughts, so pure ah.
The wind chimes sent by my friend danced passionately in the wind, accompanied by a happy singing voice, in this crunchy music, I underwent a spiritual cleansing.
Faintly, in my life, faintly.
The window is still half of the sky, and half of the roof, but even if the window is full of roofs, I'm not afraid of it, in my heart, will be a piece of happiness and serenity that extends away. Still light ......