"Winter, Please Don't Go Too Fast"
That snow has been in my heart
Falling, falling, falling
The man with the high crown and fancy clothes raises his face
Whispering, he asks the sky
How much longer can I be happy like this?
How long can I survive as a soul?
The yellow-haired boy ran before him
Unaware of the great change that was about to take place
Winter, please don't go too fast
Please let Sasori
say goodbye to Kou properly
That snow has always been in the center of my heart
It rains, it pours,it pours,it pours
The maiden who was rejected 10,000 times
The maiden who was rejected 10,000 times
Laying under the covers, rolling over the bed, and asking for the sky.
Lying under the covers, tossing and turning
The boy I love is right next to me
But I don't do anything
There are so many shynesses and sweetnesses
Winter, please don't go too fast
Let's let Naoki's thoughtfulness be a little bit more appreciated
That snow has always been in my heart
It's going down,down,down,down
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, I'm not sure if I can.
The quiet woman leaning under the tree
lowers her eyebrows
White plums bloom around her
but not as beautiful as her face
The cross of sword wounds
witnesses to the truths and lies of whoever it is
Winter, please don't go too fast
Please let Ba
put the hate and love for Kenshin on the ice. The hate and love for Kenshin into a lingering
These images that took place on a snowy day
are as vivid as if they happened yesterday
The sentimental, the happy ones
flow from memory
like a bright light
remembering the old days in warmth under the lamplight
Winter, please don't go too fast
Let me take the Those timeless classics
Read them again and again and again
The Finger Melody of the Olympics
Press the middle finger with the thumb
Watch the other fingers bend
Mesopotamian words
The oracle also has to pass through the fingers
To draw the winds of eagles
The general gesture of the pallor
Unless deliberately straightened
Sworn by the will of the goddess
Let war cease at this second
No Persian king's sword is sharper
than Zeus's decree
And he says--
Sacrifice, now begin
And so we submit. And so we submitted
We ran
We wrestled
We sang and danced
Sport was used to set the guilty free
The discus, the javelin, the horse race, the car race
Laurel was braided into a crown
And the bardic psalm was written
When the numbers spun to the 293rd
And ancient Greece was struck by the death of a man, a man, a man, a man, a man.
Ancient Greece met Theodosius
The ruthless Roman emperor
Pressing my thumb to my pinky
Man's ignorance has turned to ignorance
And now we meet again at last
Once again, it's still once every four years
Hooking my pinky to my pinky
.Pressing our thumbs together
Searching for the Priestess of 2008
She said--
Look, the appointed time is now
So we submit
We read
We think
We love stuff
Watching anime characters let loose with laughter
Death, Conan, Gundam, and Greatsword
Dots come together in a text
Another year a winter
Praying
That day that came so suddenly.
In a trance, I thought it was the inadvertent wrong form of two gods, but the next moment, I knew it was the land thousands of miles away, the ground shaking.
The strong shaking extended all the way, even Beijing, thousands of miles away, trembled, as if the land, for the loss of its beloved people, wept and trembled its shoulders.
5-12, Wenchuan
Suddenly, these two words have become the center of attention in China, and even in the world, and we look past the eyes, containing too many tears. Thinking back to the 1976 Tangshan, China is still palpitating, and today's Wenchuan, is the same, let the heart and soul broken.
At a time, the beautiful land of western Sichuan are plunged into the rolling smoke, Jiuzhai's bright landscape issued a silent sob, Dujiangyan's millennium stone dam seems to be hurt like a steep crack, the former town of the three rivers of the Buddha ah, gazing at the foot of the children of the misery, but also in silence.
The pain of the Chinese earth, so y, carved in the body of the Chinese people, and our hearts.
From that moment on, the sound of telephone dialing never stopped, from that moment on, fragmented, broken words exchanged or peace, or danger message.
How many voices, from that moment past, have never sounded again.
We grieved, we cried, in front of the sudden day in the face, we realize how powerless we are, those living lives, in a trance, so become a memory.
That day, the most serious domestic newscasters, could not help but weep in front of the camera: "Why are we always moved by such images, by such a voice, why do we always look at it will be tears in the eyes, because we love this piece of land, this piece of land people, know how to care for each other."
Yes, this land, and the people on this land, are worth loving.
What can we, as anime fans, do at a time like this? What should we, as anime fans, do?
No matter how to look for the views of the society, we ourselves know that the anime fans are not a group of people who hide in a small building and do not listen to the things outside the window, maybe because they can still be young, maybe because they are still very simple, for the current affairs of some ignorant, some strange. But anime fans are also the world's most kind and lovely group of people, when the bad news came, in something of the BBS, the first time surged countless care, donations of the initiative, the home in Sichuan, the editor of the concern, informed each other and pass the peace of information ...... It is because of all of this, we are able to get through the catastrophe.
The old as well as the old, the young as well as the young, dear little Xixi people, if you have the ability, please offer them a love it, no matter how meager that power, once we gather together, can be a warm flame, burned out of the wilderness of the disaster.
Life has its own path, and every life, should be respected, and protected.
Let's pray together for the land thousands of miles away or close at hand, let's pray together for those who are strange or familiar.
Peace.
A cup in the sky
The pale world
Whose shot
has struck God's taboo
Friendship burns Armor breaks down
Reflects red in whose eyes and whose brows
If I may be assisted by destiny, I'll pour a cup in the sky
No regrets for becoming a devil incarnate
Ten times of rebirth
Who's sword
Split the faith of the gods
Bye-bye in the wind
Who cares who is scarred by the dragon in the sky and the earth
If I can get the help of the strongest, I will drink a cup from the sky
Guarding the earth, I will follow you in life and in death
Beneath the cherry tree
Who's words
Woke him up, and made him swear
His face is hidden in the sky.
His face is hidden in the mist as if it were smoke
Is it betrayal, is it a lapse or is it a bet
If I can get love to help me, a cup full of sky
What separates me ......from you
The six stars come together
Whose pact
Changes the sinful mantra
Can be innocent, can be destroyed and can be defended
If I can get the warmth to help me, drink a cup of the sky
Shura has been in the blood for a hundred years
Blazing winds, blowing silently
Distant shores, often the heart of the thunder
If I can get the warmth to help you, drink a cup of the sky
This summer, it will not be lonely
This summer will not be lonely
"Divination"
This summer will not be lonely, it is not lonely. Divination
Where is this place?
I've walked into a place like this
Mahogany tables, soft armchairs
And an old record player
A woman in a black veil
Passes cards across the table
What luck, she says
You've been placed in the seventh place
First one's a plain feathered suit
Roman characters carved in Roman letters, the first of which is the first of the two.
Roman characters carved out of the noble god
King Arthur's hand
The sharpness of the longsword is as sharp as ever
The second butterfly folded its wings
bringing the aura of the stern and murderous below
How many old things have flown away
The young man and the maiden holding the hilt of the sword together forever
The third one is withering and pinned down, icy cold and brilliant
The third one is withering and pinned down, icy cold and gorgeous
A friend.
Friendship chants that life is never lonely
Fourth, the arrogance of the ego of the mountain cherry blossoms
Sea level rises forever the flag of the pirates
Fifth, the people's favorite empress
Graceful and elegant with supreme charm
Sixth, a solitary step in the boiling covered the secret
Tianyuan breakthroughs can no longer be seen in the crisis
The world's most important thing is that you can not see the crisis.
--Now you are the seventh
--So, what is the metaphor for the seventh?
--The end of destiny and its coming
--Do you have the courage to cope with it all?
This Q&A is so spiritual
In an instant the fog clears
The tables and chairs and women are all gone
The grass is green in front of us, defying the harsh winters
If you're strong enough
There's something where there's sunshine
The Ten Fingers of God
This brilliant jewel on the blade of the sword
The world of sin and punishment is a world of sin and punishment, a world of sin and punishment.
In the world of crime and punishment
Blurring life and death, light and strange
God spreads out his beautiful ten fingers
Saying: Come, let's play a human game
The thumb symbolizes the right
The violet-eyed teenager walks to the second season
Special powers turn into bloodless treasures
The road to success is full of blood
The index finger symbolizes kindness
Full power rabbits and governesses
influence each other in the biological chain
Plants. The middle finger symbolizes silence
The sound of the flute in Naruto's village brings up sad memories
Can we be together forever
Weathered into a lie from a century ago, it falls apart
The ring finger symbolizes sincerity
The heart speaks of the miracle of love
The schoolyard past in the green years.
The pinky finger symbolizes the opportunity
The promise was made that we would never part
But whose call died in the wind
Leaving behind a long sigh
While we are saddened by these stories
God laughs wryly
Don't forget that today is April 1st
Do not forget that today is the first day of the month of April. Today is April 1
Laughter only, no tears allowed
So, sweet children, let's join together
Open your fingers
and send each other your best wishes
Not for fools, not for games
Just for one, the truest of all...
Be happy! Be happy every day! Be happier today!
Adventure Season
The seasons are changing
Autumn colors are shedding summer's garments
Hey, young lady
Throw away the dresses and the sandals that don't go fast enough
Hats on, let's go on an adventure
There's a field with green hills and sweet springs
And a sky with clouds of blue water
We are miracle-makers, and we are the ones who make things happen, and there is nothing that can't be done.
We are the miracle-working, all-powerful boys
Never losing to the cold world
Even the unknown longsword, nicknamed the murderer's sword
Can be transformed into a strong promise of eternal perseverance
Hey, man
Have you gotten something out of it, have you had an eye-opener
Life doesn't have to be a routine life
Learn. Kakashi, who's always late, has a lot of time on his hands
If you embrace your vision and go for it
You can write your own destiny
Hey man
Look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look. 21 is our fable of the century
We're going to be in it, we're going to be in it, we're going to be in it all by ourselves
Hey, I say
Are you ready?
The Light of One Wing
The Demon King walks the path of Shura
Black feathers fly behind him
The green-haired maiden gazes in silence
What a way for this lament to end
We once saw stars at sea level
Thinking that was what was meant by the ultimate vision
Rendering out the humble
Sailing on a moonless night
Leaves arcing in the wind
Sadness for the late autumn
Where is the road to the pyramid of Utopia
The devil king laid down Solomon's sword
Surrendered his scepter of gold
Knights played the music of sin and punishment
The king's sword was the only thing he could do.
This sad song ends in death
The morning sun is frosty on the sea level
Seagulls sing softly in the evening breeze
Angel loses the other half of her wings
The king becomes a masked devil
We all know that
What is left behind is happiness
What is left behind is hope.
The Qinhuai scrolls
The beads and jewels of the Qinhuai are embellished with infinite splendor
Children's love is transformed into the strings of the piano in their hands
The night moon and the lanterns of the night are filled with glistening shadows and glittering lights
The brocade floats are wearing out the flowery face
The spring shirts are played with the sword that carries through to the sky
White horses are leaning on the bridge by the blossoming flowers and the green willow trees
Letting loose with the wind and the waves Heroic Eyes
Life, Death, and **** are no match for the heart's greed
How can I remember the past when I'm drunk and dreaming of death
Laughing at a picture of a dalliance
Complete the absurdity of my years
The view from the 22nd floor
The half-closed windows look like towers
There are umbrella blossoms on the street
There are umbrellas on the pavement
At the front of the building, there is the wide, open space. In front of the building is a wide square
A long brick pathway between green lawns
People with laptops and cell phones
are always in a hurry
A lonely court with bare frames
Weeds grow unchecked
The paint on the armchairs is gradually fading
No one sits down, relaxes or enjoys the view
The adults are always in a daze
And there is no one to sit down.
Adults always have a dull gaze
Silently bowing their heads, not smiling or speaking
Who holds on to their ideals with a numbness
And who puts their hopes in places they can't see
Everyone has their own direction to take in life
And I am determined not to be like the tired ones
We look for the stars on the dark sea. We look to the stars in the dark sea
We look to the depths of the valley to make us strong
Any reason can
test our hearts
Packing our dreams and beliefs in our pockets
Step by step, we're leaving our homes
With a smile in the face of never-ending frustration
The trials and the pains that we face can only strengthen us
The complexities of the world, and the complexities of the world, and the complexities of the world, and the complexities of the world.
All those complicated beliefs in life
Get out of the way and leave me in peace
I have my own ideas
I'm my own role model
I'm ordinary, but I live a wonderful life
I'm young, but I'm aware of all the vicissitudes of life
Standing on the 22nd floor of the building
The world condenses to a painting under my feet
I'm not the master of the painting
I'm not the master of the painting
I'm not the master of the painting
I'm not the master of the painting. I'm not the master of the painting
But I know there will be a place for me in it
The view from here will be the beginning of all life
After the rain is gone, the sun will shine