Strike while the iron is hot.

By protecting the love ambiguously

11:30, October 7, 2008 .. Link

By protecting the love ambiguously
Is it to deceive oneself as well as others by protecting the love ambiguously?

The love can injure our only weapon.

You and I, ladies and gentlemen, everyone can not escape the love.

In living in the city, ladies and gentlemen, stand up ambiguously carelessly.

We are all the men and women of the common customs, we suspect the love, fear the love, deny the love, but all of us can't prevent from, wish eagerly and look forward to the love without exception.

In this restless era, under the top layer with calm life, the undercurrent is turbulent.

Under our appearance which wear clothes only fresh, are containing a drop of discontented evil intentions. The one that knew the book reached the gift, hid under docile and clever appearance is hearts in turmoil, expect the unusual thing happens at any time, plan to break the original state at any time, wait to revolt or overstep the limit constantly.

We must admit oneself is over-ambitious but as timid as a mouse, though we will have 10,000 kinds of wonderful assumptions of 1,000 kinds, but still squat in where it is honestly, come to a halt.

Those happiness unwilling to make meticulously of ours, we fear the constraint of those responsibility even more, the pestering of emotion.

At a certain moment, you may appear at the time of a certain, stop or stay in my life, we flirt, we become excited, but we but we never love each other dearly.

Possible some day such as we, wipe the shoulder in a strange street, you do not know me, I do not know you, but all of us are attracted by the other side, we look at each other deeply, or turn round ceaselessly, we exchange with the expression in one's eyes, but disappear in the sea of faces finally. Not much else.

We may meet it by chance in a section of voyages, we meet by chance, but too late to meet, then we afford to speak out freely, we wanton happy, we afford to behave in front of the other side, from the other side, we have even found a kind of youthful recovery, but, we are nothing but the fellow traveler too. Not much else.

We may meet at the unknown bar, the touching music at the bar, ambiguous light, we know nothing about, we look each other over, then, you come over and say to me, may we have a chat? Then, we say some is equivocal, if specious, we would make fun of each other, then, left each. Not much else.

We may be friends who has known each other for many years, each have a room, but there is a thin feeling that hover on mind, we call each other brother, or is called the beauty, blue face and known already, we have kept no secrets from each other, we care for each other, we are tacit, however, we do not point out this kind of relation frankly all the time, during one's remaining years, Yin Yun in this way. Not much else.

We the superior and the subordinate relation perhaps, we have first kind have having, partly accepting and partly rejecting tacit understanding, we are clear on the heart, but does not speak and reveal one's feelings. Not much else.

We may get to know it in the fictitious networking, separate the screen, we are attracted by language or a certain speciality of the other side, we do not meet, remain silent, not knowing the appearance of the other side, but a kind of feeling is trickling continuously silently each other, it is such that we think we are extremes meet, we even think the other side is that we rhyme and in step with the most suitable person most, however, we mustn't go down the network, because in actual life, you are not a prince, I am not a princess. Not much else.

We need love and feeling of love, like that kind mixed with love and ambiguous feeling that like, that kind except not have that kind of thin bitterness and disconsolate which the other person can realize each other, concealed happiness and liking.

We love the love, indulge in, reach after passing through many different places in the love, enjoys in the love, missing, even course of crying in the love in the love love in love, those kind, but does not like tidying up a place chicken feather that the love left over.

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