I like off the tree and root, twigs wilt leaves, like rust temple bell, breaking the decadent walls, like the courtyard deeply Punta Akigusa, stone steps to tilt fracture of jade bar, like the cloud of cold stars fell moon root dried stems Cui Liu failure to spend the residue, like a silent old man dressed in faded clothes street to pick up the tattered, like the thin shoulders of a little girl carrying a cloth block books makes up the package to go to school. I even like a missing silently rolling on the floor of the mouth of the beer bottle or a crushed cans, and then static. Whenever you see these the sporadic trivial human things, I always focused gazing at them, until they beheld a far, far away realm.
I do not know how they once beautiful, so I can not imagine their beauty. As a result, I deeply immersed in this inconceivable not to seek the source of beauty, digging with their colorful past, and then when I look back, these two life forms pull to the front of, and suddenly cried. This can not be explained contains difficult to tell the romantic joys and sorrows, contains how many vicissitudes of things eternal sadness and endless desolation!
I like the Man cried, like to listen to the roar of the people mad sound like people drink drooling spit out some of the past buried in the hearts of fermentation, like an unrequited love people beloved by the wedding night in the rain holding an umbrella silent stand. I like to have never been eloquent silence Enron chatter to tell the suffering has always been the joy to meet people suddenly depressed and lost, old people remember the yellow youth aloof repentance miss love. I like the stars fall from grace sad smile, reluctantly back, heroes twilight official frustrated by the independent product of tea, the roots of the dead Pageant mirror grief. I like the most pain Loved that part of things Oakley Juliet Sunglasses, people dug in the weakest and most defenseless and trembling, and then cry, then let the soul is bleeding.
Whenever this time, even if I know anything about the person in front of, I believe: this person has a once very beautiful and still a beautiful soul, he experienced the bitterness and suffering, as well as difficult to touch pregnant thoughts and emotions, is the deepest mark on his life and the most cherished storage. Only when his broken, he will be released to house arrest has been a long time, pigeons, and the Kai window to reveal their true face.
Can be broken, must be lived. Lin broken is her unforgettable love; the Sanmao the broken, from after she suffered a lot and the moment of Ming Che and detached; Van Gogh's broken, sun with golden knife and let him continue in the light pain; Bedouin Dove's broken, it is the spiritual extremely black and white keys tragic impact of life movement. If the leaked by those ordinary broken humanity is the purest most beautiful spot, these outstanding soul broken, such as silver gift flowers filled the sky over our heads. We learn from the life of dreams and the true meaning of ah!
I know, not many people like me to enjoy this unique happiness and joy, not many people know this broken beautiful is how to thin thick covered the fields and meadows of our door, as thin dense moonlight tonight .
Who said anything about: a beauty of the flower lies in her bloom. Bloom in fact the efforts to reach the broken.
(/ Joe leaves)
This appreciation:
Of mastery of the text, the perception of the emotion of beauty. "Broken beauty" is a good example. When living things are hard in pursuit of the so-called "perfect", Joe leaves the definition of "beauty" maverick, that "only broken is beautiful", "a once very beautiful and still a beautiful soul reflects the author for the broken heart, but also believe that this is full of broken, but a better world. Then leads to the insights of her own "broken beauty". Follow the author's brush strokes, we see all the "broken" like life, and then indulge in the beauty of this unthinkable not make the source, digging with their colorful past, when I look back, these two life forms pulled up to the eyes, suddenly cried, "or wander those" good soul "broken" sky covered with blue fireworks. The middle of a whole section of the "broken" to describe the unique reflects the author's observation and meticulous mind is bleeding. "To express the dissatisfaction of the author of the cruel social and buried in the hearts of pain and a better catharsis.
The ... Joe leaves to give us a completely different experience for the United States. "Perfect" is certainly valuable, but the "broken" fake oakleys, then why should not it? "In fact, while the bloom is Mahogany's broken ah." This is her unique charm, it is her dust on people's feelings for this fickle society. "Broken" the perfect unique insights. To warn people to cherish the existing OK not until the broken come repentant ...