The poet is fleeing from
The cemetery where it  Air Freight Forwarder is the whole county town behind our school while studying in the middle school, the visual field there is very good, can

look down at this small city, can enjoy most limpid sunshine and wind too. So I often play truant to go there to stare flankly. I can nearly recite the

name getting off all tombstone owners after get I graduate from, with the writing that is engraved above. This easy, thousands of tombstone you

need the dead name and name of setting up a monument etc. that distinguish. Usually  It is like this: So apparent to test '  Show Pi)  The tomb of

XX, XX was born in XX every year, XX died from XX ground every year. The persevering thrifty in all one's life, there is XX contribution, we think of

him. Wait a moment. I have written a epitaph to oneself one day, it is like this: Deng Wei, female, born in February of 1982, died in July of 1999.

Then I stare flankly biting the facile writer, anything to write on the tombstone? It is not the first of Olympic Competition  Name (even the first

place of class is not) ,It is not outstanding League member '  Even outstanding Young Pioneer is not)  ,Have not taken any award either in

composition match. I cry later on, not because what I write no, those gloomy tombstones caught me in a moment, they the front in I blink

surreptitious to speak in a low voice, they say grow, bring  Ocean Transportation , stubbornly refuse, take, grow, bring, stubbornly refuse, take, grow, bring, stubbornly

refuse, take.
Later on I remember perhaps this is my decadent reason, it is even more important than the course that I can not think over anything, have

something than I little little and grieved and more importantly happiness that here experience at this moment, if I hold a candy on hand, sunrise

later can melting,it leave out can also for mouth I happy in the twinkling of an eye produced except that it what putting on health or heart deeps.
  I produce so strong hope want, different from all living things, I hope oneself belt waft tall and erect than group in the middle of appearance

fuzzy crowd so, I have done a lot of funny things to prove one's own and out of the common, just find a lot of years later all of us will move

towards the same result in any case while turning one's head today, Zhou Yu, whether to die without a burial place or not not to allow oneself to

see that all one's life is summarized the narration by several Chinese characters without finding fault.
But Zhou Yu: Shade of me want, go, hover people of me in ground, rotate to finally tear into badly mutilated two on centrifugal force that

produce ceaselessly still? Zhou Yu, you do not really want to stop. After Chen Qing reached the dream of helping in    Worldwide Relocation Tibet, life declares publicly

the broad and well-paved road prepared for you: "I am 22 years old this year, work in the porcelain factory, my husband is a veterinarian, he has

still good income, my home Room one, room two, very old, fit up and spend much money when got married    "

Let's imagine, without that traffic accident. Zhou Yu reaching the sky and water finally perhaps will not come back again, her life will be narrated

like this in some time (perhaps) : " this year XX years old of I, work in XX, my husband is in the tax bureau (a veterinarian / electrician / self-

employed worker / driver) ,Income pretty good, my home have drawing room one, room two, good, get married fashion build, spend much

money    " It is the same that she has come back, reach the same goal by different routes.
Just I am willing to imagine another final more result, to the woman which Zhou Yu has courage like this, I think she perhaps can live alone, it is

here to let edge of the railway wave the living young girl Moving services   of the shake sleeve forever in heart China, the celestial lake is retained forever.

Life has pushed being old and blue and green to Tibet, that slice of wild and uninhabited limpid Holy Land helped him finally, his satisfactory his

poem, satisfactory his life. After the collection of poems is published finally, the reporterette who Gong Li acted finds, Zhou Yu is still in his heart.

Chen Qing, how I envy Zhou Yu. Yes, I envy the courage that she brings the body and sets out on a journey, in the youth of shaking from side to

side, chase a coordinate that can't be reached forever.
Having helped Zhou Yu in traffic accident, she lives in hearts of two men. The continuation that Chen Qing is knowing nothing is written with the

poem, Zhou Yu becomes his eternal inspiration source One is strong, a man who declares publicly the originally original strength of life, will

continue life, Yu Zhou, it is others that grow train, car a pure white shake sleeve that outside the window flicker once in a while, shy the legend

that swan's quick glance  Moving company  will be never forgotten.
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