JK -MauMi

The pain to remain in the library
My understanding of the sword is the fourth year in college. We are not in the same college, but because the Articles by the same table in the library become a total block. I just do not class seats will be to account for learning. But I am each time in the past, can see his shadow. Simple, "Hello, I go look at" the end of our dialogue, he moved about the body, I seize the time pushed my seat. Then we look at each individual book.
Occasionally, there will be a sweet girl looks over to find him, wrapped around his half-wanted him to accompany her out to play, the boy always said: There are many books did not watch it, but ultimately fail to beat the girl with the left. At this time, I am also slightly happy, at least I can access freely. But this time is not long, the boy soon returned back to their seats to start learning.
One day, the same quarters Kotake forgot the key, come looking for me, one I saw him put things to forget Nayue Chi, and then I am both of them turned out to be a good high school students to university, due to do not meet regularly on the alienated. In the introduction Kotake, I knew that he had called the sword, and then when they meet will be greeting a few.
Has been a good few days, the sword did not come on a self-study. Dormitory when asked about Kotake, before we know: The original that looks sweet girl, is the sword's girlfriend. Girls too poor family sword, sword want through their own efforts to give girls the future of a prosperous life. He almost all the time flew at the learning. Girls are often complain, swords do not have time to play with her until a few days ago, the sword dormitory on the road, he saw his girlfriend Accompanied close to another boy's hand, walked over from his face, followed by a formal call girl informed the sword between them to an end. In the successive persuade friends under the sword slowly beginning to eat, chat with friends occasionally.
Once again see the sword, is more than a month after the incident, and no longer the original sun, the hair is very long, left a beard, much like a small mixed community riffraff. To the self-study, but also absent-minded, all come here many times, the book spread out after there will be no shadows. I read books occasionally get tired, will go out and walk, stroll. On one occasion, I heard, a very dull cry of a very remote from the school pavilion came in, feeling a bit like a sword, I walked past along the sound and saw the sword buried his head in the legs, shoulders and in constant the convulsion. I called the sound of gentle sword, sword and hear the sound, after a long time before looked up, looked at me, embarrassed smile and said: let you see me like this, and I'm ashamed. I want to comfort him, but I do not know what to say, but sat quietly with him, sat down at the setting sun falls, the night gradually came, we left the place.
Perhaps because this time of the encounters, let us get along more and more comfortable after he talked with me about that girl, when they started junior high school together, and with the test of high school, another of the same university ibid . In one of the bit by bit, always appear in his mind and let him pain. But he also often on the self-study, but could not find the original serious look. Sometimes, we will keep one to eat each other's troubles, we also often a chat.
Do not remember that night, after drinking only knew that he was looking for me, and told me that he is now very painful, want me to be his girlfriend, watching his sad look, I agreed. Often on only one study hall, occasionally accompany me for dinner. Together for two months, he did not even pull off my hand no. Occasionally, I would like to pull his hand, he would have said that it is disgusting. After the sad, but I heard the sound of his pain begging, I had soft-hearted.
We ended in the Friday night, the day of rain well large, to complete a self-study, I want the sword to pick me up, he promised this special gratification, so I am happy for a while. See him, his face pain. He said I'm sorry I originally came to his girlfriend before him, and say to him reconciled. I said that she regarded you have damage like that, you still care for him why? I did not finish, sword gave me a slap in the face. Then with me roar of the sentence: you do not have the right to say that she did. At that moment, my heart bleeding, I finally understand that I have come to the original not the sword into the heart, I'm just lonely, when he was looking for one to rely on. I went out of the library, to escape with our shared memories of this place.
Wake up, and I have to move on. But I am still alone.

Remind ourselves
I have just heard a little story, the story is very short, the flavor is long and sobering.
Talking about a construction site when the dismantling of the old houses left wall is not removed, tilt wall crumbling walls. Scorching of the sun, only a trace of the Wall under the shade, so the boys often go there on the wall of the site under the cool shade of the wall on the Street is a family, a Granny also went to the front of his house at noon to enjoy the shelter, she found that of that wall "extremely dangerous," the walls, on the day, enjoy the cool red guy shouted: "hey! young man, carefully down the wall!" to 10 consecutive days later, the Wall every day under the cool shade can be Wall did not pour. Granny was very puzzled.
Also a hot day, Granny out enjoying the breeze, and she wondered Biebu Zhu, arrived at the Wall looked carefully up, this time, the wall suddenly fell down his back, solidly old Mrs pressure in the body, Granny Even a "ah," shouted the word had not had time, he was buried in the wall below.
Granny I remember it was a wall every day to remind people, "Wei Qiang," but he forgot to remind ourselves alone. This is precisely because it forgot to remind ourselves that created its own "tragedy." Similarly, in life, we often advise people not to temper, to generous, carefully, and so on, but forgot to persuade himself alone. Friends, remember, know how to remind ourselves to persuade his own people are a truly understand life, to grasp life who really strong.

Moriyoshi the side of his own land
A little girl to play my grandfather's garden, see the many splendours of the roses growing on a pile of dirty dirt; she was thinking about it said: "how could such a beautiful flower grows in such a dirty place?" So little girl sent for the tools, scraped up the roses, it transplanted to the garden not far from the clean dirt. The little girl patted the soil-stained hands, smiled, and could not help saying: "This is just great, and roses can be grown better."
The next day, a little girl and grandfather came to the garden, she was surprised to find that: Yesterday, she was a good transplant roses wither out. Cried the girl happened yesterday told the grandfather. Grandpa stroked the little girl's head, gently said to her: "know what? Child. You say that pile of 'dirty dirt', was his grandfather's deployment of good nutrition, ah, roses can grow only in those above, more Well !, "the little girl to understand why, and breaks through his tears, and together we learned yet another transplanted back into roses.
In the course of our lives, God often arranged for us such a pile of "dirty dirt", it is the setbacks in our lives, hardship and suffering; we often complain that our situation is not good, Su-I do not know, it is This is a bad situation, this "dirty dirt" is what we thrive in fertile soil; only experienced a life of experience that we can better grow.
Friends, do not complain about the hardships of life, which is suffering under the roses that nutritious "dirty dirt" so that each of us is stuck at the foot of the side of good soil their own bar!

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