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AnYongLe China -- who stole my love

(2010-06-30 12:20:01)
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。AnYongLe China -- who stole my love。

在以读书为主题的学生时代,爱情是最初情感的真实流露,没有目的,不求结果。尽管有些模糊,也会有来自家庭和学校的阻力,却不会因此而轻易改变。初恋情结,有时会影响一个人一生的爱情观。  此时的爱情,有如一杯清茶,夹杂着浓浓的书香气。芳香四溢,沁人心脾。
 十六岁的我,相信爱情。

    社会在不断发展,对爱情的定义似乎也在悄悄的改变。物质生活的丰富,潜移默化地改变了很多人的爱情观。此时,爱情是什么?不知何时,爱情由原来的无怨无悔,变得有前提,有基础了。辛苦奔波、生儿育女、柴米油盐,当爱情被琐碎撕开温柔面纱的时候,没有房子,没有存款,那么生活该如何继续?当爱情与金钱不能统一的时候,大多数人不会选择爱情。 AnYongLe <wbr>China <wbr>-- <wbr>who <wbr>stole <wbr>my <wbr>love



 此时的爱情,有如一杯白开水,虽然没有味道,却是生活必不可少。

    爱情变得不再单纯。于是,我有些怀疑爱情。

    物欲横流,暖味越走越近,爱情却渐行渐远。曾经的爱情,脱下了它华丽的外衣,里面的千疮百孔,让我心寒。相濡以沫,似乎成了儿时的童话故事。当婚外情充斥婚姻的基石,红颜蓝颜泛滥的时候,情何以堪?当躺在一个怀抱,却在思念另一个怀抱的时候,究竟哪个怀抱才算是爱情? qq空间AnYongLe <wbr>China <wbr>-- <wbr>who <wbr>stole <wbr>my <wbr>love

伤感日志

 此时的爱情,有如一杯咖啡,芳香却苦涩。味道虽重,却只是生活的调味料。    于是,我不再相信爱情。
  不相信爱情的人,似乎都不会很快乐。但至少我不会被爱情搞得伤心欲绝。我宁愿选择寂寞,也不愿让自己太过悲伤。彼岸的幸福,太遥远。我只是一只飞不过沧海的小小蝴蝶,欲望的火,燃尽了我的勇气。我只能在徘徊在此岸,看沧海桑田,世事变迁。因为爱情与我无关,所以快乐也与我无关。


    一些人,来了,走了。一切事,发生了,改变了。当青灯黄卷,寂寞缠绕的时候,谁能告诉我,究间是谁偷走了我的爱情

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       Who stole my love!
In order to study the theme of the first student, love is the true emotion, not reveal, no purpose. Although some fuzzy, also can have the resistance from family and school, but not so easily change. First, sometimes will affect one's view of life. At this time of love, like a cup of green tea, mingled with the ShuXiangQi thick. Sweet-smelling, refreshing.
Sixteen, I believe in love.

In the development of society, the definition of love seems to have changed in silently. Physical life rich, subtly changing a lot of people love. At this time, what is love? Do not know when love by original regrets, has become a basic premise. Hard work and daily necessities, travel, when love is trivial tear when no veil, gentle, so no deposit house, how to live? When love and money can't unity, most people don't choose love.

At this time of love, like a cup of water, although no taste, it is essential to life.

Love become no longer simply. So, I doubt love.

Materialistic, warm taste moved closer, love is tapering off. Once love, took off his coat, his gorgeous inside the tattered, let my head. Roof, seems to become childhood fairy tales. As the cornerstone of affair with marriage, beauty, blue yan flooded the talent? When lying in a bosom, but miss another bosom embrace, what is true love? Qq space sad log
At this time of love, like a cup of coffee, but aromatic bitter. But although flavour is the spice of life. Hence, I no longer believe in love.
Don't believe love, who seemed not very happy. But at least I won't be love make heart-break. I would rather choose lonely, also won't let yourself too sad. Our happiness, and is too far away. I just a little butterflies fly but the fire of desire, and burn up my courage. I can only see in this world, wandering in the passage. Because love has nothing to do with me, so happiness has nothing to do with me.


Some people, come, go. Everything that happened, changed. When QingDengHuangJuan, lonely winding, who can tell me, who is between stole my lov   

                  AnYongLe hua。2010。

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