Carrying on the students desire to fly is no sin, no killing in the distance ...
not forget a child, but stubbornly persistent with their fairy tales, fairy tales through the net has a clear sky, the clouds have no trace of impurities,UGGs, in the fairy tale of all things human is the master of the gods, with wings open shelters face in the crowd ... ... after all just fairy tale,UGG boots, fairy tale after all, not fantasy to reality.
reality, I only see those desperate eyes.
Not long ago, the abattoir, in the covered crimes, killing and blood on the land, I have witnessed the bloody scene. Goats are hung upside down in the locust tree's thick branches, and thin limbs were bound with rough hemp rope. It seems to get a glimpse of the end of his life, the relentless twisted trunk, limbs violently kicking the, Mao Faling mess up the top of the head of struggling, but hanging in vain. It is wriggling, struggling, such as the network of flying insects in the air like a dangling, and the fate of the struggle with. Resistance is futile every time the pain, the result is the inability to moan, and groan drowned in the crowd burst of laughter broke out, the drowned the sound of the rattling of the knife. Leng Leng, I looked at as if I am far, far away from the group of people suddenly feel that there is something broken, it was a fairy tale my heart. I watched in disbelief, not looking at convergence, the god of all things human is the master of ... ... gods go? Actual human go? I'm so afraid that one day the future, I will step into their ranks , indifference to life, and numb. The voice of the butcher knife for just a swab tapped ears, take me back to reality. I leaned over, pressed his face into the icy trees, goats may be exhausted, perhaps overawed by the sword the coldness, the peace and tranquility at a loss Dengzhe the world, and wait for the final time. Just a moment, sheep eyes and human eyes, standing face to face. Muddy pair of eyes actually hold in mouth full of glistening tears, tears into tears of a thin transparent line, Pu Susu way silently along the thin face dripping with messy tangled hair,cheap UGG boots, left long , deep tears. Is still kind of cloudy eyes, cloudy but not scattered, empty and blankly, like in the pleading: I can only close your eyes and count with the others silent: Sheep's head was abandoned to the shade of acacia trees, I clearly see the muddy pair of fine eyes, eyes lowered, permanently closed, with endless despair, and left.
dearest friends to heaven, through the clear sky net, where have you been? There is no trace of impurities in the clouds gone? Harmony in the fairy tale world, where have you been? Pollution emissions from flying in the sky by birds, You Ge wastewater pollution in the ocean by the fish, hovering in the melting of the polar bears on ice floes, abandoned kitten in the corner ... ... their home? Their mother it was the merciless world ?...... prematurely abandoned,UGG bailey button, forgotten, and even love, failed to understand; with no freedom to enjoy. If their voices could be that we understand, they will say? If we read their facial expressions can be, they are struggling to survive, what will face? I can not open eyes, afraid to look at which both the eyes of human despair, but did not dare to look around the eyes with desperate greed, luxury and vanity to the city piled to insight into the shell of an aircraft after the corrosion was the soul. If possible, I want to forever, forever bound their eyes with hope to stick to the hearts of fairy tale.
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