Life waiting for text, freehand brushwork in traditional Chinese painting, is the dream of the pursuit of my life. Fate is changeable, the disease erosion, cause me to understand the precious friendship. Text, appreciate friends, all because of the word for us to set up a bridge of friendship, your love will be my life's best wealth.
Because decree by destiny that I met you, because there is love, make me strong to face life in pain. For I am an ordinary woman: enough! Because pain can't make me go on your own words, so determined to put down the pen and the text from the deep love, leaving many in words give me help and warm land, to return to their insipid life, lonely after can leave words and can't talk to emotion makes me can't calm down, in my spare time, voracious immersed in the text of mo, in the beautiful articles to absorb nutrition, to realize the land have the feeling of life and the love of life. Each time I see these, the heart has been dusty, unexpectedly like girl throb feelings for a long time not calm. Finally understand, word is like a part of my life, how can give up, how to bear to forget! In all over the world because of the word to meet friends, do you remember we used to lie between screen telling all, all about life, talk about interest, to talk about words? All this I have become a psychological dependence, the real caring and warm feelings, after all, can't let go, I can't.
Because there is a common hobby, so together, what words to describe this kind of friendship I can think of, this kind of fate, is the gift of god! Can't remember which land said: network illusory, no real feelings, but I was told him, people are always true, friendship is sincere, we want to cherish this hard-won fate! Everyone is rushing about, for the life for the family big or frown, perhaps busy, forget regards, perhaps tired, there is no link, but it has not made our friendship becomes weak, but put the feeling in the heart.
In the time when we visit my illness, I truly realized the value of love. Desire to want to and you say, in your eyes, I am a careless person, writing an article a sloppy and fanciful, but desire to have a real side, have a vulnerable side, is a weak woman like me, but I also have their own state of mind, in order not to worry about my illness, I am looking for a good land to help me, and in my way to communicate, because I love you too, I don't want to leave and alienation makes people worry. But when a friend said, you force me to see her flaw, I really very helpless, but so happy, because only understand my man, you know that's not me. Even more moved me, when you know my condition, as far away as the end of the world's land for me to write down the building contains a warm friendship, for I am deeply touched. I when on his deathbed, tearful looked at one for me to write words, whose comments and warm message, my heart shake again, tears can't control, crying, that cannot be restrained emotion is my most true feelings, tears blurred his eyes the moment I am finally understand, in the true love is priceless, the network is not virtual, the pain is no longer a personal I face now, but everybody's love and encouragement in support me to be strong face, frankly, want me to accept the baptism of fate. I must overcome it, with optimistic attitude to face it, out of the woods.
I, an ordinary woman, an ordinary woman. I didn't expect too much, just like a word and not a writer of writers, I know the way of words I will insist on, still need to work on. Between the true meaning of the land transfer, a stream of intangible already let my heart cold gray saw the hope! Deadwood can meet spring, I still have not afraid? Person's life, to have such a sincere friendship that is the best witness. From lurched to write, to shoot gradual, I grow up in a little bit of, from, with pain to positive face, all is the result of you makes me times add confidence, that she is permeated with blessing words gave me a life into the biggest energy!