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woodenhut3月11日 Brokeback mountain
They had a high-time supper by the fire, a can of beans each, fried potatoes and a quart of whiskey on shares, sat with their backs against a log, boot soles and copper jeans rivets hot, swapping the bottle while the lavender sky emptied of color and the chill air drained down, drinking, smoking cigarettes, getting up every now and then to piss, firelight throwing a sparkle in the arched stream, tossing sticks on the fire to keep the talk going, talking horses and rodeo, roughstock events, wrecks and injuries sustained, the submarine Thresher lost two months earlier with all hands and how it must have been in the last doomed minutes, dogs each had owned and known, the draft, Jack's home ranch where his father and mother held on, Ennis's family place folded years ago after his folks died, the older brother in Signal and a married sister in Casper. Jack said his father had been a pretty well known bullrider years back but kept his secrets to himself, never gave Jack a word of advice, never came once to see Jack ride, though he had put him on the woolies when he was a little kid. Ennis said the kind of riding that interested him lasted longer than eight seconds and had some point to it. Money's a good point, said Jack, and Ennis had to agree. They were respectful of each other's opinions, each glad to have a companion where none had been expected. Ennis, riding against the wind back to the sheep in the treacherous, drunken light, thought he'd never had such a good time, felt he could paw the white out of the moon.....
7月29日 i m lost sometimesLife in shelf...
sometimes life is like dancing,ball dancing. 2 or 3 steps forward, then 3 or 4 steps backward...
7月21日 i m in harbin now~!hey guys~! long time no see!!!
i m so sorry that i hadn't tuck word stuff in my spaces for quite some time,but indeed, i was thinking about it every day and night and one of my most favourate sentences that were constantly poping out was How r u, my dear friends!! 6月10日 every friday
thanks Johnny, u r the first one who stepped on this space and gave ur support .ur sweet footprint will always be here as a witness to see how this place' s going to be. every friday i head for home but never with such strong anticipation. coz only at weekends can i sit in front of my computer and log on to the territory again ,which i claimed to be my own only a couple of days before.though it is still like a virgin land now, u can never tell how profoundly my life has been changed. i was thinking about it everyday from day to night from monday to friday, searching for every spark of inspiration that may lead off a piece of writing. troublesome as it seems, i have harvested boundless happiness indeed.i believe that everyone has the sparks in his eyes showing how much he loves his life. and i believe that the sparks will sooner or later, fly into the air and set off a fire to light up ur whole world, which lead u to every climax and finally make ur memory a haunting melody when u refresh ur memory as a oldster... 6月5日 the threshold
though i've never ever thought about having such a loving space on net of my own. all of a sudden i've already had it, a room for holding my solitude, a stage for presenting my brainstorming, a home for welcoming all my friends, or perhaps something more than any of that, a piece of chocolete in the box of the life... but until now i m still lost in how to decorate it.hopefully the instant entry can build a constant joy for all of you, my bosom friends.the situation is, the place we now have is still in its infancy so everything is upside down and badly needs your kindly affection and constant care. let's make it a better place just like a paradise. |
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