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Is already midnight, and she innocently sitting at the table, his eyes staring at the computer screen the wearer. She has been sitting motionless for half an hour. At this moment, her mind like a computer screen in front of, like, blank. Then love came from the bedroom, his hands on her shoulders from behind: Come on. Everything will be there. unreasonable. He loves his wife, especially likes her quiet personality indifferent. Whenever trouble, he would say with her. And each time, and she sat listening to her sounds's advice, look at her tranquil, it would be like the face of hills, the Holy Land, forest and spring creeks, man Sunian will reduce a lot. But sometimes, he could not enter her inner world. So today, he could not understand, but a waste of a computer hard drive. Why cry so sad.
though she is a sentimental woman, but had never been weeping. Perhaps because of this character [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and she Jianpanshangqiao the text, most of Grief Qing Qian, his death a touch, looked like a body of poetry Boudoir. But today she was unable to control his emotions, tears as the flood gates opened. Cry I think of a lot do not want to suppress their normal thing to think about. Somehow, suddenly, hey computer graphics and loss. Recruited members of a Branch in the computer check, which declared the death penalty for the hard disk. When my colleagues told her that all the information stored in computers will disappear with the retirement of the hard drive, she silly, an instant of time and space around her immediately solidified that love when she is completely off the colleagues do not know. She feared finally happened, and in that moment of loss after a lost a feeling of love so that she could not own.
like finishing up the day end in the unit must be the same as a daily report for the computer diary of her last day in the life process. When the dead of night [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], she would sit beside the computer, his own feelings or sweet or bitter, sad or happy or were all knocked into the computer. She regarded it as his life of spiritual nourishment. The When those from the life of consonance with the sentiment, to be turned into text, how her heart is kind of pain and happiness. She too fond of this computer, and all these years she has been using it as his lover, like to care. Ever since it will no longer be lonely in her life. When she read the letter from a friend is so full and happy; when she looked at his assignments looked like in their sleeping child; when she looked at pictures of cats, will make her forget the many unpleasant tie him down. But all in all is in the moment, vanished.
it is the solitude of the night, how many, ah, because of the computer she was not lonely. But now with all her favorite vanished from her eyes, and then disappeared completely. This is not really her, bearing the weight of the negative.
husband is a good man. Not only reflected in his excellent sense of responsibility and love, more importantly [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], his tolerance and understanding. He knows meaning of happiness for each individual is different. A farmer as long as you let him see the field that is happy, as teachers see their students every day innocent face. So he can understand his wife has been like sitting in front of the computer literature share of indulgence. But he did not understand, that is, like, the computer still can not fix later she continued her mesmerized you, how sad that so driven to distraction to the point. Although he does not understand can be patient with their best to accommodate her because he could not bear to see her love haggard look like yellow flowers.
world things are often so because he was not living in them, so I do not understand is normal. In nature [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], each flower only once, only to enjoy the warm season, or life. We could do so, too. Even if she could faintly pick up the vibration in the old memory of pain may be after the passage of time, that mountain, that water, that person would be to see that when the tears flowing like it? Again, those who like to enjoy the collection of articles, text; those greeting old friends, lovers of the sweet words; there are enough cats and people who look at pictures of lotus, but also because of mail downloaded to the desktop and on the poor Land of the Dead nowhere to be found under the blue sky. When solidified in the hearts of those deep and shallow that part of the softest feeling, stripping with them in an instant, she is really suffering and can not breathe.
he raised his sobbing wife still face trial with both hands to her face of tears. Seems like in the comfort of the enlighten his wife, said: date the most beautiful words, good painting date the most beautiful picture. 'She silently nodded his head, heart, a distant voice, a yearning for a long time in my mind,
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