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> cicadas every year it seems to always call the Prophet summoned to the hot summer [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but also in the hot noon to make their noise and heat with transpiration, and then hide in their own fresh tree crotch, the pseudonym for the cicada, vigorously to laugh at the world from mediocre to mediocre and the people: everything is fleeting, so why why!
pond is gone, not many trees, and cicadas seem to have far fewer, but were I always feel that call did not weaken, and that cicadas living in height, while overlooking the more busy we do not know why, piercing scream, scream upset [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], depressed people scream.
once the summer is hot, the tree is also a cicada, the cicada is called, but then, we can walk in the shade of the tree, outside hot and cool breeze under the trees . Breakdown of the trees we leave out a few lines occasionally light, to capture the TV drama dreamy fairy tale world of happy, hopping, to laughter drowned out the cicada's prophet. The happiest are those little girl wearing a small claw braid, let the shade like silver bells filled with joy; boys can also be designated if they had five lines, the two relative to expand the fighting wise, so that five thousand years of Chinese Sixteen of war concentrated in the box, so that five thousand years of civilization, the Chinese demonstrated in the loss to the contention.
we can also show their mats in the shop under a tree, lie on your back in the arms of the tree, holding a mass of palm-leaf fan, let the gentle breeze gently and slowly let the wind gradually to allow trace of the cool diffuse over bare belly, over the naked arm, like water filled our hearts, until every corner of the soul is also cool cool together. Slowly, we will slow shake of the hand, and let slip palm-leaf fan, he was snoring gently accompanied with the cicadas, cicadas are so smart tree envy, gradually reducing the calls, similar to sleep.
trees also have our eyes look up, there is in our hands that slowly stretch bamboo pole. We chewed wheat, water wash away the starch, gluten is the sticky remains of civilization need to village common tools. Those clever cicada, is the Zhigu enjoy self-satisfied, they know where the danger to the side. Even if you stick failed, they just switch to turn around, and narcissistic camel song, until you cement, they know the most intelligent is a trap. Seize his brother's bag, they lost the original song was clever, leaving only a bitterly whine.
However, the cicada is also a little smart. The beginning of man cicada little puzzled, but over time, you are as long as the bamboo tree crotch into his room, they will bang away, leaving you frustrated, and you face the cicada urine, little smell, a bit cool . At this time, you do not use sticky sticky son, you can lengthen the wire pole head, then tied at the top of a long wire needle, slowly approaching, and then suddenly go bar that was firmly cicada firmly embedded in the needle to. Play smart [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], be wise in any case be able to escape the fate of the error.
cicadas, in fact, already understand their own The tree is gone, the pond is gone, summer means no more; more people, more pollution, disease and more, the whole world bare, the whole human race I do not know the order. Cicada, in turn, began to worry that a wise man the fate of mankind: you try to be smart, try to be smart like us sooner or later there will be the fate of ah!
sound of the cicadas, we grew up, we found a big, day after day, year after year, the world becomes more and more familiar with us, more terrible, and even Let the cicadas kept little worried too.
this continues, perhaps we can only wait for the
far? Far!
2007 年 7 月 11 日
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