Your eye is the water, gentle moonlight
the sweetness of my endless
not forget give me courage
~ Min. Reed ~
I'm always in a corner silently watching you. You he never did not notice my eyes, always happy played the song, singing spectrum. enviable happiness.
I've always seen your father in the hall will lift you high, toward the world to show off, you is his daughter.
your blue pupil is always in the crowd quiet. I think it was the most beautiful I've seen too quiet.
silent but gentle.
beauties of the beautiful as you compatible.
night singing mermaid, but I want you to play one after another melodious song, want to see moon and stars shining in you, want to see cherry blossoms die down to you as warm snow.
I'm drunk Shuimou in your stream, ice skin, blue hair, and you all, in which I can not get drunk.
day, but played the song, singing the joy of your spectrum, but the night time quiet crying constantly .
you hate your own mediocrity, hate their own courage.
I want to say: You are the bravest girl I have ever seen.
Toru film, really, you are the bravest I've ever seen girl.
If you can, I want to look at your side quietly passed away YANG Hua; see stream flow,
see you brave.
~ Toru. Shadow ~
night wind piercing, but I still hovering in the crisp wind, my long hair flying in the wind wanton.
I come from a family named Hedrick, a strong family of strong families.
My father was a tribal rule , he is always proud of the family. When I was very young, small will not use any magic, he often stroked my hair, powerful voice as he dominated the stage in our high-order the family: >: weak.
crisp evening breeze, I secretly cry. I am weak, the harsh reality only one person I know. but as long as I get to learn magic age, the strength of my weakness will be exposed as in day of the moment, the moon is transparent, but once night fell, the moon must be unfolded.
I am weak.
When the dead of night, another dream of a constant expression of disappointment with his father to remind me , I am weak, I can not reach his father's expectations. to attack each of these dreams, I feel helpless and hopeless wandering around in my old post as the words lingered in the dark water in a huge whirlpool me trapped I want to run away, but weak.
I never told anyone about my family weakness. every time they would expect entrusted to me, I was always very quiet, not say a word. I can not tell them my weakness, not crying in their eyes that I can not do. can only endure in silence all these expectations, I have low expectations of these heavy, weak as a butterfly, is facing heavy expectations, but can not afford. only filled in the night, I dare to tell the world my tears.
in the early morning light in the hall a little dance. those old rumors say that early in the morning and far away will be desperate. But Why, I still feel very helpless? although in this empty hall of the father is with me, but why do I still feel so weak, unable to face this fine morning it?
father on this day extremely happy. because today my age reaches the age of learning magic. I am behind my father to see him in possession of stature tall, full of confidence.
However, he was completely disappointed.
I stood in the central hall, softly chanted the spell. that moment, in addition to my small voice in the hall outside, everything seems to no longer exist. only my voice, in the empty hall, walking back and forth.
I have not finished the spell. in the middle I suddenly found it hard to describe dizziness. I can not see my father's face at that time, was when I imagine how disappointed he is, but said nothing.
my young body back in the main hall of the basalt stone, I feel helpless 向那 desperately struggling. efforts looked to the direction of his father, his father seemed to be rigid, and he stood there and said nothing, eyes there is unspeakable disappointment, he looked at me long, long time, finally left the hall, leaving me alone in the hall empty desolate waste, I kneel motionless in the center of the hall, a long time, long-Yang Zhi last drops of tears in the hall dark basaltic stone, I looked in the mirror I see the empty hall, there are how small. but my ability but also the reflection in the mirror than to the small, even small weakness to can not achieve the most basic spells.
While previous despaired, but also made a one thousand for today's dream, but I have never felt so desperate before. I actually weak to read even the basic spells are unclear. < br> the night wind, mournful desperate. I cry in a corner of the courtyard of the forgotten romantic innocence once his laughter.
Why? why? that I could make no way to even the most basic mantra practice good? Why can not I hold back the dizziness to go on for forever? Why is just a side effect I can not afford?
I am desperately looking for answers in the night, but because of the night too, but no effect from the search.
may Witchcraft As the night sky to the profound. too, won no search since, at least for me.
Later, I learned a spell, but my magic is mediocre. reluctantly for the patriarch's daughter I, only the level of ordinary people. However, I respect their magic control that, my own ability to simply lower than the average of witchcraft many times.
day, I play TV drama to thousands of Guqin on the altar, touching TV drama to thousands of piano, a little bit of play out of that master of the piano years ago. I smell the piano in the old loneliness. do not know what that smell is thousands of years ago ? do not know the Lord when the piano offerings to the gods that the Aegean is what do you think?
I sat under the cherry trees, playing the piano, want to pursue the story of the long, long time ago, but no effect from the search, as the night sky in the upset of the stars, scattered over the entire night sky, dazzling.
night when I was a man stars in the backyard, watching the moon. for their own incompetence and sigh, cry for their own incompetence.
I was so consumed my youth; day after day and bury my Love.
filled night. moonlight is not the pure white snow, but as the skeleton-like pale. I am a man gently in the back yard crying, crying very softly, I think the only heard that night in the end poignant dance songs in the night, there Chaner for the partner's a love song to play. He has heard my cry.
He smiled and asked me, crying? quiet but warm smile. I saw him in the pale moonlight night the pupil shine like stars in the night, with my father looks mighty, but not of my father gentle, refined face delicate ice sculpture as the most delicate, but has a gentle spring, soft hair flowing in the evening breeze, his robes flying in the breeze in the hair as his submissive.
He has my father the mighty, but gentle with my mother.
I looked at him did not speak, but still left in my face the tears dry. around the very quiet, but not horrible. I first realized it, quiet can be so beautiful.
: such as the refreshing stream pupil, understand that he is to comfort me.
: myth. the average person is five years old birthday in the body to sustain the impact of witchcraft, therefore, we are five years old birthday, to learn to spell first. But mien, his year-old body has enough the impact of supporting witchcraft.
: do you cry? pupil, but in that empty hall, I saw in the hall in the Mian-year-old fell to the basalt stone again and again, but getting up again and again, again and again chanted the mantra that he himself can not bear .
before I knew it, I looked at the night is quiet pupil Mian.
: Oh Come on!
it is the best looking eyes I've seen. Like my father's as confident as the brilliant flowers, gentle as my mother's eyes, gently flowing water was moonlight.
: ; my voice is still quiet, there are endless inside l Thank you r.
night, I took the night of the pupil where he was deep and sweet dreams.
the first time I found that the sky is so clear, the morning sun so warm. the first time that I can try to become the same person as mien, has been working to the last.
drift to me I look at the cherry petals. confused as the lost child, a good cry, I very hard, and why I still like this? Why?
: endless comfort and courage.
: : eyes blurred, seems to speak for themselves.
looking at the back of mien, it seems that you can see Mian have been trying to back, even if tired, and also keep trying the figure.
here I thought that offer all kinds of pain endured stood up and continue to practice.
Mian did not speak, his face absolutely no surprise, only the smile on his face, there can not tell the encouragement and support.
I think I That night has fallen in love with the pupil, despite the darkness, has been brave to go on. fell in love with his smile always brilliant, fell in love with his efforts and bravery, always so weak I fell down and then stand up.
has been brilliant as long as the smile, I can keep going. even if even the deepest night, I will always go, come the morning light, until I learned courage.
all say I've changed. not like before, playing under the cherry trees in the old piano. that I began to dream of doing Pretty Woman, but that most is not possible.
I can not possibly be a strong. < br> rumors from the wind to sing. say that I am weak, bad blood, said I can not be strong.
cultivation process very tired; listening to other people's gossip even more tired.
However, each When I feel tired, tired, Mian always at my side, laughing, if the sun was bright smile.
always at my side was broken so I recovered courage, and that scattered sunlight.
Every time I see his smile always feel that there is a lot of courage. look at him the night of the pupil of the eye, I firmly believe that one day I can touch the sky.
mien not just when I could not face the people , give me courage to smile. Every time I tired deep down in the earth, he would hold me up, I smell it on his back intoxicating smell of the sun, and the gentle moonlight.
time, was holding when he did, I think I am the happiest person.
always someone tired to lift up your time with your fly. This is the happiness you?
I looked at dumping Mian State Allure of the eye, convinced that one day I can fly, one day, I can catch up with his steps, and accompanied him to practice, playing his songs with a tender.
cherry Gone, death of the flap covered with Millennium Qin, Mian covered with clean robes.
my fingers dancing on the piano, like on Star Can dancing in Mian robes.
: sound good. to him. well hope to practice with him.
good hope good hope hh hh
l I have a number of good hope we can, and his r's dream. But now I can not be with him.
because he is too strong; I was too weak.
I talked about tone, and why I will only do some unrealistic dream of it?
I really can catch up the strength of Mian?
I look the Mian intoxicating smile, think, well, as long as they looked at the smile, is enough. as long as I tried, for the smile on the line. even if the outcome is weak, as long as I lived for the smile on the line.
vowed to be strong, be brave
for fear of becoming your burden, because want to protect you
war, in the spread.
In fact, the war is not only now starting to spread, it was back in the old people forgotten era of the spread of ages, and even put on the altar than the piano even thousands of years old, but I am too young to campaign for our family; but I still too weak to protect our family.
At this point, I can finally fight for our family to earn, while Mian, that gave me the eyes of many men had the courage to see articles all the battlefield.
I excitedly ran to tell his side Mian, I can finally fight side by side with him out.
mien but no smile. face can not tell the helplessness and sadness: br> I'm afraid it? Yes, I am afraid. I was still coming.
looked at my helpless face mien. face with a blurred confusion. mien did not speak, but looked at flying in the sky black dragon, mermaid listening to sad songs horizon. Finally he slowly he said: and you go back and sit under a tree cherry tree covered with tears, playing to you.
when I was stronger.
I'd told him this, but looking at him sorry for the pupil, a could not say a word.
I found out that the history books recorded the atrocities of war, even one-tenth of the war are not written down.
a side in a war once again in our attack, erase the years of our life, too much emotion and sadness, all the pain settle in the depths of the soul.
I always thought my strength in the face of mien, the increase a lot. However, in the battlefield I found that she was still on as before, how small, how weak.
me on the battlefield in addition to some basic magic with some of his comrades to go beyond the medical, I did not do anything.
dangerous time When I am in the protection of all mien.
every time when I faced the cruelty of the enemy magic, unable to feel good, and every time at the critical moment, are Mian save me. In order to save me He often this injury. And I, could do was hate in his side's inability to own.
pain!
addition Mian I have never seen outside of a person with so delicate face. brown eye, tapering hands, his long hair in the wind, tearing, as Mian hair dancing in the wind.
However, there has opened his eyes full of cruelty: The. brown, but the deep of the night.
: and the enemy severely beaten, but still insist on fighting the enemy, all are very anxious, but because powerful enemies are powerless, that the strength of the enemy's strength is not only just Min and his ability, and even on top of already Mian was. But they still crushed Mian, simply refused to give up, and finally the enemy had retreated.
Listen, listen, I burst into tears.
I always look forward to not drag him, always want to help him, but I drag him.
I think, can not drag Mian, Mian I can not always make to protect me. I want to protect him.
I want to protect him.
I the first time that a strong desire to protect a person. Even if I was that person but also to the weak, even though I was unarmed and the weak can say that. I still have that strong desire: I want to protect him.
: I was still uneasy.
but he still did not listen to me stubborn left.
I looked at him with anxiety dissipated in the back of the horizon, one has a prayer. Do not something ah! You know, Tsutomu's body is still weak, ah!
like a mien as God does not listen to my prayer.
: the moment he seems a lot of old.
will not will not hh hh
: the hh's hh
I do not know what they are doing before, I have finished a spell to find Mian.
I burst into tears looking at the broken body Mian.
: run away fast hh hh fine face, brown pupil hh
ah, he is hh
I looked at the motionless clamor filled the brown pupil violence.
Mian Mian hh hh
I keep crazy shouted the name of Mian large, open your mouth, but stunned silent, only the fear of the mouth from me.
: cruel.
hh
that time was when I saved mien.
how could this be? moment I despair, despair than even death itself.
I said I would protect him ah! Why I still like this? so weak, but also less dangerous in the mien of situations, so helpless.
no! no! I want to protect him!
This time, even I was surprised that he was the magic spell of classical read out the strongest, but I also know that weak body like me read it if the outcome of a powerful spell that only the sorrow of death.
pain hit, I know that the attack of is not only painful, it was also accompanied by painful death from.
mien of a trace of a trace of sadness in my eyes, the sad songs like singing mermaid month.
I know that I will no longer see his long hair and robes flying, can not stay quiet look at his eyes around me, not heard him say: Mian was.
always dreamed of making a dream with you to see Yang flowers; stream flow
And do not forget that sparkled like the stars of the cherry petals, all down to you the ~ Min. Reed ~
flame in the blood dripping from her mouth, she was still smiling, smile, I've never seen a stable, it seems at the moment but me and her outside, people of ethnic hatred, unable to witchcraft, and everything does not exist: br> I looked to the horizon, the horizon seems to be able to reach near the skill, but as the impact the courage to come to the last girl, I'm obviously in her grave, but life can not go to her. I read the spell gently raised her to settle down the flowers on the tomb, but burst into tears.
Toru shadow impact melodious sound of the piano cherry trees, the melodious number of sorrow which I have no way to find seq. Guqin cherry covered with her, her blue hair, everything is like when I was with her in the long, long time ago. I know that everything is not elusive and the stunning magic.
gentle smile still Kisaragi sea: This time, for me to protect you.
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