tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40056332266120475262024-03-13T03:52:17.671-07:00G by GIANCARLO生活的一切GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-48078786149155807252013-04-05T08:31:00.001-07:002013-04-05T08:31:12.428-07:00画画<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8b4KD5G47IA/UV7sn3necNI/AAAAAAAAANY/Dt-TQ8o6W08/s1600/012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8b4KD5G47IA/UV7sn3necNI/AAAAAAAAANY/Dt-TQ8o6W08/s320/012.jpg" width="252" /></a>以前画了一张喜欢的图,<br />
就可以一连得意好几天,<br />
决得自己是个天才...<br />
<br />
渐渐的,<br />
画了一张喜欢的图,<br />
就只能高兴一下下,<br />
只高兴一下子就全忘记了....<br />
<br />
一千画了一张烂图,<br />
会难过好一阵子,<br />
觉得自己真是个蠢材...<br />
<br />
现以如果画了一张烂图,<br />
就打定主意要立刻忘记他...<br />
人长大了,总懂得放舍自己的感情和记忆...GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-67837208777729047282012-06-11T07:00:00.000-07:002012-06-11T07:01:22.713-07:00落差<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center;">我梦想了好几个世纪,终于可以飘上太空,</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center;">飘上太空,那儿美不胜收,无拘无束,</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center;">真好... ....</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center;">我飘上太空,那儿安安静静,空空荡荡,</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center;">真好.. ...</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center;">但今天突然想吃豆花、看电视、</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center;">为花草浇水、帮小猫瘙痒、</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center;">想念巷口的芝麻饼……</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center;">我进入梦想,怀念现实,</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center;">真好...</span>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-46346479281845946792011-07-18T08:55:00.000-07:002011-07-18T09:41:46.799-07:00藏起来的人<p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5960Nqq4V0Q/TiRhFcG2uBI/AAAAAAAAALM/dtnuduftTpI/s1600/56.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630732180192147474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5960Nqq4V0Q/TiRhFcG2uBI/AAAAAAAAALM/dtnuduftTpI/s320/56.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div align="left">我们五个人努力伸长手臂,<br />才将大树抱住,<br />树后有两个人,<br />可惜你看不见...<br /><br />我们还可以听见他们在后面说笑话,<br />可惜你们也听不到....<br /><br />躲在我们背后的人,<br />我们总是假装他们不存在...<br /><br />看不见,听不见....<br /><br />现在树后还是有两个人,<br />我们还是假装他们不存在...<br /></div><br /><div align="left">看不见,听不见...</div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-40670835777395524242011-05-19T20:34:00.000-07:002011-05-19T20:53:35.004-07:00错过<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qepSAsPyf88/TdXlBcMy-7I/AAAAAAAAALA/GBO1fIkJoeo/s1600/39a.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608640723872316338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qepSAsPyf88/TdXlBcMy-7I/AAAAAAAAALA/GBO1fIkJoeo/s320/39a.jpg" /></a>我站在你面前,<br />对你微笑..<br />对你说话...<br /><br />你说你不认识我,一点印象也没有。<br />我不禁开始怀疑自己的记忆,我真的见过你吗?<br /><br /><br />那个春天早晨,我从秋千跌落下来,<br />替我拍落灰尘, 送给我一直棒棒糖...<br />安慰我别哭得那个人不是你吗?....<br /><br />我早该忘记你,<br />只要记住..<br /><br />棒棒糖微甜美的好滋味<br />... ...GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-90866082028472947752011-02-28T07:12:00.000-08:002011-02-28T07:45:32.144-08:00靡靡人生<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578766887305799618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4IS2WNsmfGg/TWvC7SqS58I/AAAAAAAAAK4/gdukKBmgZYs/s320/50.jpg" /><br /><div align="center">唱到后来, 大家都累了,</div><div align="center">只有你依然生猛的嘶吼着。</div><br /><br />当一首情歌出现, 我们都得要安静,<br />听你边哭边唱到最后。<br />然后递给你面纸和一杯红酒,<br />然后来宾掌声鼓励。<br />然后若无其事的继续唱着歌<br /><br />明天起...<br />我们都要勇敢地面对美丽人生<br /><div align="center">不是吗?</div></div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-5256797444309442172011-02-19T08:38:00.000-08:002011-02-19T08:45:00.798-08:00圈子<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xx8CrKT50ps/TV_zdB7JdxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FnqzWtOdRt0/s1600/021.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575442543766238994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xx8CrKT50ps/TV_zdB7JdxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FnqzWtOdRt0/s320/021.jpg" /></a> 他们不停的地开门关门,<br /><div>门开了又关...</div><div>关了又开...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>他们不停的寻找对方,</div><div>找着了又分手...</div><div>分手后又继续寻找....</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div> </div><div>又在寻找...</div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-79120654473146330442011-01-21T08:28:00.000-08:002011-01-21T08:51:37.705-08:00山楂树之恋<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TTm4cwYxYvI/AAAAAAAAAKc/BfH8Rp3Q0Gw/s1600/hi.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564681618757608178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TTm4cwYxYvI/AAAAAAAAAKc/BfH8Rp3Q0Gw/s320/hi.jpg" /></a> "<em>我等不到你一年零一个月..</em> <div><em>我也等不到你二十五岁..</em></div><div><em>但是我会等你一辈子......"</em></div><br /><div></div><div>山楂树连两颗心,</div><div>红花如是血,</div><div>白花就是情,</div><div>满树的鲜花,越看不见他...</div><div>我要变做山楂花,</div><div>随他化作泥土,</div><div>在这里安家...</div><br /><div></div><div>p/s: 真爱被压迫在封建还有道德之间, 难以取舍..</div><div>或者一死,让他们能够相聚实现诺言...以山楂花做诺言...</div><div>化作泥土,永远在一起......</div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dKIxkmrim70&feature=related">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dKIxkmrim70&feature=related</a></div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-59209120433080650052010-12-23T07:31:00.000-08:002010-12-23T07:48:13.358-08:00井底<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TRNtSm0rMxI/AAAAAAAAAKM/JpPCdoigA7A/s1600/004.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553902931904508690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TRNtSm0rMxI/AAAAAAAAAKM/JpPCdoigA7A/s320/004.jpg" /></a>掉落井底,<br /><div>我大声呼喊,</div><div>等待救援....</div><br /><div>天黑了,黯然低头...</div><br /><div></div><div>才发现水面满是闪烁的星光,</div><div>我在最深的绝望里...</div><div>遇见了最美丽的惊喜,</div><div></div><div>是我没有看过的美丽....</div><br /><div></div><div><em>(p/s: 我很渴望外面的世界/国家, 我真得很想出去, 想起来...我们应该看好现在美丽,珍惜.</em><em>)</em></div><div></div><div>"平安夜快乐"</div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-78325279930764831442010-11-18T10:07:00.000-08:002010-11-18T10:18:35.072-08:00等待...两难...再见<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TOVtwQlWIdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/k-oDtgq6SGc/s1600/009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540955592402018770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TOVtwQlWIdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/k-oDtgq6SGc/s320/009.jpg" /></a> 刹那间, 湖水消退, 小船搁浅了... 一朵乌云飘来, 又缓缓离去...<br /><br />我期盼快来的一场狂烈的大雨来改变这一切!<br /><br />我已经厌倦, 这进退两难困境...<br /><br />一朵云缓缓飘来, 又缓缓飘去...<br />一朵云缓缓飘来, 又缓缓离去...<br /><br />再见, 我决定靠我自己... </div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-60731731813743029842010-10-12T08:45:00.000-07:002010-10-12T08:57:11.362-07:00笑一个 (生日快乐!)<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TLSFD2EzGDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/J8nYxiFMPBk/s1600/10.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527188943792183346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TLSFD2EzGDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/J8nYxiFMPBk/s320/10.jpg" /></a> 他们叫我拿着奖项, 对着镜头笑... 我好像回家.<br /><br />他们要我用30秒的时间, 说出灵感的来源...<br />我想回家.<br /><br />我感到害羞难堪, 甚至痛苦...<br />我想回家.<br /><br />我把奖项随手丢进街角的垃圾桶里, 跑回家...<br />至于那张作品现在在哪里,<br />我一点也不在乎...<br /><br />只要我回家了, 因为今天是我的生日...<br />我想念我的家人 :) </div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-64892859050996311822010-09-10T10:47:00.000-07:002010-09-10T11:07:36.087-07:00九月十号 阴<div align="right"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TIpxNftnebI/AAAAAAAAAJo/jFOVQ75p7cQ/s1600/010.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 237px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515345170333661618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TIpxNftnebI/AAAAAAAAAJo/jFOVQ75p7cQ/s320/010.jpg" /></a>雨停了...<br />树上的水珠仍不时落下,<br />一阵风吹过,<br />水滴滴答答地在我伞上跳舞...<br /></div><div align="right"><br />神秘的龙猫真的来了吗?<br />可惜我忘了替它多带一把伞...</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right">望着以前走过的街道,</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">街灯依然光亮, 它也照不到以前的脸孔...</div><div align="right">繁华的街道背后藏着寂寞的我..</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right">我一个人拿着雨伞,向前走....</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right">龙猫最后也没有来... ....</div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-19957322938415007942010-08-29T07:34:00.000-07:002010-08-29T07:46:29.261-07:00伪装的疲累<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/THpyR_k4-OI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PjMjOMsud1Q/s1600/bear01.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510842747490728162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/THpyR_k4-OI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PjMjOMsud1Q/s320/bear01.jpg" /></a>大家都说做人好累, <div>我也这么觉得...<br /></div><div></div><div>要戴上假发,</div><div>戴上面具,</div><div>戴上眼镜,</div><div>戴上笑容...</div><div>穿上内衣,</div><div>穿上外衣,</div><div>再穿上外套...<br /></div><div></div><div>穿上内裤,</div><div>穿上外裤,<br />再系上皮带...<br /></div><div></div><div>穿上袜子,</div><div>穿上鞋子,</div><div>再绑上鞋带...<br /></div><div></div><div>天天都得如此, 直到上天堂...</div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-75782279501843667102010-08-19T08:09:00.000-07:002010-08-19T08:24:09.076-07:00Domo's 告别式 (15/5/2010) RIP<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TG1L-OGMt6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MQZIOvjthg0/s1600/36.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507141451652052898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TG1L-OGMt6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MQZIOvjthg0/s320/36.jpg" /></a>“DOMO, 也就是我的狗, 没人向与你告别 所以大家眼眶红红的..<br />我站在一角, 俯视着你...<br />家人想念着你...<br />四面白色的布幕飘动着, 冲动地哭起来..<br />以前我每一天都看见你..<br />脑中不自觉地构思了一本三年来的情节,<br />我对不起你, 也可能是我们缘尽..<br />我以后的日子,你都不在,你也对不起我...”<br /><br /><br />p/s: 我很想念你,每一刻...安息吧..我会开心的<br />(亲!最后一次,因为我再也亲不到你...我以前的狗狗都会在天堂照顾你的,你们都在那里等我)</div><div align="center"> </div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-36398297681914344142010-08-03T07:58:00.001-07:002010-08-03T08:15:11.074-07:00花 (爱情篇)<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TFgxtYYv4OI/AAAAAAAAAJI/v2U20ad_81E/s1600/33a.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501201600543187170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TFgxtYYv4OI/AAAAAAAAAJI/v2U20ad_81E/s320/33a.jpg" /></a>他们说爱情的花儿, 不断会从天上散落, 寻爱的人如果在同一秒同时接到爱情花,<br />将会开始疯狂恋爱...<br />不分年龄,性别,时空,没人可以阻扰...<br /><br />可惜,<br />两人的花儿时效不一,<br />缘断情灭后请继续仰头耐性等待...<br />下一个爱情花的落下...<br /><br />爱情的花儿,<br />不停地落下...<br />有人一生应接不暇,<br />有人终于漏接... </div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-58446862547493080262010-07-27T09:45:00.000-07:002010-07-27T09:57:28.149-07:00告别<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TE8PirZjx4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/AvuC2D9Y-2o/s1600/15.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 313px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498630758482560898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TE8PirZjx4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/AvuC2D9Y-2o/s320/15.jpg" /></a> 小鸭..<br />小船..<br />小渡轮..<br /><br />拜拜!我不再想你们, 不再爱你们了..<br /><br />昨天爸爸妈妈大吵一架..<br />夜里我们抱在一起哭了好久,<br />现在你们还感到害怕吗?<br /><br />以后再也听不到争吵的声音了..<br />这一切都是为了你们好..<br /><br />再见了!<br />不要为我担心..<br />再见了我的童年...<br />我想念你们..GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-15932149742078182172010-06-23T09:08:00.000-07:002010-06-23T09:17:38.089-07:00避雨<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TCIzeL-x3tI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ttCgLHxu2OQ/s1600/23.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486003889795882706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/TCIzeL-x3tI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ttCgLHxu2OQ/s320/23.jpg" /></a> 她在暗处,他在亮出... 她在左边,他在右边...<br />他看她,他也看见她...<br /><br /><br />他知道她在看他,<br />她也知道他假装不看她...<br /><br />大部分的时间,他们都是看着永不停歇的大雨...<br /><br />滴滴答答地从灰蒙的天际一直落下,<br />他们都在等雨停,然后离开?<br />就像所有人一样?<br />是否还记得那次的躲雨?<br /></div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-3876013798024074382010-05-08T11:03:00.000-07:002010-05-08T11:13:43.965-07:00白云 (妈妈,母亲节快乐)<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/S-Wpam1KM5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/P4FIPHi-m2E/s1600/002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468963597076542354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/S-Wpam1KM5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/P4FIPHi-m2E/s320/002.jpg" /></a> 终于明白,<br />一个人是无法抵挡所有事情的,<br />有时候一朵白云 也会让人窒息,<br /><br /><br />妈妈的耐力...像<br />风轻柔吹散阴影,<br /><br /><br />妈妈的努力...像<br />小鸟轻松的穿过云朵,<br /><br /><br />微风能够做到, 我未必能...<br />小鸟能够做到, 我未必能...<br /><br /><br />您能够做到的, 我未必能... ...<br /><br /><br />妈妈!母亲节快乐...<br />我会开心你与我的小世界同在<br /></div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-84410439148830860452010-04-13T17:59:00.000-07:002010-04-13T18:04:51.565-07:00孤独<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/S8UUlrlF1MI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/y6eZiNU1OdM/s1600/12.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459792760842605762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/S8UUlrlF1MI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/y6eZiNU1OdM/s320/12.jpg" /></a><br /><div>伤心难过的时候</div><div>朋友怎么都刚好</div><div>消失无影...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>卧倒雪地,</div><br /><div>三天三夜...</div><br /><div></div><div>可能也没有人会发现...</div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-50656846669362373822010-03-29T09:32:00.002-07:002010-03-29T09:43:31.482-07:00等待<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/S7DYWbNyl3I/AAAAAAAAAII/hryD68U-Aik/s1600/022.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454097028519991154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/S7DYWbNyl3I/AAAAAAAAAII/hryD68U-Aik/s320/022.jpg" /></a>她不知不觉地漫步到他们约会的老地方,<br />然后开始等他...<br /><br />她不知不觉地想象他走来时的神采笑容,<br />感到满心欢喜...<br /><br />她不知不觉地因为他的迟到而担心害怕<br />眼泪一滴滴掉下来...<br /><br />最后,他还是没有...<br />但是,天空是多么晴朗美好的一天...GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-92037517649894710862010-03-19T11:15:00.000-07:002010-03-19T11:21:56.340-07:00橘子的味道 (情人篇)<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/S6PAZ4jgfQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lLcfwTsBDBM/s1600-h/023a.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 232px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450411524959010050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/S6PAZ4jgfQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lLcfwTsBDBM/s320/023a.jpg" /></a><em>走到走到...</em><br /><em>来到了果园, 看见树上都长满了橘..</em><br /><br />他们合作摘取树上的橘子..<br /><br /><br />其实橘子还未熟,酸得无法入口..<br /><br />但这有什么关系呢?..<br /><br />爱情的甜蜜, 早让他们完全失去了味觉,<br /><br />不管吃什么,<br /><br />全都是甜蜜蜜的...GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-50664700412104578842010-03-17T08:00:00.000-07:002010-03-17T08:15:34.154-07:00无心<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/S6Dw6YO1uxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yAZGPskC0s8/s1600-h/007a.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449620434846071570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/S6Dw6YO1uxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yAZGPskC0s8/s320/007a.jpg" /></a> 他摘下溪边的野花, 不断练习说各种甜言蜜语.<br /><br />"<em>你是我的宝贝!</em>"..<br />"<em>我永远爱你!</em>"....<br />"<em>你让我完美!</em>"...<br /><br />可惜最后男孩没有勇气把花送给他,<br />只好随手的将花丢进溪里,<br /><br />花朵竟如石头般沉入水底,<br />并发出悲痛的声音...<br /></div><div align="center">"<em>对不起,我是无心的...</em>" </div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-75562928052324443212010-03-16T06:49:00.000-07:002010-03-16T06:57:46.286-07:00木头<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/S5-ONjUkK4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/rmMCcceZMlM/s1600-h/32.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 317px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449230437612530562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/S5-ONjUkK4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/rmMCcceZMlM/s320/32.jpg" /></a> 像一块木头, 静静的漂动.. <div>天上的云, 飞过的野鹤, 随它去吧..</div><div>错过的机会, 心伤的过往, 随它去吧...</div><br /><div></div><div>像一块木头, 静静的漂动..</div><div>我的小小池塘里,</div><div>无止尽地幻想在大洋上流浪....</div><br /><div>在我的池塘里,</div><div>一块木头,我永远也不会沉下去</div><div>...</div><div>...</div><div>.......</div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-45615594534561156482009-12-24T07:46:00.000-08:002009-12-24T08:00:51.775-08:00Gloomy Chrismax'09<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/SzOQFiYah-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/36yd6O4H40M/s1600-h/1236740760518.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418833201459791842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sMogvmsSmak/SzOQFiYah-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/36yd6O4H40M/s320/1236740760518.jpg" /></a><br />不知道为什么<br /><br />从几时开始...<br /><br />船对水说:<br /><br />"<em>我可以独立了,不再需要你当我的路</em>."<br /><br />水没出声..<br />只觉得船或许有自己的能力了...<br /><br /><br /><br />可是船没有了水怎么行走呢?<br /><br /><br /><br />(妈,对不起..圣诞我却忘了你,对不起...真的对不起...)<br /><br /><br /><br />船和水本来就是一起的东西...<br /><br />应该互相付出...<br /><br /><br /><br />(对不起...)<br /></div>GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-49625547111374929462009-11-04T08:13:00.000-08:002009-11-04T08:18:49.651-08:00名利 (自力更生篇)一直以来<br />我不能缺少的就是名利,<br />我不懂得为什么我不能没有它...<br />犹如一幅身体需要华丽的衣服,<br />但远古名画都用裸体,有如不渴望什么名利..<br />但是对不起,把眼前放回来,我是现代人..<br />我也会需要漂亮华丽的衣服...<br />衣服同时也不能和别人同时穿上,<br />因为是没有人能够做到的...<br />我只能说,但承德明对自己的想法..<br />因为这就是我...GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4005633226612047526.post-67847055616410404042009-10-13T08:26:00.000-07:002009-10-13T08:40:56.285-07:0010月13日 (私人篇)在10月12日...<br />我很感动,有关科技的东西,<br />都响个不停...好像在提醒着我什么似的..<br />电话声.....响个不停..<br />身边却只有一人,因为都深夜了...<br />有点伤心但祝福让我今晚变得会发光似的..<br />一个人生活,有祝福也可以很开心...<br />除了感动,我没有其他的可以说。。<br />满满的真诚祝福让我受宠若惊...<br />谢谢!!<br />真得谢谢大家!<br />生日快乐,伟弘...GianCarlOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16679213548610974158noreply@blogger.com1