tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41486074383945109072012-02-04T21:09:58.367-08:00Tornado Village is a small village I build for myself and the fairies. A place I could hide myself from the storm just for a while. While I was bored, I write you and the fairies some tale I heard from the world out side. Drink some hot water, and listen to my story. Let the time pause for awhile when you are hereby.Fallencypthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12128362554583741497noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148607438394510907.post-52163566960867466942009-09-07T09:36:00.000-07:002009-09-10T11:56:14.599-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzCOnMkUjeI/SqU21mPMFmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kx9lluk_420/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 411px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzCOnMkUjeI/SqU21mPMFmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kx9lluk_420/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378765624389146210" border="0" /></a>It's 3 o clock in the morning. Wind forced open the window, come in my room and help himself flying all of my papers on the floor. It has been two hour I keep myself awake, thinking about all the non-sense about the future, I was incapable of being in this very moment. Rain in the air scatter on my face, but my heart was at somewhere else. Somewhere in the pass...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzCOnMkUjeI/SqlGK-VdUqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/qaZbezG5Sc4/s1600-h/2+replace.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 475px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzCOnMkUjeI/SqlGK-VdUqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/qaZbezG5Sc4/s320/2+replace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379908384216404642" border="0" /></a><br />Idle in front of the stormy sky, raging wind asked me go back to sleep, but I didn't.<br />I have found the beauty of the rain.<br />Maybe you would, one day.<br />Blue is the taste, most ppl don't like it.<br />Just like Heineken, bitter sweet. Taste like<br />... life.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4148607438394510907-5216356696086746694?l=tornadovillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fallencypthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12128362554583741497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148607438394510907.post-74584373646637991002009-03-28T21:39:00.000-07:002009-04-10T01:08:25.194-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzCOnMkUjeI/Sc7-MEME5nI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GlIyLp_yvq0/s1600-h/flat_Yun_school+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 434px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzCOnMkUjeI/Sc7-MEME5nI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GlIyLp_yvq0/s400/flat_Yun_school+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318467693207414386" border="0" /></a><br />云真的不懂为什么要一个学校要建立在车城郊外约五里远的山丘上<br />更不明白自己为什么要上学了<br /><br />真不知道上学有什么好的<br />世间上还能有什么比上课更折磨人的事呢？<br />云自己想着 随着下课铃声逃离这监狱<br /><br />灰风轻易的夺走云指间的试卷 在风中戏弄着<br />而天边的乌云蓬勃开战 眼前一场不可避免的暴风雨就快来了<br />云加快脚步往地平线上的城市冲刺<br /><br />今天她的心情就象快爆发的暴风雨般<br />不开心在她的嘴角明显的拉扯着<br />感觉全世界都在挑衅着她一样<br /><br />哗啦！嚎雨的交响曲已经在耳边响起<br />不到一会将云身上仅存最后一处干燥的地方<br />都浇湿了<br /><br />屈服的放慢了脚步<br />看看眼前层层雨帘后面灰色城市的剪影<br />云发觉自己其实连家也不想回<br />顿时没了去向<br /><br />心中压抑着伤感渐渐在雨中萌发<br />其实她自己也不知道在伤心什么<br /><br />下着坡<br />云拨开雨帘躲进了路上一个破烂的雨亭<br />其实这是她第一次注意到这雨亭的存在<br /><div style="width: 300px;"><object width="300" height="110"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/e5iP7EhcLe/aus=false/"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/e5iP7EhcLe/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"></embed></object><div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"><div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/"><br /></a></div><form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"><div style="padding-top: 3px;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=e5iP7EhcLe" rel="nofollow"></a></div></form></div></div><br /><a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/F_-GWHI/music/q85ZuBIY/robin-spielberg-turn-the-page/"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4148607438394510907-7458437364663799100?l=tornadovillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fallencypthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12128362554583741497noreply@blogger.com0