又是一个可爱的兔子. 比兔巴哥有过之而无不及. 偶对兔子还是很有好感的, 当然, 只限于像卡通上的. 实际上, 一只真实的兔子往往能抹去我对它们的一切良好评价. 不过这只有着蓝宝石一般眼睛的兔子, 毛茸茸的一身, 加上那毛球似的尾巴, 以及绝对适合啃萝卜的门牙, 绝对是偶心目中又一个不同于巴哥的光辉形象.
说起兔子, 自然而然想起实验室为一个又一个已知事实或者为一个又一个尚未发现的有用或毫无用处的发现而前仆后继的兔子们. 虽然我没有亲自动手KILL一只兔子, 不过至少还是做过帮凶. 在此纪念那些温柔不咬人的兔子们.
同时, 记住这只来自Disney的可爱的兔子ALEC吧.
Music becomes my consuming passion the moment I encountered it. It’s hard to trace when and how I stepped into the world of music, yet I really derive a lot of pleasure from it which paints my life.
Music, which I think has no border, represents different countries, different cultures, different parts of society, different emotions of human beings, no matter whether it is rock, punk, folk or rap. There’s everything.
Music, which I like to be listened to when my soul calms down with my body relaxed, always reminds me of the days that melt in my life. It brings me back to the good old days dotted in my colorful minds where air was fresh and sunshine elegant. And I retrieve those feelings which seem to be wonderful. Music is the bank in which we store our most valuable possession-the memories that give meaning and depth to our lives.
Music, as a song sings, could heal souls. With the power, any clouds in our soul will be eliminated, if you get the meaning of what real music really means.
So, I fell in love with music, with no doubt.
Autumn must have been deleted from SJZ, as if i can touch the coming winter. My hometown is now burning in the sun while I suddenly fall into a deep freezing cave. Well, when I get accustomed to the changes, now the wind no longer feels so biting, and somehow I feel like I would love the wind.
I heard the sound of firecrackers far away (sometimes i wonder if it is Spring Festival) as I was walking back to classroom. And I looked up at sky, the sun was trying to cast his glow through the clouds. All of a sudden, I got a tender feeling that I hadn't felt for years which reminded me of the days when I was a child.
I used to live in the 5th floor of a flat, and there's a courtyard with some trees planted, and I can see the field surrounded by the buildings through my window. As winter came, I like to see Jack Frost and open my window to feel the cold breeze. Then a ray of sunshine would paint my days with joy, and rime that ornamented the field with sweet.
You know this feeling could cheer all day.
My mates are traveling or going to travel during the nine-day-long vacation. I really don't know if i love travelling, and the latest long journey was years ago when i was a child. And all a child thought was just play and make fun of himself.
I'm not going anywhere.
May you all have a good vacation.
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