Look to the sky stars, not help as impressed by the beauty of the Star complex: the stars embedded in the vast sky, the constellation to form numerous; different constellation each other to form a seasons with the pattern, showing different forms and glory. elders often say: location? Creator is probably the magic of the fair right to it, and the star that I belong where?
stars is a dream / the sky is the steep change in the subtitle on / when / I turned to a star / toward eternal Sky. boy, I wrote this poem. longs to fly, eager to integrate into the infinite universe is the dream of every boy. slowly, read the book know, want to fly there Las completion of songs. He stars in dense,bobbi brown brushes, scattered distribution in order to see the arrangement of the Creator, in the course of the stars in the rotation and displacement were seen with the harmony of the universe to hear the great sound thin sound.
a summer night, I had a long time looking up the stars. standing in the wilderness, his thoughts are filled in the immense off between Sky, fatigue and tired of living like bathing in the peaceful heart of the stars. heaven's own secret, but ordinary people can not detected. Only in that distant clarity of the night, the grass in the breeze crooning sounds of nature, in the stars in the quiet and everlasting smile, to feel that magical and mysterious. At that time, there is a life from the bottom of the bottom of the touched my heart, a drop of tears of gratitude out of my eyes.
Who am I? Why do I live? What can I hope? The three appeared in the philosophy of the numerous times the day to ask my classmates, at this moment can not help my heart attack on the.
, I think, looking at the position, for the purposes of living beings, have possessed. But nowadays the world of mortal beings,mac make up brushes, life is not dwelling in the state have become the stars, there is no season, no poetry. I do not know when, caught in the buildings in the sky to become narrow and sluggish, also appears to dim the stars and confused. sitting in the number of stars in the night the day,mac cosmetics cake, seems to be the old fairy tale. the city's children, a few stars who can call out the name? humans to put their home as the center of the universe, everything seems to be nothing but matter, all can be understanding and grasp. What are the stars? it but that is a huge,mac blush, cold, suspended In the universe, there is no sense of the stone. modern fast-paced life that people always bow to Fleet of Foot, hurried footsteps. has alienated the earth's human beings, when we can face the sky above?
German photographer Kai Erxi satisfied that there is a work called , be sure to identify the stars made a dream place to start.
night, I turned on the recorder, that support the romantic piano song Richard, in getting away from the stars of the era, he provided a song for my reverie about the stars the maximum possible.
