2013年4月16日星期二

roots

Long ago to know "MILFs" the story of the half-face makeup, just have never liked the heroine.
Not because she's having an affair, a woman endowed with both husband completely ignored the pain can be understood.
Just having an affair was called "stolen", after all, not a decent thing, you should keep a low profile unknown, at least no need excitedly spread the news, including women and children rendered.
But Xu Mother personality, she is a woman of the emperor, but let Valentine openly with people lecturing Merry happy with her taste, leaving MILFs, charm, especially memory so erotic allusions.


Day, half face makeup this song heard on TV.
"The night wind gently, blew the candle smoke.
Old peach shiny red face, today tears stealing.
Sitting in a window sill, face the vicissitudes of life on the mirror. Hair with snow, has been cool autumn night.
World role is really to lie on, she has been hard to tell which one is the truth?
In the end, for whom the comb and a half face makeup? '
Poignant and plaintive melody buttressed her pain and frustration from overwhelming me into her world, I gradually came to understand her heart.


Year, that woman Xuzhao Pei Yan peach, half-ashamed semi hi to marry the Southern Liang Yuandi Xiao Yi Wei Fei. Xiao Yi Xiangdong Wang, hand heavily guarding Gangneung.
She is beautiful, smart, longer than poetry, a time when passion Mood for Love, is most in need of men love and sympathy. Which girl mismanagement Huaichun? She longed for a happy married life.


However, she never imagined, Xiao Yi did not love her. And did not love was the case firmly. Xiao Yi does not like Grand Garden Jia Baoyu is then Lianxiangxiyu, "despite relentless moving" very pity for those sisters.
Xiao Yi can not do, despite Xu Zhaopei daily dolled herself, but fails to pique his interest in the slightest. Her melancholy, and I do not know how to do?
She tried to break into the circle of interest Xiao Yi, carefully dressing to attend her husband's poetry receptions, often the literary friends poems Choudui around with Xiao Yi. She's glamorous, she's talented, people humbled and privileged, Xiao Yi is no exception.
But love is people can not tell Road, unknown things. Impressed not equal love, not love, you still do not love.


The Xu Zhaopei really can not think of any way to win the heart of her husband. She give up, and began a life of wine poured worry often drunk.
Xiao Yi to see her, and had to lie to her say, the Administrative too busy, there is really no time to accompany you. Xu Zhaopei understand, he said, are in fact lies.


Whenever the dead of night, Xu Zhaopei to jealously guarding availability, Guzhennanmian. Her mirror self-pity, then blossoming face has been eroded beyond recognition tears every day.
Out the window Petals swirling, Yeliangrushui, no one to give her a little warmth and care. This endless pain and desolation as the endless night tightly wrapped around her!
Once when her fantasy to marry Mr. Right Fuchangfusui, fair lady. The reality is so cruel, own nothing in her husband's mind, her husband loved the other woman. If she is ugly point, stupid point, perhaps I can balance some. But ......


Do so let Huazipiaoling the artesian water? So once the spring to make the roots of old?
The Xu Zhaopei think of the revolt.
He lied to himself no time to withdraw, why do not I absurd on the absurd.
Hear Xiao Yi, she deliberately only when in disguise of a half-face makeup.
A woman powdered wiping rouge, lipstick only apply half of the face, Think Look at what it is like.
At that time, the women are makeup, the "return to the hospital in the heavy wash, Jinhua splash of red mud bowl." One baptism is a pot of red mud soup. The this face strong contrast can imagine!
This is not only ravaging her own beauty, intentionally humiliating someone else's vision.


Sure enough, Xiao Yi sees aback you so why?

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