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Sometimes Ringo is lost in idle fancies. Misgiving about the future, distress for existence. Wrong faiths and right ways. And thinking about the world, me or them.

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

About winter


Winter has come. Cold winds blow harsh. Maples are falling down, trees are being bare. It is nature’s circulation system lasting everlasting. People’s minds follow this cycle. In winter they feel lonely and look for someone. Severe cold make us painful, but we know spring will come again, so we endure. Because we know flowers bloom again, fading away for winter is not sad.

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