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Wysłany: Pią 21:57, 08 Kwi 2011 Temat postu: The window still life |
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office window is a fixed landscape. Whenever I have spare time looking out.
windows facing north as lively bright windows face south, there is no road street Cartier replica, only the rough floor and the rough thin trees, are all still life.
still life has changed. Warm days when the leaves on the branches green, little by little extended to flourish with the season, with the ultimate; then, little by little with the seasons and the decline of the color of bare ground is consistent with the cement, and match the color of winter. House is also a long, long ago, or a piece of ground, but highlight a few days there in front of a building. With my eyes again and again to change the still life unconsciously, life is meaningless to carry out such a pending order.
Who Still no life? The wind, the front of the tree with leaves gently stroking the floor, an innocent girl's charming appearance. F Omega replica, no wind when the tree is relatively silent on such a standing silently, really like an old couple, after being so love each other after the storm, go to
rush of people running around in the trees, in building the house anxious, still life, the elderly are as generous kind, silently watching their children's impetuous, laughter Cartier watches, sadness, and thus reveals the unique hardships for the elderly The philosophical and helpless.
lush foliage of the day, still life and the world share the happiness of family life; leaf litter is dry, still life and the world sharing the storm. Still have to exist to such a madding crowd, silently observe that one of their own responsibilities.
When the night covered all of the still life, I was alone, journeying with them in the eye Breitling, looking at himself as if into another state, the feeling and I have not, as the still life, but Benjamin the big Buddha. In case the pet does not panic, the case of pet anger, detached. So I asked myself: when I can achieve such a state? Bursts of shrill ringing of the phone snapped me back to reality, so I had out of the door and joining the rush of crowds.
helpless, I specifically added the two basins in the windowsill chrysanthemum, the subjective is to beautify the environment, the objective can be considered a little tribute to the still life now. |
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