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Michael Wong: Light up the world of fairy tales


Michael Wong: Light up the world of fairy tales <ul id=\Bright. Quiet. Whirling. The net forest Chhnang, the dress uniform of the young students marching slowly come to light. Without worldly troubles, complicated objects without noise. He came, not accompanied by noise, but it really does hit the headlines numerous; him, more light quiet, but for the public's focus. Mirror closer, since the bottom - shiny shoes, trim the West, white shirt, tie flying, and ... ... boy backlight, and therefore see his face, but a faint smile seems to be absent are clear exceptions. He did not take powder, but a white, a deep white, a simple but not simple white. Light and young all the way forward, through the dense flowers and alienation, joy and silence through the birds, the grass from the forest spacious piano and sat down. Junior thin lips slightly parted, the two words lightly, his hands stretched out, draw the lines in the gorgeous black and white keys, with the sounds toward the sky. Young still seems to be no if it has to smile, still intoxicated, even if surging, the world stunned, but also completely ignored.
Ten years ago, Michael Wong, ten years later, Michael Wong, a student are based on the quality of the line, immersed in his own little world of music, just dream a little dream of their own. As if his heart has been staying in that cardamom's Love. Time is already old, Michael Wong did not.
Michael Wong's voice, not flashy window dressing, there is no \We see, hear, feel, or that the students face juvenile. Only many years later, in a familiar position breakdown of the past fleeting.
Michael Wong song, always being of organizations, sometimes sad earnest, sometimes soft warm. Listen to his songs, just as many windows in the gallery walk, walls and windows, forks, light and dark wrong light blocked by the wall where the cold, warm light pierced the glass place. Michael Wong song, string together a complete story is about a child, from beginning to end.
■ You are heaven
Filled with longing in my heart Why are you looking for the so-called paradise
My piano playing is that you because you do not want to go to my stream
My mind is filled with the name you would like to not have it all no harm ordinary
With your mind is already heaven
Thoughts and rolling endless love than this.
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Love like a vegetable soup, one that wants to be with her for her simple desire to devote full. As experienced over the storm, suddenly find security, which they desperately want to settle down. Once identified, on the dead set, no longer next to the outright. No matter coy, fingers intertwined, and they're holding the whole world. Two of the world is paradise.
Heartbeat ups the first two songs to follow, is in a depression of the time, and the heavens will sink down. Eyes did not move, just look to the front without a focus distance; angle does not move, just under the lips gently with the lyrics; body did not move, but woodenly placed in the ground. Breathing becomes uneven, bore began rolling, eyes gradually, until the blurred vision. A tight left stranded across all of the pain, then sore while being hollowed out. That moment, an \
Miss and love, sometimes honey, sometimes bitter, but not to refuse.
■ The first
Love always in the best season. Garden blossoming, bud release, with modesty, with urgency, but also sweet,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], another loss. Always want to safeguard them, all sorts of pain, fear exalted too tight, hurt at all. Had to search all the way, all the way to cherish.
Love always in the best season, piling up more rhetoric too. However, there is neither beautiful language nor profound words, just a few simple phrases, several montage picture, it will fall into that penetrating portrait of love's young, stand in front.
Love always in the best season. Gestures, with tenderness; brow, melody flow. For the first time that the panic; first hand, unsteadily; first time we kissed, Sese; for the first time rely on, a warm ... ... the total of each sequence carefully, treading on thin ice, there is a fear of Shi Shan, empty arms; each sequence small beats faster but slower pregnant lump, thump heartbeat, difficult to load. I wonder how many for the first time since the foot has been shocked to find flowers, fragrant way.
■ fairy
Usually, I do not watch MV, although does have some beautiful, some amazing, some were, some special effects scenes or even comparable to film, but those are not singing in antiphonal style of interpretation, and sometimes not even the singer. More often, I like to stay in a small quiet room, shut the door, pull the curtains, Bi Yanjing, one dark. And then transferred to fill the whole volume of the music, let your thoughts follow the music ups and downs. See other MV limit my imagination, so listen quietly, quietly thinking, a different feeling to the heart of different songs, one song may be happy, may also be mournful. But that was a moment of their MV, and also his idea of a moment.
General Fairy Tales is a constant at the end of this sentence: Finally, the prince and princess had a happy life. Yes, the fairy tale that can not be finished in this world who wish, in that place born out of this world warm up, some compensation for the real default. Despite some false section, that can not be clear understanding of the Su, gave to comfort. Reality, and who like to stumble, rough Ke Hum? While a good fairy tale, the reality is still cruel. Child is not a prince, but it is the Princess knight to protect themselves. Saying, \Between the advent of the mass, direct teaching Shengsixiangxu. Girl no doubt, just believe, children must not promise a blank, he has all his life, charge for, charged to the girl. Girl no doubt, just believe, children will not live up to Italy, his arms are strong wings to start is a pair of strong big hands, rain wind.
I recommend to have a lot of \But I have yet to read the \Because it is so beautiful, so pure, so the fairy tale, gave me a lot of imagination, but I only wish it selfish heart bursting out in the thousands of bright red, not fixed in the picture in 24 frames per second.
■ If you have a go my friend first letters
A trace of the World, is to look for another and the forward end of a stream. Alone, because the two sides spend only not lonely. A free hand, compared to to do. Do, is to convert unfamiliar, or to a friend's transformation? There are too many projects are decidedly, there are too many phase adjourned fate in another way, is still forever. Is to let each other with a kind of complete happiness, and not by their own strong love tie him down, which also let go.
Since only two of in one, since can not continue to do so to Tanzania to make friends, not to their displacement in each other's world, can only take care of each other, each a good life. A few days ago with low or her smile deep meaning, and now her arms to embrace more than only gradually cooling. Would also like to smartly unless, and I want free and easy to leave, do not want to have embarrassed even the empty smile. Free waiting for you outside the door, the time waiting for me. Although their treasure, but in fact bear the loneliness, or their own. Despite the confidence to find your sky, if injured, and if so frustrated,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], here are your parking bays.
She clearly did not want to leave, but her happiness as their all. Victims, doomed to a solitary grope in the dark candle was out off. But still the phrase: pray for your happiness.
Michael Wong is the most memorable and moving him clean. Sentimental pure and immaculate, that is, love the look. Love, despite the fine writing to make sweet and happy, sometimes with regret and sadness. But it's beautiful, just like extra duty in the garden, numbers are countless. Space-time twist, Michael Wong interpretation vividly, so back to the heart and really look forward to the Mood for Love.

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