My love, I don't know what football is from primary school to junior high school, because I'm backward, I only know it and see it, but I haven't played it. I remember that I didn't show interest in football. Once our physics teacher took out some football and some basketball, instead of, I went to football directly.
I went to high school, and there were many students in our cl, so I went to school Gradually let them partite in football, I found that from then on, I began to love football. I often played with them, including football under the sky, football night, etc., as well as the world cup between Korea and Japan. The Chinese team realized their dream of world cup for many years and regarded it as a love of football, such as football weekly and football club music Team, so I began to know a lot of football stars, such as Ronaldo, Shevchenko, Zidane, now very popular with everyone, but compared with my clmates, I know very little, but my favorite is Ronaldinho, he is now playing for Barcelona, he has the ability to surp others, not everyone can do it, it is worth mentioning his fault Of course, if time permits, I would like to say more, so I'd like to stop here to thank my hobby: listening to music my favorite band / Star: windsfamily My father and mother my father's hobbies: Internet my mother's hobby: painting / Art thank you oh my English is breathless.
There is a place in my heart that my soul has never heard of or knows that there is a place in my memory that your love makes me exult and points me in the right direction. I love the silver glow in your hair, and the wrinkled eyebrows, and the warm work of my dear fingers Oh, God bless you, bless you, mother mache.
In other words, there is a deep theme in foreign countries, such as Simon, or burying, lost tribes, or the I Ching, which he doesn't like to write in his opinion. We are all very non chatting topics.
Enjoying the moment hidden in our subconscious mind is an idyllic scene. We see ourselves on a long journey across the continent, ping by the train through the window, our cars on the nearby highway, the children waving at the intersection, the cattle grazing on the remote hillside, drinking in the smoke from the power plant, rows of corn and wheat, row by row Rows of plains and valleys, mountains and hills, city skyline and village halls, but the most important thing in our mind is the final destination at a certain time of one day, we will pull into the station, once we get there, the band will play, the flag will fly, so many beautiful dreams will come true, all parts of our life will be like one It's a complete jigsaw puzzle. We pace the aisles uneasily, cursing the waiting time at the station, "when we get to the station, it's" we cry "when I" buy a new SL Mercedes Benz, "" when I let the last child finish college, "" when I pay off my mortgage, "" when I get promoted, "" when I retire Sooner or later, we must realize that there is no station, no one.
The real joy of life is to travel. The station is just a dream. It constantly surpes us.
"Enjoy the present" is a good motto, especially when combined with the poem "this is the day the Lord has"“ It's not the burden of today that drives people crazy. It's the regret of yesterday and the fear of tomorrow. Regret and fear are twin thieves who have taken away our today.
So don't walk up and down the aisle, go for miles, climb more mountains, eat more ice cream, barefoot, swim more rivers, watch more sunsets, laugh more, cry less. Life must be lived Have a good time, because we walk along the station and we'll be there soon,.