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I u sed to sit in on lots of classes I hadn't even signed up for.

校园生活很有趣，我常去旁听我没选修的课。

I am a wilful child perhaps My mother was spoiled child I wayward I hope Every moment As beautiful as crayons I hope The white paper in love can draw Draw clumsy freedom Draw a never Tears in eyes Sky A sky plumage and leaves A green night and apples I want to paint in the morning Under the picture Can see the smile Under the picture all the young No pain of love She hadn't seen clouds Her eyes are clear color She looked at me forever Forever, watching Never suddenly fell away I want to paint distant scenery Under the picture of the horizon and the water is clear Painted many happy river Under the picture Lightly covered with fluff I let them get very close Let them fall in love Let each one Each a silent spring throb Have become a little birthday I also want to paint in the future I haven't seen her, it is impossible But know that she is very beautiful I painted her coat of autumn Under the burning candle painting and maple leaf Painted many because love her And out of the heart Under the picture Draw a woke up early The glass wrappers above And the fairy tales illustrations I am a wilful child I want to wipe away all the unfortunate I think in the earth Painted with Windows Let all habits dark eyes All light I want to paint surface Draw a frame under a higher than the mountains Draw down the Orient Under the picture A voice of limitless Finally, in the paper Angle I also want to paint Draw a koala He sat on the dark jungle in Victoria Sit quietly branches Become speechless He had no home No one in the distance He only, many The same dream. Berries And a big, big eyes I hope think But I wonder why I didn't receive crayons Don't get a color moment I only have me My fingers and trauma Only the pieces Love her Let them go looking for a butterfly Let them vanish from today I was a child A mother is spoiled child fantasies I wayward

我是一个任性的孩子也许我是被妈妈宠坏的孩子我任性我希望每一个时刻都像彩色蜡笔那样美丽我希望能在心爱的白纸上画画画出笨拙的自由画下一只永远不会流泪的眼睛一片天空一片属于天空的羽毛和树叶一个淡绿的夜晚和苹果我想画下早晨画下露水所能看见的微笑画下所有最年轻的没有痛苦的爱情她没有见过阴云她的眼睛是晴空的颜色她永远看着我永远，看着绝不会忽然掉过头去我想画下遥远的风景画下清晰的地平线和水波画下许许多多快乐的小河画下丘陵长满淡淡的绒毛我让它们挨得很近让它们相爱让每一个默许每一阵静静的春天悸动都成为一朵小花的生日我还想画下未来我没见过她，也不可能但知道她很美我画下她秋天的风衣画下那些燃烧的烛火和枫叶画下许多因为爱她而熄灭的心画下婚礼画下一个个早早醒来的节日上面贴着玻璃糖纸和北方童话的插图我是一个任性的孩子我想擦去一切不幸我想在大地上画满窗子让所有习惯黑暗的眼睛都习惯光明我想画下风画下一架比一架更高大的山岭画下来东方民族的渴望画下大海无边无际愉快的声音最后，在纸角上我还想画下自己画下一只树熊他坐在维多利亚深色的丛林里坐在安安静静的树枝上发愣他没有家没有一颗留在远处的心他只有，许许多多浆果一样的梦和很大很大的眼睛我在希望在想但不知为什么我没有领到蜡笔没有得到一个彩色的时刻我只有我我的手指和创痛只有撕碎那一张张心爱的白纸让它们去寻找蝴蝶让它们从今天消失我是一个孩子一个被幻想妈妈宠坏的孩子我任性

At that time he will be advised by his shaikh, in the words of Sayyid al-Kharraz,'Perfection is not in exhibitions of miraculous powers, but perfection is to sit among people, sell and buy, marry and have children; and yet never leave the presence of Allah even for one moment.'

在那时，他将被他的导师建议，用Sayyid al-Kharraz的话来说；'完美不在展示奇迹上，但是完美在于与人们在一起，买卖、结婚生子，却从未离开过安拉，那怕一刻。

The pilgrims sit and talk withus, de Saddhus, and we tell them de ancient history of de place,andthey go home with peace of mind.whatever de pilgrim has in his mind, hecan search for it here.

朝圣者坐下来和我们交谈，我们向他们诉说Saddbus这个地方的古代历史，他们便持着心灵的平静归去。无论朝圣者心里想什么，他们都可以在这里找寻到

I can not just sit besides and see all these happen to my dearest son. Never.I would rather sacrify my own life for that risk.

也许根本从一开始就没有停过，只是我最近才开始同我儿子在这方面的沟通。

I sit at my window this morning where the world like a pass-by stops for a moment,nods to me and goes.

我今晨坐在窗前，世界如一个路人似的，停留了一会，向我点点头又走过去了。

I sit at my window this morning where the world like a pass-by stops for a moment,nods to me and goes.

不要因为峭壁是高的，便让你的爱情坐在峭壁上。

I sit at my window this moring where the world like a pass-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes.

我今晨坐在窗前，世界如同一个路人似的，停留了一会，向我点点头又走过去了。

I sit my window this morning where the world like a pass-by stops for a moment ,nods to me and goes...

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I sit at my windows this morning where the world like a pass-by stop for a moment. nods to me and goes.

今晨我坐在窗前，尘世如一个过客，在那驻足片刻，向我点点头便走了。

Plunder melds and run with this jewel!

掠夺melds和运行与此宝石！

My dream is to be a crazy growing tree and extend at the edge between the city and the forest.

此刻，也许正是在通往天国的路上，我体验着这白色的晕旋。