tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25727820374843892922024-02-02T12:03:50.030+08:00身边的美好人情世故Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-79518344871929415622010-04-02T21:16:00.005+08:002010-04-02T21:33:57.731+08:00我们这一大家庭是闪亮星星?<span style="color:#cccccc;"></span><span style="color:#cccccc;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBT97VhFygwSf-P5fI_VveDiWJ8qvb3AGlKCJTVIikj2sB0unZgL5L-VtbaBnA0AeItVdvUx4AFN8rLSuC9a5-md5zwUKga_AIDNnxek_CB_KyUHl4238d5dn3iETblgXrDwypr1wbtpB2/s1600/imagesCA6SZZGA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455531491015657554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBT97VhFygwSf-P5fI_VveDiWJ8qvb3AGlKCJTVIikj2sB0unZgL5L-VtbaBnA0AeItVdvUx4AFN8rLSuC9a5-md5zwUKga_AIDNnxek_CB_KyUHl4238d5dn3iETblgXrDwypr1wbtpB2/s320/imagesCA6SZZGA.jpg" border="0" /></a> 是谁<span style="color:#cccccc;">从我天空</span>摘走了 星星 <div>一转眼 </div><div>眉头聚满乌云</div><div>从来<span style="color:#cccccc;">快乐悲伤</span>都<span style="color:#cccccc;">自己横行</span></div><div>忘了 <span style="color:#cccccc;">我</span>也值得<span style="color:#000000;">被关心</span></div><br /><div></div><div><span style="color:#cccccc;">我们</span> 这一家</div><div><span style="color:#cccccc;">有</span>百家户</div><br /><div></div><div>各家<span style="color:#cccccc;">每一位</span>的双手</div><div>都 <span style="color:#cccccc;">在为同一个伟大</span></div><div>的 梦 想 前进</div><div><span style="color:#cccccc;">口烂手破</span> 的</div><div>向完成 <span style="color:#cccccc;">梦想之路</span> </div><div><span style="color:#cccccc;">驶去</span></div><br /><div></div><div>还有什么<span style="color:#cccccc;">值得追求</span></div><div>还有什么<span style="color:#cccccc;">可以拥有</span></div><br /><div></div><div>大家<span style="color:#cccccc;">失去了说话的权力</span></div><div>我 也</div><div><span style="color:#cccccc;">不评 不说 不语</span></div><div>大家放耳 </div><div>全心地去<span style="color:#cccccc;">聆听</span></div><div><span style="color:#cccccc;">大哥</span>说的话</div><br /><div></div><div>为了<span style="color:#cccccc;">完成 </span>试着去<span style="color:#cccccc;">办到<br /></span>爸妈的期望与盼望</div><div>我们每户人家</div><div>尽力<span style="color:#cccccc;">心连心。</span></div>Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-88200971515818171802010-04-02T20:30:00.006+08:002010-04-02T21:34:53.946+08:00强颜欢笑与怯直视双眼<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyiFTzYoFv-A6qTRYeF-bViLPbOeMU6SIo9y3WEtsnVVNMcJniKSd0UO_c7gbajcSZO5GSTw8Bw7Xys-niyEsDLSyYAeZdSonCPihCfQyLd3k0OgXigeU13ETiAfxmjBHn6xxmP6VFhGxW/s1600/normal_1190021083%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455528276144811362" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQe5ed2WRHHpsi79A4t18sl68FqUAu_KYXJRnA5BLdv98KIbPkGjPh63yEAWXOHkzzOK0aY7Q_YTN14vckFYU_Tsx_PVvqEb3IK67xbsOxSGfbQwKtLnc_QoCzpL8PL6891v4NMtc1sFY4/s320/Ming+yau+at+genting+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-80567980350249747742009-12-11T22:12:00.002+08:002009-12-11T22:22:36.275+08:00齐,不齐。一起却没感觉!华乐团<br />我们 一家?<br /><br />这 一家人<br />少了 一些东西<br />多了 更多东西<br /><br />少了?<br />是 少了<br />少了 沟通 话题<br />少了 同在 齐心<br /><br />多了?<br />YES 多了<br />多了 越多的 想念<br /><br />想念?<br />是的<br />大家心里都有着对方<br />却<br />不说出口<br />不SHOW出来<br />在 心里<br />怀念<br /><br />没用~!<br />大家 还是怀念<br />怀念 大家<br />我们 想家<br />我们 这一家<br />我们 华乐团<br /><br />我们还是想你<br /><br />我愿<br />一家人<br />同心<br />一家人<br />齐心<br />一家人<br />协心<br />一家人<br />细心<br />一家人 一个乐团Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-81949689926181778942009-12-11T22:03:00.002+08:002009-12-11T22:12:34.514+08:00星期四康乐后的我~这次<br />的 康乐<br />有 了感觉<br />“团体”<br /><br />我们<br />一个乐团<br />虽然<br />有的 先是离开了 回了<br />有的 因事没来了 迟了<br /><br />康乐后<br />你们 谈到 “分PIE”—— Apple Pie,Banana Pie,Chicken Pie......<br /><br />尴尬<br />没话 “笑了笑”<br />死撑什么<br />离开了<br /><br />你们开心就好<br /><br />那个下午<br />阴<br />下着毛毛雨<br /><br />我 与 哥哥<br />搭车 回家<br />淋着 细雨<br />淅淅沥沥<br />没想什么<br />都是<br />华乐的事Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-60806720733078966582009-12-11T21:32:00.005+08:002009-12-11T22:03:16.107+08:00同在一起,很有感觉,就是这感觉。<div align="center"> 云顶的某一天,我们同在一起。</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413973107643552930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpsj7x2IOVTJ1B9PJDvfDzZPZPR08lSfTJd9rLOmmS1cY-Ms_cFtJh8Dhq1AILFif9PZBatVwtEJ1sY7KRNGbqWygeILT2JdSGCIrmSs-H3eFM2huGEo_WVZs9orcfLLY7X8Hl138QuktA/s320/Ming+yau+at+genting+2009+003.jpg" border="0" />同在一起,我们拍张照。</div><div align="center">艺洪,家铫,忠盛,其铮。</div><div align="center">“这里,来笑一个”<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF6bZ8MBO7jXUFx62eyY45o9OzzAABOD2Am42qNosyD08YVSeNqkNJCDZaZCBH9uap1ZCMNwF1HHau-2T3iEHImDl7YaiVa3ahwPXYh1CYhFMr1npVfF1Yv5FPFr0AUtfELW53IVLEvF1s/s1600-h/Ming+yau+at+genting+2009+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413974902008742002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF6bZ8MBO7jXUFx62eyY45o9OzzAABOD2Am42qNosyD08YVSeNqkNJCDZaZCBH9uap1ZCMNwF1HHau-2T3iEHImDl7YaiVa3ahwPXYh1CYhFMr1npVfF1Yv5FPFr0AUtfELW53IVLEvF1s/s320/Ming+yau+at+genting+2009+011.jpg" border="0" /></a>颁奖后</div><div align="center">低音组同在一起。</div><div align="center">~Hiao~<br /></div><div align="center"><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqhkp9Tvc3e-QA3wrvGjDTpX-qcgh5xHKCAkXLK1NgYx-flhqaI_geDN5PoDDWjjM5Ok-HIjN_UyD8M0Qt870AfuAZLHfDSrI_uNbUDe2nIy-wqow_SznesDY_Zu2uMgcaXbIlEilCn2Nf/s1600-h/Ming+yau+at+genting+2009+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413973117923758338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqhkp9Tvc3e-QA3wrvGjDTpX-qcgh5xHKCAkXLK1NgYx-flhqaI_geDN5PoDDWjjM5Ok-HIjN_UyD8M0Qt870AfuAZLHfDSrI_uNbUDe2nIy-wqow_SznesDY_Zu2uMgcaXbIlEilCn2Nf/s320/Ming+yau+at+genting+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /></a>我们同在一起,又照一照。</div><div>“这里,YEAH”<br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413974913739555218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzDdDFtkjJJws_94wMCEQj11Knwehfq5EOoqC5Jy3d42b93krq_cx7oqhnv-Zz8MbDw21xiDabU9vSj6oG8Qo7SZ7ia2zGOOBNOhrm72PwmstL7mVelqlNkN2BPbqXpjQNYC5J6HchH3l4/s320/Ming+yau+at+genting+2009+012.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>当我们同在一起</div><div>友谊万岁</div><div>男女配</div><div>好</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413974897928546738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5r5RtDVod3hUFBHTolqQkqgJHArUJPJTJGkyhdln0KkylzVU1Z2_mjCUJedMnZ9C2H9Bq7iJC6v4h4cms90QwOAvIHF85zXpAnVrVO1yd-oaP72QJ0EpaZIMCUqpBxmm4Vwe1AV6nSItW/s320/Ming+yau+at+genting+2009+010.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><br /></div>Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-75720312162810494152009-11-20T21:37:00.002+08:002009-11-20T21:45:05.628+08:00如果你变成回忆~aQi累了<br />照惯例努力清醒着 也照惯例想你了<br />好怕一放心睡了 心跳在梦中<br />不听话的就停止了<br />听着 呼吸像浪潮摆动着<br />越美丽越让我忐忑<br />我还能珍惜什么<br />如果我连自己的脉搏 都难掌握<br />如果我变成回忆 退出了这场生命<br />留下你错愕哭泣<br />我冰冷身体 拥抱不了你<br />想到我让深爱的你人海孤独旅行<br />我会恨自己 如此狠心<br />如果我变成回忆 终于没那么幸运<br />没机会白着头发<br />蹒跚牵着你 看晚霞落尽<br />漫长时光总有一天你会伤心痊愈<br />若有人可以让他陪你 我不怪你<br />快乐 什么时候会结束呢<br />哪一刻是最后一刻<br />想把你紧紧抱着<br />可知你是我生命中的 最舍不得<br />如果我变成回忆 退出了这场生命<br />留下你错愕哭泣<br />我冰冷身体 拥抱不了你<br />想到我让深爱的你人海孤独旅行<br />我会恨自己 如此狠心<br />如果我变成回忆 终于没那么幸运<br />没机会白着头发<br />蹒跚牵着你 看晚霞落尽<br />漫长时光总有一天你会伤心痊愈<br />若有人可以 让他陪你<br />如果我变成回忆 最怕我太不争气<br />顽固的赖在空气 霸占你心里每一寸空隙<br />原来依然爱我的你痛苦承受失去<br />这样不公平 请你尽力 把我忘记<br /><br />《如果你变成回忆》<br />我看了aQi的部落格<br />含着 泪<br />立刻 就到 youtube<br />点了这首歌<br /><br />我想<br />如果 你aQi变成了回忆<br />我们 朋友们 Gang友<br />都 会......<br /><br />我不敢 想<br />心 孤独地 在一角<br />心 是空虚的<br /><br />aQi<br />我想 我们大家<br />我想 爱你的朋友们<br />我想 华乐的兄弟们<br /><br />都会永远的想着你<br />如果你变成回忆Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-26557096487107153532009-11-20T21:18:00.006+08:002009-11-20T21:37:11.907+08:00还是同一句的我aQi<br /><br /><br />我知道 你 是晓得<br />我们 这一Gang<br />永永远远 都会互拥<br />我们是一起的<br /><br /><br />今天<br />我 从Herng 那里<br />听到 这么一句<br />(我都不知何时与aQi...我开始更懂得关心朋友?)<br /><br /><br />我听 到<br />心 回答不出<br />心 也想不出<br />我是 怎么 何时<br />与 你aQi<br />走得这么的 近<br />靠得这么的 贴<br /><br /><br /><br />我想 这<br />就是 我们华乐 赢以为荣 的<br />就是 我们有归属感<br />我们是一家人<br /><br /><br />aQi<br />你别忘了 你身边的兄弟们<br />你别忘了 你身边的朋友们<br />你别忘了 你身边的 我们Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-56944020086859714612009-11-17T21:04:00.003+08:002009-11-17T21:35:41.564+08:00~2012 Movie~ ~华乐团~ ~我们的家~<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhs0tqbYTaoRd5HfkqdeiZ7_4puJbGTT0LyAH-XVYwS-E1rXdPH9YCwNFnx0fqzMFA7rXaCrS3KbUPesL5fhyMluSvP3k-iaQuRsdgR0DXaxdKeNMTp4un7E9Bvayq2D9-GsF83nkke8RS/s1600/2012-movie-new-2%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405059585424895122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhs0tqbYTaoRd5HfkqdeiZ7_4puJbGTT0LyAH-XVYwS-E1rXdPH9YCwNFnx0fqzMFA7rXaCrS3KbUPesL5fhyMluSvP3k-iaQuRsdgR0DXaxdKeNMTp4un7E9Bvayq2D9-GsF83nkke8RS/s320/2012-movie-new-2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a> 这一幕的设计 安排 <div><div>是有因的</div><div>有这一幕 的发生</div><div>过后 的 一切切</div><div>使他 能 可以 获得</div><div>孩子的肯定与对他的信任</div><br /><div></div><div>华乐团 兄弟们</div><div>我们的华乐团</div><div>是我们的家 </div><div>是我们在一起努力的地方</div><div> </div><div>我们的家</div><div>我感受不到了</div><div> </div><div>我第一年参入华乐团</div><div>是 三年前</div><div>我的第一首曲 ~ 《台湾追想曲》</div><div>我很努力 奋斗</div><div>在 子赢 荣勤 伊庭</div><div>的坚持 不放弃</div><div>终于 获得了 金牌</div><div> </div><div>我</div><div>哭了</div><div>再 哭</div><div>不停地哭</div><div> </div><div>第二年~《庆典》</div><div>这首曲子</div><div>我们 华乐团 一家人</div><div>齐齐 奏出了 钟中华乐团</div><div>那是 我们的 辉煌</div><div>我们 兄弟们 齐心夺了金奖</div><div>又是金奖</div><div> </div><div>金奖 金奖 金奖 </div><div>我记得 <span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>宏伟</strong></span></div><div>说过</div><div>我们 小的</div><div>一定要 一次惨败的输</div><div>才能更强 更有力</div><div> </div><div>华乐团 </div><div>我不知 不晓 </div><div>还能 称上 是 家 吗?</div><div>我们开始有了裂缝</div><div>不再齐心了</div><div>不再一起了</div><div> </div><div>兄弟们 华乐子弟</div><div>我让 我的生日愿望</div><div>是 我们齐心 一家</div><div> </div><div>这次的比赛</div><div>我没听到 老老的 他们</div><div>宏伟 凯壹 ……</div><div>的真心 诚恳 的 祝福了</div><div>我们真的 会输吗?</div><div> </div><div>华乐家族</div><div>醒了~喂!</div><div>放全心 费全力 全力以赴 </div><div> </div><div>这是 我们的比赛</div><div>这是 我们的舞台</div><div>这是 我们的家</div><div>这是 我们的所有</div><div> </div><div>同一个乐团 同一个梦想</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div></div>Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-51706895705376099892009-11-17T20:42:00.003+08:002009-11-17T21:03:48.794+08:00~2012 Movie~2009年11月17日 阴 <div> </div><div>今天 我与一班同学和一位教师观赏了一部戏—— 2012<br /></div><div>~2012~</div><div>一部好戏 不错看 很值得 </div><div>感动 画面连连</div><div>我 被它 感动了</div><div>跟着哭了 好几 遍</div><div><br /></div><div>~2012~</div><div>说述了 世界末日 </div><div>人们 努力的 要 生存</div><div>为了 一点点 的 希望</div><div>用心的去 奋斗 争取 获得</div><div><br /></div><div>~2012~</div><div>每一幕桥段</div><div>让我 深感 记得</div><div>每一幕桥段</div><div>让我 流泪 痛哭</div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405056615590751266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH5D4eXsU_dLNhuBI-Y2NctcHxM1xzK81o6ouj8Fqul4nTe5x-u0jbZJalCtHVXoO8YIe1phcKS6eRKMfDKusWCcuUQxZMNkbnkSmZhgFMEp-KZuIkIWFigVu_dLwOAqiE5a8_XYmeuBCb/s320/2012-Movie-Stills-006%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /> 人为生而生 是非常坚决的 是肯定的~<br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div>Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-51123877763338440742009-11-16T21:15:00.003+08:002009-11-16T21:43:57.344+08:00第一集—— ~给爱的人~<cynthia><br /><br />Cynthia<br />迷人的眼眶<br />你的举动 我给的瞩目<br />有了你 我的世界精彩<br />You're there for me<br /><br />我会感受你感受我感受温暖<br />有你在的世界不一样<br /><br />你的出现<br />是上帝赐给我的<br />一段良缘<br /><br />一段我很想留得住的缘分<br />我会试着实现<br />梦里的情境 <br />拥抱你在我怀里 <br />不怕别人眼光 <br />你是我永远的希望,梦想<br /><br />Cynthia<br />我想抚摸你<br />那 长发<br />我想拥有你<br />那 每一寸肌肤<br /><br />呼~风一吹<br />每回都会把我<br />对你的<br />思念 想念 爱念<br />所有念头<br />都吹得远远的<br /><br />我想 紧握<br />不让那残酷的风儿<br />把你的所有给带走 离开<br /><br />就在<br />那 雪花纷飞<br />我又再次想你<br /><br />你 这几年<br />不在我身边~<br />我 这几年<br />有时 会 想起你<br />想起你 的 画面<br />越来越 模糊<br /><br />Cynthia<br />我爱的人 啊~<br />我 真 正 的确<br />在想你 盼你<br /><br />Cynthia<br />给我爱的人Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-55817402830076798752009-11-11T20:51:00.005+08:002009-11-11T21:08:08.273+08:00PMR后的我与大家~~~<div><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><div>高中一的我们。</div><br /><br /><br /><div>有的同学已找借口没来上学了,还有一班同学依然在学校里逗留。</div><br /><br /><br /><div>他们在校干什么呢<span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>? ? ?</strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"> </span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><div>哈哈<strong><span style="font-family:webdings;">~!~!</span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><div>当然是...</div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402830610122685794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-dTIxXiu6cLNBhGfatLC3Bsh9YVvhtD60GGCs8Elqyk0A7MFDILrhRVFl76vjUSeYykGP98bSv7C03aHyrIQr0cOV7yF997g3ev1nUCKnB2I97HwJo1enOGiRt8pt5Yl9-jWFL1olWvpd/s320/bored-at-school-150x150%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" />闷到......都快睡着啦~!~!~!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>还有些却...<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402830606988784546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiasyAUA2gtfnpiKmIOz4JoUDRRVXz2oVdLQqzVN2FsjT5Gt4XXPKvsFPlrKY4YTQ0UavlFasL8fimW8k3jMh9wfMalK7l6Flp6f3lg81zQulIa9LIbo4PB1aWSWZ77hLCfeRoW3pquRpUZ/s320/boring-class%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" />在班上“大庭广众”睡着啦…………</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>我呢...在干什么。</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402831704288167874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUv9MGN46-ykkIHpCbngqEw4dl0qi8hvEagEZEBa9NkxBg9ICQJ1BiSryKT-1fOR1TLn3Clp0QLtH4U6lXYn1tPS8Dlw4D2MJAX9PHrqYB5TJsVxOGfEzbHTuUbDSaH6oEYYOvaQCrN2nP/s320/ri3%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" />想着我的女神拉~!~!~!雷哈娜……雷哈娜……<br />想着她,让我度过我的一天,很闷的一天︿<br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div>Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-7498778210415648662009-08-05T16:58:00.006+08:002009-08-05T17:18:01.369+08:00子阳,祝你生日快乐<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM9jLW3hReI-CxPgt641wGjh3H4F7ZY1-eorrGLvaYlfpQoDO6Jnb_r6_ncTRyrMMBF7yuNFuiLuKiBN_gRC275a8dMVLUqie0QGBOq3p5d37tXnWKqBb7-lJTr1RrkxSkzqtsRflGYG1L/s1600-h/happy-birthday-g%5B1%5D.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366402414529847586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM9jLW3hReI-CxPgt641wGjh3H4F7ZY1-eorrGLvaYlfpQoDO6Jnb_r6_ncTRyrMMBF7yuNFuiLuKiBN_gRC275a8dMVLUqie0QGBOq3p5d37tXnWKqBb7-lJTr1RrkxSkzqtsRflGYG1L/s320/happy-birthday-g%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>2008年8月2日 </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>还记得音乐会当晚一直催你上台准备的那位胞弟?</div><br /><br /><div><br />我是家Yau !<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366405828474520930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAqAK7b9aICZhKb789baDdq9iO2MIie8EnFa3vWvXTp5j-CiGFrsQiMMQvgRrtfJKGy2JekiFLPE4HM5km8D_shDtjP6wTifuPgokqYdkaiYAHqgCCs9Z9ybtlSa5EpyMP0JVD72UD7hZU/s320/images%5B9%5D.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>迟来的祝福:<br />~~生日快乐~~</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-91976232873218166622009-07-29T14:59:00.003+08:002009-07-29T15:54:27.707+08:00生日愿望!在我未开始我的故事前,先让我来个自我介绍。我是SG 21金兆。我是火星人。<br /> 故事是说在2109年7月29日。<br /> 很远很远的未来,有个男孩。<br /> 白色眼镜架在挺挺鼻梁上,双眼瞟向桌角的一块白布,眼神定在那里了。<br /> 心,发出了声音。<br /> “生” “日” “快” “乐”<br /> SG 21 想对 GY 109竖 及 NC 233溢 说“生日快乐”<br /><br />依照火星人的习俗,生日就是火星妈妈的苦难日,不能有任何庆祝,只许在心里对祖先许愿。<br />我们火星人的愿望是:所有的地球人获得幸福,活得开心!Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-48050243123716809162009-06-09T21:59:00.005+08:002009-06-09T22:27:07.084+08:00我与他的吻<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS-lvfJpCqatZk1GmLyKrPaUod0Ufa9RIBtva09cKuPPTeCl2yzX3epmWbIC3e6bRYodI2N2RrfNgmq5NSozTsg99DyX2fM1_tASrFVxSP0_hQTV9vWL3AgDiesUio1WB8dFXNkY0MN2Fj/s1600-h/love.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345327432829074818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS-lvfJpCqatZk1GmLyKrPaUod0Ufa9RIBtva09cKuPPTeCl2yzX3epmWbIC3e6bRYodI2N2RrfNgmq5NSozTsg99DyX2fM1_tASrFVxSP0_hQTV9vWL3AgDiesUio1WB8dFXNkY0MN2Fj/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /></a> 爱情,的定义是什么呢?是两个人相爱吧。<br />那么,吻,这个动作可以表示我爱他吗?我那两片温热的唇盖上<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>的,然后渐渐加深成为辗转吮吸了......我只是想满足自己的好奇,让自己领略那无法言喻的美妙感觉。<br />我不知这算得上那伟大的爱吗?<br />我知道我是自私了,但......<br />新的好奇又升上来了,<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>双手用力的搂着我入怀......——这行为可以理解成<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>喜欢。笑眉出现了,<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>的脸也红了。<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-57564414846156097112009-06-09T09:26:00.004+08:002009-06-09T22:27:07.084+08:00念人的光环<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqE3WdMkjyfEc5P-Z7qQitSU6k0MNkTpJEj4aq5ZgNGHBqEQYtDTViVfBrLb5JloqIew0GUTMF8FUqKlbqouMbPzyU8yvQyqv8Hd3aGzitV_3q2_rSm0j_6KFyUHUVLtUlY_AxYOhcMloO/s1600-h/RECO0010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345133233983744370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqE3WdMkjyfEc5P-Z7qQitSU6k0MNkTpJEj4aq5ZgNGHBqEQYtDTViVfBrLb5JloqIew0GUTMF8FUqKlbqouMbPzyU8yvQyqv8Hd3aGzitV_3q2_rSm0j_6KFyUHUVLtUlY_AxYOhcMloO/s320/RECO0010.JPG" border="0" /></a> 念人是一种艺术:念太久,会招致反弹与转身而去的下场。<br />适度的感叹,显示出老态龙钟的悲哀,则会使被念的人心不忍,进而心怀愧疚。<br />我是花了很长的时间才肯让自己以理智的眼光去看待一切,包括<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>,尽量不让自己看来面目可憎。以前我不明白为什么,现在却大抵推敲出原因:这些年来,我在情坛里混着,都采用了逃避模式。Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-20118215862992984922009-06-09T09:09:00.005+08:002009-06-09T22:26:03.515+08:00陌生隔着我俩的心<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV6Z9SyF4Pz4r5gdUsD9tnCvGJvTiv5m6vDC-oFQyoAR_tBs0UXGbUj_ZfqVyaBLCUU78o981ggYqUL-zdG0BWY2ZuQ8KEpdvG7U9IHAQlDrGuk_yzAnOgkUJRCb_69s0-FghagaLl03ic/s1600-h/love%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345129607585864978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV6Z9SyF4Pz4r5gdUsD9tnCvGJvTiv5m6vDC-oFQyoAR_tBs0UXGbUj_ZfqVyaBLCUU78o981ggYqUL-zdG0BWY2ZuQ8KEpdvG7U9IHAQlDrGuk_yzAnOgkUJRCb_69s0-FghagaLl03ic/s320/love%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a> 有些事情,一开了口反而破坏。我对<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>的感情,散发在霸气行为的背后。<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>知我也知,但是,不能讲。这是犹存扑朔迷离的情景,我们淡化的心思小心翼翼的培养着这种陌生。<br />陌生的感觉,是捉不着的。虽说我们不能永久的保持着陌生,定要更进一步的发展,但,有些事情是世俗所不能了解的。<br />我的心被<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>捉牢了,我无法自拔。我的心已被<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>提走了。<br />我与<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>,永远,永远保持着陌生。<br />我们俩的心。陌生。Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-87178223719641723212009-06-08T22:03:00.008+08:002009-06-09T22:25:22.294+08:00我想吻你<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoNwVabBGukQJ37mtge0aB5Vf61Vz9hXYkA4vkygE2N6J2jEUw6K7u-e4YcM_zY8RMNa0AY9xDbIXInzuAIkCzQm2k3VUmEzxXZmQkP7m6bsqaDz2wRgSaPeMCfumgMy-MiseDa8OS3ZLb/s1600-h/x-ray-kiss.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344957280357376498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoNwVabBGukQJ37mtge0aB5Vf61Vz9hXYkA4vkygE2N6J2jEUw6K7u-e4YcM_zY8RMNa0AY9xDbIXInzuAIkCzQm2k3VUmEzxXZmQkP7m6bsqaDz2wRgSaPeMCfumgMy-MiseDa8OS3ZLb/s320/x-ray-kiss.jpg" border="0" /></a> 我的脸好近,迫使<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>不得不提醒我保持距离:“别再近了。”<br />:“我想吻你...”我喃喃地轻语,眼光有几丝迷蒙。<br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>戒备的瞪我。<br />:“但是我不会这么做。就算你把我迷昏头也不会。”我摇摇头,伸手抹了把脸,不敢多看<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>,怕那迷魅的美颜一再地蛊惑我心神,只好把目光往<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">毓秀厅</span>的天花板去。<br />“我什么也没做。”<br />我呵呵笑:“多可怕,什么也不必做就迷惑我了;假如真想做些什么,我岂不完蛋?”Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2572782037484389292.post-65564686555225248382009-06-08T21:25:00.009+08:002009-06-09T22:24:38.917+08:00秋天的告别之吻<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieQJn8qoywFe3DzOm38oAIbseeY40yWyLeD68YiLPTKTLhp7uk3n3wRbkYj9ZXNoKspTD2etaLPE2Oic0ZIsXAi7koUxwrIMui5v76vZHj94omiWF02gfBuWSWYoJTtJYnXxIpnuT9dTk3/s1600-h/autumn.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344947402764881458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieQJn8qoywFe3DzOm38oAIbseeY40yWyLeD68YiLPTKTLhp7uk3n3wRbkYj9ZXNoKspTD2etaLPE2Oic0ZIsXAi7koUxwrIMui5v76vZHj94omiWF02gfBuWSWYoJTtJYnXxIpnuT9dTk3/s320/autumn.jpg" border="0" /></a> 我个人有个喜好,不爱时下流行的玫瑰百合,只爱菊花。喜爱菊花,纯粹爱它的清淡幽远的香气,对我来说菊花就是秋天,而我是多么得喜爱这个落叶飘零的季节。秋,是我国无法感受得到的季候。秋,感觉最亲切,与我最相近。<br />萧索的秋天,我踩着满地落叶在大街上漫步着。漫无目的的走着。<br />秋天,又让我勾起我那难忘的告别。那是一个我无法忘掉的告别之吻。<br />:“ 你爱我吗?”<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">他</span></strong>要最确实的回应,紧绷的颀长身躯更加逼近他。“我爱你,但我会努力忘掉...”我的声音被围堵在她蓦然压下的唇,再也无法言语。这是逾越,这也是拒绝我的遗忘,更是——告别。<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>Mo.Mraz Mazz Mak (铫)http://www.blogger.com/profile/15631826859608698638noreply@blogger.com1