Lake

Lake
by huangjuan
Lake gentle,refined and smile to look the trees around her,look the mountains,birds,occasionally walk by people and the blue sky above.
How high the sky,she think gasping in admiration,and enjoy the white clouds flowing

by.
But,it only as if we enjoy the things in shopwindow that we don't care of,she don't

want to get or she don't think to fly to sky.she is only as a appreciating person who

observe from the sidelines,never think to join in.
I like lake's gentle and refined,I like her is as if thinking of something.she treat

all by enigmatic smile.I think she must has rich experience,behind her calm ,there is

smart.
Water has various kinds of beautiful.she maybe once envied dingdong dingdong light

small stream,she maybe envied vast andmghty rivers.one kind flow silend,or one free and

easy momentum.But,she maybe was consciousness of differ in thousands of ways beautiful

at last,then she was still as a mirror graceful.
Only wind occasionally blow a fit rippling,only rain intense make a point and a

poind concave.I always think the water and water close ardend sure let she feel

impassioned and forceful,feel heart and body open ,and pleased and happy.Lake,she is as
put in a household utensils of earth,usually,always so gentle and refined,young and

beautiful.
Lake,she has unique wisdom.she only overflow when torrents of water rush down the

mountain.
She smile to treat her lot.
may19,2008

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