Love of Mosquitoes

Love of Mosquitoes

During the day it does not know to hide in what square to sleep well, keep enough spirit is to wait for the night to fall, gently close to it has long fallen in love, a kiss her sweet, as if destined to this life I should owe it, repay long-cherished wish is my inevitable fate.

How many years ago and how many years later, I will always be its blood and blood, some people say that the voluntary blood donor, I think it is better to say eternal kiss is more accurate.

Every dream wake up startled, all is by it that give a kiss, do not wake up for midnight I this tired person and deeply apologize, but will all resentment deeply ding into already full of scars skin, ear chatter, whispering: who let you ignore my existence! Long kiss you a mouthful, see you also dare to take care of since sleep! A real kiss...

Looking at the body, hands, all bare places, there are its love witness, a comb next to the ratio of small hills, rich as beans, color if maple red, as if to say: I love you, I love you!

Heaven has the virtue of good living, god is fair, lawmakers mosquitoes and guilty, it is omnipotent god created a part of the biota, it also has my parents, also have ErNvQing, looking at a small mosquito struggled to crawl on the glass out of the window, looks as if it is trying to find a gap good packed into it that thin body, it must have been a crush on me for a long time, life, Love is also important to it.

It again and again after failure, it had been very hard, persistent to love without regret, in fact, its love is not complex, just want to kiss me. But it has evaded all kinds of human anti-mosquito schemes, so its kingdom has been destroyed repeatedly, and no one has promised it will not use chemical weapons. Even the United Nations would never legislate for it. So, with the strength of will and the faith of love, it narrowly escaped death in a land littered with corpses.

Its mother gave birth to it at the last moment of her life, and said to her on her deathbed: Go, child, fly to your bride for the love of your heart, and give her an eternal kiss...

In may, the milan flower of the night, I still sit before the screen, tap my beloved text, the text in the virtual my beloved lover, he is tall handsome and natural and unrestrained, we once in a small town, did not stay, but passed together, is his eyes without my lovely smile, and I also never want a prince of romance, dereliction of duty, god only regret today, When he opened his eyes, many people were walking around him, but he only saw me. Among the flowers and brocade, I had no fresh clothes, only a scar. What to say: Why light blue deep red, is the first flower. The poet can be evil without feeling, what things did not accept.

May night, we are like a pair of separated for many years of close friends, meet again when people such as tide, love such as the sea, the past tao Tao why should be buried. All the blessings in the bottom of my heart, all the admiration said, May, not coming, hit a full, mysterious secret, sweet......

The mosquito see the scene outside the window, can't help sadness, it flies sadly, a a humming sound to moan, I love you, I love you long time ago, born from you, until today, my love never change, never stopped, why, you never accept me, know how hard I love you is more painful?

Nearly extinct in order to you my family, for the sake of you I had blood going is you on the white wall, a pink mosquito net, still have the blood of I love you, you can disregard my existence, you can slices a lock to kill me, again and again for you gore also don't regret, don't want to leave you, in the cycle of predetermined, this life I still have you, the Along the way with you, how painful and bitter are willing to...

Finally, a PA ground, I killed that kiss the mosquito that hurt me, immediately, blood splash powder wall.

Finally, I read the mosquito love, also know that I killed their own love.

Why aren't you the mosquito? Why can't I be a mosquito?