tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9365315343580885692012-02-16T03:07:33.353-08:00momoko8802http://www.blogger.com/profile/12421479863416529552noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-936531534358088569.post-77274799959316760152009-06-13T05:43:00.000-07:002009-06-13T06:03:25.844-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eA060ibMk9k/SjOiIvEc-JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oStSOJyIUgA/s1600-h/DSCN0985.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346795453576706194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eA060ibMk9k/SjOiIvEc-JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oStSOJyIUgA/s400/DSCN0985.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong> 六月四号</strong></div><div align="center">你的身边一直有一个守护神</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">给你指引方向</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">你未必看得见他</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">不过。。。。。。</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">你可以感觉到他的存在<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/936531534358088569-7727479995931676015?l=moon8802paradise.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>momoko8802http://www.blogger.com/profile/12421479863416529552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-936531534358088569.post-41165836627927566842009-06-11T22:14:00.000-07:002009-06-11T22:21:02.061-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eA060ibMk9k/SjHlAILEW8I/AAAAAAAAABg/eLcdqp9YJzc/s1600-h/DSCN0948.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346306023022156738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eA060ibMk9k/SjHlAILEW8I/AAAAAAAAABg/eLcdqp9YJzc/s400/DSCN0948.JPG" border="0" /></a> 昏黄的路灯<br />奚落的街道<br />马来西亚的历史<br />映入眼帘<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/936531534358088569-4116583662792756684?l=moon8802paradise.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>momoko8802http://www.blogger.com/profile/12421479863416529552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-936531534358088569.post-27577691673096564342009-06-11T22:10:00.000-07:002009-06-11T22:26:51.712-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eA060ibMk9k/SjHkJOMKFrI/AAAAAAAAABY/tsF1DW_Yejo/s1600-h/DSCN0981.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346305079744534194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eA060ibMk9k/SjHkJOMKFrI/AAAAAAAAABY/tsF1DW_Yejo/s400/DSCN0981.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>记忆，</div><br /><div>是上天赐予人类</div><br /><div>最宝贵的礼物。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/936531534358088569-2757769167309656434?l=moon8802paradise.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>momoko8802http://www.blogger.com/profile/12421479863416529552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-936531534358088569.post-3877933270815350922009-06-11T21:41:00.000-07:002009-06-11T22:03:11.445-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eA060ibMk9k/SjHdye9pclI/AAAAAAAAABQ/n2s5AFmTNjg/s1600-h/DSCN0887.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346298092040319570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eA060ibMk9k/SjHdye9pclI/AAAAAAAAABQ/n2s5AFmTNjg/s400/DSCN0887.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>六月四号</div><div>繁华的吉隆坡</div><div>高耸的钢管森林</div><div>繁忙的道路</div><div>来来往往的人群</div><div>疲惫的我们</div><div>置身于某个巴士亭</div><div>观察四周<br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/936531534358088569-387793327081535092?l=moon8802paradise.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>momoko8802http://www.blogger.com/profile/12421479863416529552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-936531534358088569.post-4514245543337434282009-06-11T21:17:00.000-07:002009-06-11T22:04:15.551-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">六</span>月三号晚上八点五十分</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">我们步入古晋机场</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">带着愉快的心情</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">踏着轻盈的晚风</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">飞翔在绚丽的星空</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">飞跃过南中国海</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">脚下闪闪的亮光逐渐变得清晰、更大</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">大鸟轻轻的降落在它的鸟巢</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">我们终于抵达了----吉隆坡</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/936531534358088569-451424554333743428?l=moon8802paradise.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>momoko8802http://www.blogger.com/profile/12421479863416529552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-936531534358088569.post-37063225700001861822009-05-31T04:06:00.000-07:002009-05-31T04:53:51.571-07:00那天我躲在角落。。。<br />那天我握着手机哭。。。<br />那天你的安慰。。。。<br />那天我破涕为笑。。。<br />今天的我已不再慎留过去。<br />孤独的星期六逐渐苏醒<br />呼吸着你的气息。。。<br />你带给我的感动。。。<br />无时无刻的与我同在。<br />以往经常迷失在自己筑起的防空洞，<br />但是还是被你迫得我立即现身<br /><br />在我肤浅的国度，我不再悲伤<br />在我俩爱情世界里，充满了对你的感觉<br />依稀记得些，只有喜欢的人很深刻<br />在我粉红色的国度，<br />我只想与你疯狂过日子<br />疲惫的身躯，停靠在你给我的避风港<br />在我迷茫的时刻<br />我只需要你。。。。。。。。。。。<br /><br />家福<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/936531534358088569-3706322570000186182?l=moon8802paradise.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>momoko8802http://www.blogger.com/profile/12421479863416529552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-936531534358088569.post-62777019038388354972009-05-31T03:19:00.000-07:002009-05-31T03:29:41.815-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eA060ibMk9k/SiJa3W5lx5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/rovz9nlPcLU/s1600-h/PC240079.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341932015101265810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eA060ibMk9k/SiJa3W5lx5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/rovz9nlPcLU/s320/PC240079.jpg" border="0" /></a> 我在马六甲某个公园的桥头等你<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/936531534358088569-6277701903838835497?l=moon8802paradise.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>momoko8802http://www.blogger.com/profile/12421479863416529552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-936531534358088569.post-57296907496589502162009-05-21T07:08:00.000-07:002009-05-21T08:24:09.070-07:00一个默默无闻的部落格<br />被主人命名月光天堂<br />记载着生活琐碎，心情，梦想，回忆<br />月亮柔柔的光辉<br />轻轻的撒落在孤寂的字体<br />被染成黄色的字体<br />把心情婉婉道出<br /><br />记忆是上天赐予我们的礼物<br />善变的月亮如善变的心情<br />无论悲伤，快乐的记忆<br />让我不舍得遗忘<br />原来放下竟如此艰难<br /><br />柔柔的银光<br />似妈妈温柔的怀抱<br />让我每夜重新沉浸在母爱<br />妈！您在何方?<br />您在主的怀抱?<br />还是西方乐世界?<br />还是在第三空间?<br />但我能确定的是。。。<br />您永远活在活在我心中<br />一生一世，永不改变<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/936531534358088569-5729690749658950216?l=moon8802paradise.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>momoko8802http://www.blogger.com/profile/12421479863416529552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-936531534358088569.post-20262393728421252232009-05-21T01:35:00.000-07:002009-05-23T20:46:18.693-07:00<div>亲爱的留声筒:</div> <br /><div>第一次和学校的同事去winner court 打羽毛球。真要命。太久没运动，跑起来好迟钝哦!我还被球砸到两次呢。真是丢脸丢到家了。羽毛球在空中飞舞，引诱我拿羽毛球拍去打它。但不知是我视线差还是球有灵性，它偏偏和我的球拍擦身而过。</div> <br /><div> </div> <br /><div>运动还满舒服的。虽然留了一身汗，但我的脸就是不红气也不喘。我还很希望我的脸可以红的像苹果。但我从小就是这样，无论多累，太阳多晒，脸就是不红。</div> <br /><div> </div> <br /><div>我在倒数着我做工的日子。最近变懒了。受够学生的气了。好讨厌小孩子不听话又没礼貌。原本一心一意想尽好我做老师的本分。但一进班就像泄气的皮球</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/936531534358088569-2026239372842125223?l=moon8802paradise.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>momoko8802http://www.blogger.com/profile/12421479863416529552noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-936531534358088569.post-47557725303918755092009-05-19T23:28:00.000-07:002009-05-20T02:22:40.086-07:00生命中，不断有人离开或进入<br />于是, 看见的，看不见了<br />记住的，遗忘了<br /><br />生命中， 不断有得到和失落<br />于是， 看不见的， 看见了<br />遗忘的， 记住了<br /><br />然而，看不见得， 是不是就等于不存在?<br />记住的，是不是不会消失?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/936531534358088569-4755772530391875509?l=moon8802paradise.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>momoko8802http://www.blogger.com/profile/12421479863416529552noreply@blogger.com1