sâmbătă, 20 februarie 2010

vine , vine priiimavarraaa!!

se asterne-n tooaata tara, floricele pe campiii, hai sa le-adunam copiii!! -a venit! DA , am luat-o razna :) !!
Ai stat vreodata sa privesti in urma? sa iti amintesti primaverile ce au trecut, primaverile de cand erai copil, primaverile care aveau un miros aparte,miros de flori, miros de "verdeata", de "proaspat" , miros de sfarsit de an scolar, miros de vacanta de vara....un miros de primavara adevarata.....oricum primavara este un anotimp special, odata cu care , fiecare din noi reinviem, ne refacem , dupa durerile pricinuite la schiat, la sanius, dupa excesul de mancare grasa de peste iarna, primavara facem miscare si ne remodelam corpul deoarece vine vara si na, cine nu isi doreste un corp zvelt si atletic?Si primavare mai avem si parte de sarbatorile Pascale(alt concediu).
Dar cel mai mult si mai mult imi plac diminetile, cand ma trezesc si e soare afara, parca ai alt chef de viata , alta pofta de munca, altfel pornesc la drum, mai ales cand ma urc in masina si imi dau drumul la muzica si e soarele pe cer...hmmm ce pofta de cantat imi da.,"nu cant bine , cant mult si tare":)).asa e primavare, ea e cea care anunta venirea verii,.pana atunci bucurati-va de tot ce va aduce aceasta primavara .Bucurati-va de asfalt , voi cei pe 2 roti, ca stiu ca asteptati cu nerabdare.Bucurati-va de soare!
Asfalt uscat!

...oriunde e iubire, acolo sunt si eu....

luni, 15 februarie 2010

Alin




my son has 9 years
and this is a gift for Mother's Day
Thanks a lot

vineri, 12 februarie 2010

You

You, you had to fly to the wings of passion,
Taste to taste happiness in every day.
And forget about my being.
All you did you let me crash ...
I crash in your heart,
Where I learned
The first steps of absolute happiness.

Whose comfort the hurts,
I wish I could forget,
My life can continue
But I always appear to the road
And everything I leave behind ashes.
Let me love you
Let me wish you,
Why do not you hate it?!?

Connect-R- Borning Love

video

When
When I think of everything,
I think of any.
When I think of any,
I realize that there is more.
When I think too much,
means thinking of you.
when I think of you,
I do not know the percentage thinking
and the percentage feeling.
when ... I feel,
Everything seems everything, and everything seems all.
when, still feel,
means that I miss.
and when I miss,
miss you.
When I miss you,
not understand anything. therefore,
are many days that,
... not understand anything.
when ... understand something,
understand that, however,
understand when,
I miss all of you.
When I miss you ..... and Asha,
I could go on forever. know why?
for that anyway, do not understand anything ...

miercuri, 10 februarie 2010