and what a beautiful mess this is.
and what a beautiful mess this is.
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Thursday, August 23, 2007 @ 9:33 PM
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Thursday, August 02, 2007 @ 12:20 AM
the love that i'm envy of. the little boy walk at the very front, not far away from the little girl. "where are we going?" asked the girl. "up there, beside the waterfall." replied the boy, without turning his back. the sky was clear, and the crescent moon shimmers among the stars. within minutes, a year would have passed, and the village down the hill would be celebrating the arrival of the new year. they sat on a boulder upon reaching the peak. the cricket sang in harmony,and the trees danced in the wind. *bang* "the fireworks! its so beautiful!" exclaimed the girl. "look at the green sparks!" yelled the girl, again. she wondered, was her voice drowned by the fireworks? and why didn't the boy reply? she tilt her head slightly, and saw the boy gazing at her. her ears went red, and she looked down immediately. but the guy move closer, so close that the girl could feel his breathing. the girl turned involuntary. and their lips gently touched. the boy inched closer, and their lips were locked. the boy slowly raised his hand, and brushed against the hips of the girl. but the boy felt a sudden thrust in his chest, and when he open his eyes, he was an arm's length away from the girl. the girl tried to close her eyes, but wasn't in time to stop the tears. the fireworks, the waterfall, the crickets, the breeze, were all drowned by the silence. the boy's heart sank. he felt that he was totally drained. he was lost. "www...wh...why?" he asked. the girl open her eyes, and tried to breath again. she lower her jaw, trying to say something, but it snapped shut. the illuminated sky came to a halt. he couldn't see her face clearly again. "i'll never love again!" as she turned and walk away. "but i'll wait. i'll always be here waiting. always. a promise." cried the boy. his cheeks were damped by his tears. but the girl continue to distant. and was out of sight, eventually. |
White light can be generated in many ways. The Sun is such a source. Modern light sources are fluorescent lamps and light-emitting diodes. An object that does not alter the color of light reflected from its surface will appear white, compared to the surroundings.
Since white objects such as clouds, snow and flowers appear often in nature, human culture has many references to white, often related to purity and cleanness. The high contrast between white and black is often used to represent opposites. In some cultures, like Chinese, white is considered to be a color that represents death.
and finally, White light is the effect of combining the visible colors of light in equal proportions.
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