The life of shoes

For a homeless person, the pair of shoes is everything; for an amputee, the pair of shoes that day
Church, or is hell.
Decision is different from a pair of socks a pair of shoes, socks can rub folded, but not shoes, it is dignified
It usually will not be put into the cabinet top, being careful not sprinkle perfume, it is quiet most humble bed squatting
The next, but you have to agree, than you straight pants, white shirt, soft underwear are noble, it's noble
From it and the earth together.
A pair of shoes inside is dark, it is precisely because it's dark, it is not been to our attention, in fact, there
There are many stories of serene, a mouse, free hotel, a small insect of the stadium, a few grains of sand all night party,
Of course, you do not know. Sometimes, you forgot to close the window before going to bed, slipped into the wind will come to accompany it say rain
So, talk to it gentle sea, sea coral dance, turtle riddle. Algae arm wrapped around a huge rock
, Then the shoes would laugh, of course, you can not hear. Moonlight will come to see it lying on its side, talking about the distant sea to it
Island, the island of coconut trees, trees of Kap Shui girl wearing a dress, and sometimes, it happens to come will be another pair of shoes to eliminate it
Thin thoughts, then, it will be tears, of course, you can not see, you did not know there had been a sweet and worry
Wounded love. ,
You can never penetrate the inner pair of shoes, it has always been silent under the endless torrent of surging waves, the impact is not
Well-known coast, stroked the white rocks, it never stops, sometimes sighing, sometimes whisper, on top of it will spring up
Flame to illuminate the darkness within it, the night lit, it will be tired, tired of the tide to recede, the flame goes out tired. And
You just put it in the next day where cold and warm feel.
Perhaps a pair of shoes more than we love about us, it is vaguely familiar with our feet at every bump, every
Road roundabout lines, each piece of dry scales, or even every trace of thin scars, it can even feel every one or
Sharp or blunt the pain level, every desire, or small or grand, our steps inadvertently candidly reveal our hearts
Our shoes are quietly understand our hearts.
A pair of shoes will be old, it's always first start small, a thin fiber with a thin barbarian fur Dingla
Or the bond between upper and sole office, it was the old silent, without a trace, there is a feather falling from a height
Feeling. Until one day, you feel it Stick 'em into the toe of the free, put it on the ear that burst from the bleak deep-fried
The collapse of the sound. You suddenly realize that it has to accompany you through the long road, and now it is dead, at your feet,
Deformation of the body lying dry it, watch it, you soul-stirring.
In fact, a pair of shoes and not die, because all the shoes are one, it is only a temporary leave from your feet, you
Like the house, old, stripped off, and then built, the house fell into ruins, heaps of shoes grow old together, in another way
Side waiting for you. Is not human life and the shoes together to complete it? Birth, it is your infant; dies, it is your
Grave.
Every day, you wear shoes to go on the road, the dust, the mud, water stains, the rush, find a, get the
, Loss of, love, Muse, freedom, your shoes and remember to be forgotten, you abandoned shoes were hidden, or even someone else's
Footprints have been picked it up, a pair of shoes than we are destined to experience rich.
Origin, path, so you walked home, a foreign land, each step in the shoes. Hermann Hesse said: Every
Step toward a foreign land, each step toward home, each step is the grave, each step is the mother. Originally, this generation
Son, who can do out of a pair of shoes?
At dawn, you go, the shoes did not answer.