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Romantic Woman


Today, after the class, in passing through the corridor when a slender figure attracted me, it is a woman, decadent sitting on the porch. Eyes filled with vacant eyes, mouth a burning to half cigarettes, emitting a white smoke, floating on her beautiful face. Woman did not pay attention to my eyes lusted after a hand of tobacco flavor, and I was so thoughtful in her conjecture. I suddenly found that smoking women in general are elegant, their beautiful, sad, strong appearance may be wrapped is a fragile heart, if woman who doesn’t smoke is a touch of rouge red, then I think the smoking woman is a mandala.

Smoking women always make people feel sad, read the best of the world of mortals the taste, the gestures of customs and coated with colored nail polish, hand holding a slender cigarette, Marlboro cigarette burns in the fingertips, like burn yourself. I don't think the scars of woman is not falls in love with a cigarette, and when they are time and again ignited the slender white like myself, take off clothes like cigarettes when, inside the cold it may be. In my opinion, front shrouded in smoking woman is full of stories, as she was unattended flowers in the corner, on their own inexplicably alone the distressed, she might like to meditate in the smoke, and ponder the unknown past!

Now that she was like a touch of strange bewitching attracted me as if she in the carnival crowd world left last bit aloof from the world of the cold, perhaps, after the fate of playing so will fall in love with nicotine flow over the body feel hungry it. That is a kind of happiness, but also a kind of strange pain. Smoking women may not be the most beautiful, but is the most charming, they are like a drug just attract those turbulent life, they may have been the world of mortals swallowed, but the loneliness has exceeded the beauty of their appearance, there is a kind of unspeakable charm... That story of the man is the most attractive, the same is true of the story of the woman, they like poppy, evil as people display their charm of the decadence of like, maybe that is young beautiful was the fate of swallowed after leave to the soul. She smoked a Marlboro cigarette and slowly began to walk towards the distance. I watched her leave of figure, the in the mind suddenly think of a poem: I hope / in the long alley / encountered a poetic, girl, and now, although I have not encountered the same poem girl, but such a beautiful also makes a person enchanted.