Works: The final color Author: LK Category: Short story Status: marlow ropes completed Sometimes words: Ideas taken from a short story contest ficland theme "crossroads". This is a story write speed (fast), there are many omissions. You commented to her more completely revamped.
Today I first learned marlow ropes how to mix colors, also the thirty-eighth lesson of Painting Faculty of Arts University of Vietnam. I walked into the classroom, as well as every day. I always thought marlow ropes that today I will let us mess theory as often as thick. But not today, he did not bring in a book that is just the average color on hand. Master began with two black and white jar. Not a word yet, seen simply mix the two together, and that average course it becomes gray. I do not surprising with all experiments. Master continues with two different colors, and three colors. A moment later, he slowly said: - It is the blending of colors, if you want your picture perfect, then you first have mastered color ways. Because only seven basic colors that bring him in, now on the table he had a sixteen different colors. But sometimes also with seven colors can you turn them back only two or three colors. That is the magic of art. For example, marlow ropes the three yellow, blue and red, they can create more pink, green and orange or collect all three into one, brown. I heard you say it recalls those days. The day I arrived in the capital. Likewise, three colored vases are made up, but life has mixed them together until only one brown. I am very sad whenever I think about it. I tried to forget it but could not do it. At the time, not on their own land on visitors, I went with two friends, one is Cuong, and two children Vy, girlfriend it. At first, we lived very happily together. It seems that only the hours during the day laughing together, as a family; although at that very hard, earn money dare not spend even a small item. From country to which, as much coal does not only know what is not entitled to severance. I remember one time, it's marlow ropes affordable birthday or anniversary that I do not really know because I'm not interested in any special marlow ropes day, be poor. That day, Cuong and the Vy sexy shop I go to eat. I do not hesitate to refuse shook his head. I sure do not have much money that went bad, they want to go up and then must wait quite a bit to eat. Actually, I do not know if I can not remember exactly, but I have to write in the diary. It is located in my briefcase. August 23, 2001, we shake I go out to eat, but funny anyway, but expressed reservations as to the poor. There is money there to take care of the future, in which the fat in food with drink and do not do anything. marlow ropes Each day just plain porridge and also no. I flatly reject them but they insisted on going. - You do not go, do not see you again one of us. - Cuong said. - Is there anything that should be. I'm just afraid to play aggressively and habitual eating. What to buy something for home cooking is okay, no need to pay for costly to shop so no. - I told them. - Oh Come Nghi. Earn money to spend, but also, you then wait for it to grow moss à day. I promise not to spend money anywhere. - I Vy said. Just like that, they shake me, I refused; I even refuse, they're more attractive. Finally, I also have an exception once, and that was the first time I know a good restaurant in Hanoi. Actually, marlow ropes it is not so expensive, we only spend fifteen thousand to three bowls of chicken. I was having dinner with many different emotions. Sometimes it is a little funny because this is the first time I know to eat outside marlow ropes when arriving here, at the anxious fear to spend money in vain. I really did not have the foresight? But in the end, the feeling that made me cry was touched. I moved my two buddies. marlow ropes - Happy birthday then, Sang. They told me so. I do not even care about his birth date, time they said I remembered and I was wondering that too accidentally reasonable? They not only gave me to eat, but also gave me the priceless gift. It is not expensive, but expensive feel. I swear I'll hold on Christmas presents. Ending a quiet evening, I hit a sleep here. I was pretty bad. Even a beautiful memories that want to step back a while to get the diary to see now is that school anymore. But what on earth is also the reason of it. I do not remember the past are also joyful that for some significant events. If you talk about this, I do not need to record to see more thorough, it is right in my head, it is right in my heart. As a sharp knife, it crashed and tore the life of my two buddies. It's marlow ropes not a short story to reminisce in this class. But I could not not think about it. Just two years ago, at that time, I increasingly find Cuong inadvertent work, dreamy life; My Coffee
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