A person's past as a leave tree leaves, can not mean anything, can only prove the existence of this man! We only see the branches are sprouting tomorrow,
see a real person, after all that is always looking ahead! there can only represent the past, and tomorrow represents the meaning of life! I increasingly feel the emptiness, like a leaf his
white paper! empty faint, did not rely on! < br> One day, suddenly fell in love with a touch of blue, a touch of Feng Qing was clear, a touch of sentimentality, I do not know why, I always like sadness,
more often of their own, hiding themselves and their own lonely space speak.
gradually in love with a man, like the quiet contemplation, let your thoughts away from the body, began to travel far away, the wind gentle, the heart the clear.
later hh
wounded heart has been forgotten , pain is what, perhaps forgetting is a process, I told myself not cry, be strong than anyone.
bloom season is always so beautiful, and yet so short, and I did not have time value, and some what has quietly become a memory.
some people some things and not come too early, that is, to the late fate of the helpless and sometimes is so funny! time to stop the run,
also chase chase not on, everything around is changing, and people have become numb and want to escape but can not escape.
a man on the stage, sing happy, sad dance, though lonely, but lovely looking. understand the complex mood, the taste of life.
the wind stopped, the clouds know. I learned to thin to taste, taste the secret of happiness and sadness, and bitter youth. In fact, the taste of loneliness,
just as well . I will look up the horizon a man alone that a beautiful rainbow!
cup of Qingming, semi-scholarly memo. Tonight, Fengqing shadow move, fragrance overflowing hills.
out of the window curtain half moon, a ray of flowers, gently filled the dusk. real estate broker, fragrant, light scent of ink in the palm at the flood, fingertip lay out the gorgeous,
in my words slowly Perfectionist.
this time, set a few in the space program, a place where Guqin. toast on the invitation, real estate broker defloration, message to the mind of silver pad, in a performance of the Qing Yang.
or a cup of tea, a roll of scholarly companions, in the ethereal curls in scholarly step of the elegance of the Tang, Song tenderness, cast aside years of vicissitudes, to listen to the strings sounded hh
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