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• A person trips
  
  The passage of time, no right or wrong answer, the spring breeze laugh, more love and less difficult to measure. I don't go to infinite waste of time, no longer gathered together the parrot, smile to talk; after growing up, mind piling up, crazy little thing called love, and friend bukekaijiao, tit for tat with loved ones, so more and more like to be alone, to get along with people, like thin watery, not deliberately hide, psychographic thermal transfer printer hk .
  Life of the ruthless, than the actors more ruthless, we carved not ghost, why bother with it like a mortal and hurt himself. Difficult years. We in the trivial insipid life, the role of one of the most secular and unloading on the lower part of the body all ambition, singing, walking, laughing when you forget, the cry tears. Life is a cornfield, could hope to pay, let us open end, let us grow up.
  Through life and death and torture by disappointment and pain, chronic illness into health, peace of mind and like a lake of autumn, squally showers also can not afford to panic the slightest waves. Don't like lively, not like the hustle and bustle, enjoy a beautiful quiet lonely.
  Separation and reunion in a hurry, dusk to dawn back and forth interweaves the sorrows and joys, life is actually a vulgar performance, grand place, imbued with a bleak and beautiful but they will eventually and esse see meet mask house.
  Life in a hurry, shadows whirling, soul throb, streamer fly, fingertips transfer with Yue years, with much transformed become the vicissitudes of life. Youth is the a conform to the tomorrow of the old, old but is years a different kind of style, in the most beautiful years, rendering a a kind of ultimate happiness and sadness. Everyone, have not the same color, but they have the same old youth. The old youth, the old appearance, still barren, love yo mask house.
  Like reading, like to watch the sunrise, pick a windy morning, a person travels, a personal solicitation scenic journey alone drunk, from in get a little understanding, don't go with the world and the cruel argue.
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  • 2015/05/19 12:45
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• with a backpack seated directly
  She is a beauty with embryo child child, more grow up more beautiful, she will be praised by others, as a child because it is very simple, she is pretty, clever, she is serious darling female parents, is the idea of a good student.
  
  Astimegoesby unnoticeably, always speechless. She the longer, the greater the became a young girl. The harder the more fortunate, and eventually was admitted to key high school with honors. From then on, she became the brightest stars in the campus.
  
  She tries to show their own ability, she tried to prove himself, she is not a just looks beautiful vase, she not only beautiful but also a connotation of antique vase.
  
  Dry run for class in the class, she had no weakness in competition with the class monitor, eventually conquer the whole class with a dozen minutes speech, have burst of applause, even the teacher clapped her unconsciously.
  
  Then she also as she said, as the class conscientious, never neglect. But has never slackened in learning, the result is still top. Then came an exchange student in the class, it is a transfer from outside to students.
  
  He came to the first day of wearing a white shirt, a pair of white jeans, a pair of white canvas shoes. Tall stature and so delicate collocation, it is girl's idea of the man of god. Of course, is no exception in her heart. Because she is the monitor of the class, she can't because of the selfishness put him beside himself. Then she put him temporarily in the last row, he didn't say what, with a backpack seated university scholarship directly.
  
  As a monitor, she naturally has a duty to care for the new students. After class, she came to him, tell him because he didn't come so let him sitting in the last row for the time being, he said nothing, just nodded, she felt that the dialogue between them cold, then said, if there are any problems or do not understand after went to her, then went back to their own seat.
  
  He clear eyes, still calm, quietly watching her leave of figure. She went back to her seat, the feeling is palms are sweaty, small heart plop plop jump straight. Her efforts to calm down, the in the mind has a bit of blame, goodwill to send warm but he did as ice, there is not even a trace of a smile on his face.
  
  The bell ring the bell... In class when the bell rang, she put in the heart daydream, seriously in the classroom. Because of his cold let Carpet Cleaning HK her can't close to, so she carefully hid his share of the love light in the heart, only in the name of the monitor this to care about life.
  
  Is the fate or destiny, however, because he is poor English to other grades are good. So the teacher also granted confided him to as eleaf gs air 2 learning bully her, from then on, he became her deskmate. Seamless zero distance. So I also become the biggest enemy of eyes of girls in the class, in the face of criticism they have intention to not intentional of, I also never to ignore, because I am the monitor of the class, and also because as a girl, I can understand them. But after a few days he is still not a spark of change, is still chilly, dialogue is also poor, only when he met problems began to talk.
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  • 2015/04/02 11:22
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• Strike on the case
  
  
  Dreams, QingDang leaf boat, in the central sea roam, underlining the obsession, in the quiet town, entanglement. I put the dream gently shaking, slowly step, hold a grain of acacia beans, through suzhou old times wiom infant formula stage 1...
  
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  【 set foot on the old jiangnan 】
  
  Eyes, light cold fog diffuse, thought it was a dream, thought that oneself once again fall in fantasy. Looked up, gently close your eyes, quiet quiet breathing, this kind of weather, with real cold, originally, I really came.
  
  Suzhou, a dream of coming back to the place, now, really set foot. Heart, soft, like in a distant dream, faint lake, create ripples, ancient alley, heard melodious tweedle, hanging by the oiled paper umbrella, is fantasy into quiet rain lane, the court of the ink spilled, loaded with literature, ancient books bloom of cold plum, sending out the light faint scent, delicate clay figurine, posing a different modelling, ferry boat and the elders, singing the old songs, landscape small pavilions, ancient attic, full of nostalgia. Beautiful scenery, rather than luxury, heart, silence rather than sentimentality wiom 2.
  
  Strike on the case, the sun through the window of small inn, a paper ink, slowly and gently, carrying the soul, quietly through.
  
  One thousand years ago, who in this silent under the eaves, write stories? Who's here, and pen and ink, who's here, sing odes, who lean on the window, who's full moon, people? Spread a piece of paper, who, as iraqis? Who, point a red candle, acacia tear shed? Who, light pillow, a soft bed, dream once again reunited, who, independent has a cut, have a old times?
  
  One thousand years ago, who's here to years old, the old time go? Read is full of wit, or wen wan jade wind? Is following ZhangDeng bitter man awake, or window to ying ying and stand of the woman?
  
  Thoughts, across the long, long time wiom 2...
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  • 2015/03/05 12:07
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• take my doubt and confusion
  
  
  The passage of time, light polyester old traces, leaving only micro desert plain and sorrow. Which the water, and you go to, leaving only chu to stare and sigh. 
  
  The water in a hurry, take my doubt and confusion WIOM.
  
  Dream of wind, blowing my dreams are decked with gorgeousness, as the fragrance of the lilacs to go on.
  
  Sun is like fire, like dream.
  
  Time tell quietly talking, how could I stay here? Pause, I still gathered pace. Here, then go ahead!
  
  This is not my world, is not my master. Why don't you like, on the other hand, the intense rush tianya, Ren Er swim! Like the blue yan, so-called beauty meets your language I scream; As time and youth, you go I also don't stay WIOM!
  I'm not a genius, you'll never forget, also was not the school bully, but with the spirit of the efforts of the alternation of day and night, alone the list of literature. Try to ask, I take what compared with everybody? , time is not lack of self-knowledge, why should I struggle in the past for a long time can't forget. Instructions, 36 lines, line out of the top, I why obsession.
  
  Commissioner of jun to a domain misty rain wind was raining, the gate.
  
  In front of the past long gone, still need I look before you leap. A step forward, belongs to own world, to fight WIOM!
  
  Pen pen, I write the dream in between the lines. "A domain of misty rain life, wind and rain also no clear". Who says future two boundless, it rains? But don't know the gentleman being naked, road I come rain or shine. Standing at the top of the world, proudly stand first. Although step back and seasky, little imagine, to me, it is so near. As a result, my way, even if way, I have to wait until smooth and steady village again!
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  • 2015/01/07 15:25
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• bond between two people.
  
  
  Often thought, if one day you can grizzled troubadour, if can choose, you can allow me to bring something or a person, what I want most is a painting, a woman with me grizzled troubadour has a poetic feelings, coupled with wonderful inscribed on the canvas, it will be is the most beautiful thing in the world Medicox.
  
  For a long time, actually I don't know what to paint in the women's charm, art was more don't know? Or painting is a field of art. But naturally like writing fellow, unconsciously fell in love with calligraphy, then gradually learned that will be as like painting, calligraphy in the women's common place between them is so strikingly similar.
  
  Where to read the sentence "it feels like the ink palace crack brocade home see zen flower like dream, always think labor is kind and good with hands. Such as text. Such as hand do." Yeah! Such as text, such as hand made, it's so wonderful, shallow ratio text is saturated with the poet night thought, emotion, rice paper elaborate the picture is saturated with a few miss sing with the changan Medicox.
  
  At that time, still at university! Friends go to school to play, it is by chance in a friend that saw the writing brush, at the moment our, I think I really like this pen, through the friend introduction, later met the girl drawing.
  
  In a slight chill can fragrance 4 excessive, brave, strong, she laughs like the same fascinating bright clouds of the sky, she not only beautiful hand writing, and the painting achievement is't. Her beauty is like a breeze in August, is the same quiet moonlit of erhai lake, smile with some amazing taste, march ChuangWei don't jie, the beauty of the flap is the dream float in the sky the stars. I quietly looked at, but I forgot about the time grow what is engraved on the stone WIOM?
  
  Feelings in the world is so wonderful, an unknown person, just greeting each other, only silently remember call, beauty, soulmate, so close to the heart can also through the years there, although in different dust waste years of aromatic rings. Later, I asked her to beg for a calligraphy and painting, say wait to get back to the spring city, a long time which also became the emotional bond between two people.
  
  She is in her city, life, pursue, optimistic sometimes reality I as a man. Understand a man, or deep drawn to live, don't need to do too much, you just need to look at her each paragraph, let heart again and again to create a city is one of her, don't need is the result of love, love can just right.
  
  I have in my city, and dreams of the night to find again, think only hate can't grow superhuman powers, can't be her that kind of person, also know their wishful thinking, so what? Dreams, fragrant grass to roving through places more affection, it is raining for a burst of, a few years time go too fast.
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  • 2014/11/19 11:49
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