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135703 2006 年 09 月 05 日 13:43 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Emotional World
Fish happily swimming in the sea. when it when his head above water,
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real strong. Fish said nothing, the tail of a program, turn walk out. It went to the depths of the sea, it is to prove that they are strong. Fish found in the white shark, which threw charge ahead. Only the lips moving white shark to end the fighting. Fish in the white shark's stomach struggle, suffocation, choking, struggling. In dying, it is the exhaustion of spare white shark snapped the intestines. Lost white shark,
coach shoes, the fish died.
fish soul to see God, God told the fish:
hundred tenderness. Breeze brush back around to tell the butterfly Acacia convolution. Butterfly Breeze asked: Butterfly said: It is hiding in the sky, waiting for the arrival of the night. When the meteor across the night,
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fish soul to see God. God told the fish:
hundred years to wait. Flowers bloom, attracted many bees and butterflies dance around it. However, that the white butterfly is proudly parked in a willow on. Butterfly said: It quickly drowned. Butterfly plop top of the washed pearl coast, watching the waves in the flowers Can Shi, spent.
fish soul and saw God. God told the fish:
Hundred Years of Solitude. Flying snow, white butterfly hiding among the branches wither cold shiver. She said: not how to make an early end to the cold winter. At this time it is thought to melt, but it knows only the sun came out to melt. So do not hesitate to fly to the sun snow accommodation, in a brilliant in his own and turned it into a tear. Xue Ting, sun ten thousand, are born in spring. White butterfly glitter wings, and can play,
coach purses, flying out. She thinks the fish is great, that the sun kissed the fish drip of tears, say love it.
tears know life will gradually rise as the sun slowly melt. But it loves butterflies,
电脑用久了,运行速度慢了,教你们怎样清除电脑里面的垃圾 - Qzone日志, but butterflies love it now, and tears have lost their capacity for love and butterflies. Tears of the butterfly, said: Tears of laughter, and with the love of butterflies, butterfly hate, gradually, gradually disappearing into the Red Dust.
soul fish once again saw God, it says: To love, worth it? It felt even choose to do it again, it will still do so, but it is not willing, but has been helpless. God told the fish, it can go to heaven, to be a carefree angel. But the fish has chosen to purgatory, it said:
fish in purgatory along with the devil fight. Darkness, loneliness, fear, and never-ending struggle every day all the time like a knife stabbing into the heart of the fish. Fish became the purgatory of the Asura. Even God is like the fish has become a ruthless god of war. Seven years of fighting, seven hundred years of pain, cold-blooded seven years, seven hundred years of loneliness, temper seven hundred years ,...... just for one: to love forever.
seven hundred years later, the fish come from purgatory,
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coldest smile, laugh very sad. Because it is only a half chance. Cold Moon slowly draw the sky,
Beautiful Hangover -- BIGBANG - Qzone日志, fall or fish in thousands of years ago when it first met, and that the sea butterflies. Cold light blue waters of the Caribbean outside the dismal scores. Butterfly fish that did not lie to her: I come back, the last half-chances were lost.
Asura lost their fighting spirit, no angel of love arrows. Asura was finally swallowed up the flood purgatory, angels are lost in the fog. Front of the butterfly fish in heaven, said: I love you in exchange for the year,
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colored butterflies flowing tears of snow, said: