the students have fled to the corridor

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At that moment, you think that if, that dream of living in the snow woman, he thought you said the snow was so white and clean to the heartbreak. You seem to see her crying in the corner of the station when the helpless. Great snow, you a man in the heavy snow drifting away, the wind also roar, it took away your hat, cut your face, you will not psychological. A person toward the front of the black hole, suddenly, you finally burst into tears, the tears returning to flow backward like water, take your world drown, because you see the other side of the black hole, you have become a lonely old man,tods men, no snow, nor if it no longer was and how you say snow is pure,tods shoes, clean distressed people. There are only a lonely old man, he tears his back in silence.
Sure enough, she did not come, you are still sad that some indelible. Train station, turn around, not a familiar figure, who can not say goodbye, large tracts of loss, as you set foot on the train. Train north, relying on the windows, the inherent position sky, white clouds are mostly associated with most of the separation, they should be in the making long-awaited snow bar. Perhaps, that would be an angel's tears. You smile, smile, look up the angle is greater than ever.
numbness of life, you have forgotten the aesthetic,beats by dre, or the forgotten beauty. Again, when a snow across the road, flying behind you, you forget the turn, and no longer looking at the sky, afraid to raise your head you can see the tears as the sea, you adhere to the TV drama is the angel of tears. Do not want to pause too long in the snow, you hurried on, the crowd, teams of young couples, tightly intertwined with each other, no one else kissing, hugging. Love is so beautiful, seems to embrace the warm arrival of spring.
do you find that winter is not for you,beats by dre, large tracts of dead leaves, no birds in the sky. The whole city and everyone in hibernation, only you stubborn refused to yield. Snow predictable, devoured all life, trying to cover this gorgeous coat hidden deathly silence. It made perfect, but the atmosphere of death and corruption, has already passed through each hole, heavy your tight encirclement. Hysterical cry, you blankly indifferent trying to destroy them one by one, the moment when you fall, you realize your heart has long been corruption. No matter how futile rescue, crow over the plate suddenly find that their target is you. You are also unable to resist, heavy fall,dre beats, Since then, the whole world and not wake up, they all go to your funeral.
snow is so white and clean to the distressed people. If so remember when you said, you just smile. If you hold the hand and said, fool, do any good snow, warm place until only the lack of snow. If said with a smile, that angel's tears. Then, silence. You know, she is longing for the snow to the north, because there will be your next stop. When the end of the summer, you've been in that strange city, quietly waiting for her anticipated snow. She said that an angel's tears.
your funeral
they can just go on the original, eyes closed, hugging each other, Bu Songshou do not need to tell the difference. Because once opened his eyes and saw only the falling snow, so white, and moving, but can not touch, instant melt.
that is bored in the university classroom in one, huge amphitheater is only one rolling lecturers not only agreed, but the students are sleepy. I do not know who is suddenly called out, snow. At this point the outbreak of World War II, like the world is like, the students have fled to the corridor, girls were ecstatic, as if only the snow is off their best. Lift your lazy to vote, out of the window is the snow, is an imaginary white. You have not yet had time to smile, to send a message if the snow. Reply is that you expected, some beautiful, it is the angel's tears.
heart like leisurely
North did not
And you, for the future, who have never experienced the cold, is so taken by surprise. It roared like a black hole, waiting for you to fall in.. But you still choose to go, this is the choice of the world, and you do not resist. Only a small bird with you luggage.
When you tell if you leave tomorrow, she as calm as you might think. What you want me to send her a touch of the question. No, I am a man can. Then, silence.
When you set foot on the Shenyang to train before that, you have heard there is snow in Shenyang city. Endless snow to have a brilliant, big stars big stars for a transparent water droplets, clouds pierced numerous overlapping, crowded the sky from the land thousands of miles, many kinds of attitude changes, and finally satisfied, turned into great big flowers in the snow flowers , float in the air in the dead of the earth, receiving those who do not understand the brilliant but naive people who yearn for praise.
that if you leave the station that day hiding in the corner crying thing is two months later, a friend tells you she is very sad, if you see a message in your space, and she a person to eat, perform. You know her sad, but you doing the same thing. Two thousand miles away from sorrow doomed, which is the whole world know. You say in love with a man walking, looked like a baby or a pedestrian or a hug, never stop, and then through a crowd to another people, not a familiar figure, there is no reason to stop. Thousands of miles apart in two while walking on the street is never get hold of the place. This is also the whole world know.
of the snow.
only patch of quiet】 【
a then a, a ratio of a to the violent. Seemed to be swallowed whole earth. Excessive proliferation of naive they will become empty, people no longer care about the snow snow stopped, and no longer was looking at the snow reflections. Snow crystal with numerous violations under the footprints becomes dirty,tods, many of the attitude changes again, and finally into a pool of dirty stagnant water. You seem to remember a woman that they are angels tears, shaking his head helplessly, who stepped on their heavy weight, only endless grief behind him howling.
snow frenzied roll to you to, you choose not to resist, let them swallow you up. Finally, you drown in a large white Xuehai, the mind is always fixed in naive if you say, snow clean distressed at that moment. The memory of the disappeared in the snow. If we say that an angel's tears.
turn around, look for the snow
snow finally came

　　周豫看到这种情况

莹认为本人找到了所要的爱

Sixteen year-old young


We were driving along the road from Treguier to Kervanda. We passed at a smart trot between the hedges topping an earth wall on each side of the road; then at the foot of the steep ascent before Ploumar the horse dropped into a walk, and the driver jumped down heavily from the box. He flicked his whip and climbed the incline, stepping clumsily uphill by the side of the carriage, one hand on the footboard, his eyes on the ground. After a while he lifted his head, pointed up the road with the end of the whip, and said--
"The idiot!"
The sun was shining violently upon the undulating surface of the land. The rises were topped by clumps of meagre trees, with their branches showing high on the sky as if they had been perched upon stilts. The small fields, cut up by hedges and stone walls that zig-zagged over the slopes, lay in rectangular patches of vivid greens and yellows, resembling the unskilful daubs of a naive picture. And the landscape was divided in two by the white streak of a road stretching in long loops far away, like a river of dust crawling out of the hills on its way to the sea.
"Here he is," said the driver, again.
In the long grass bordering the road a face glided past the carriage at the level of the wheels as we drove slowly by. The imbecile face was red, and the bullet head with close-cropped hair seemed to lie alone, its chin in the dust. The body was lost in the bushes growing thick along the bottom of the deep ditch.