Like to listen to songs of tea, gently clean singing voice, interpretation of the story one after another. Listening to her songs, I do not do anything, just listen. I remember once my mind there is a wearing a white cotton shirt, blue pleated skirt girl. In fact, the skies were white gardenia petals. Floating blue dress girl fell, the girl's smiling gently, his eyes glistening with tears, everything quiet, only tea in the singing, disappeared in the crowd, then finally understand that some people in the tears is not one but missed the birds in the light ...... looked scared off from the air, I cried for a long time, the heart is full to the inevitable being echoed with a touch of melancholy sweet.
nice house out of the sun spilled through the large windows all over the place I was sitting on the floor, cleaning up things scattered everywhere __ paper books. ..... To be honest letter presents painting, finishing what really is a wonderful thing gently wipe away the dust, like the emotional touch before the dust by the previous passion is recalled, is the passion has cooled, but also dream, always the more reasonable the more chaotic .
the following items from the mess out an album, open competition is a look at some yellowing Zhao film, father and mother. thin father standing rape leaves, Han Han's laugh, the wind is up, rape gently swaying, unlined daddy waving in the wind, my mother sitting on the ridge with flowers, two small identified, slow waves of youth face, and hands the flower. hands caress the pictures, rough-made paper, and carefully note the long period of yellowed years, realized that my father and my mother was as young as ever, there have been, like me the Mood for Love, there was also full of ambition, but also the same as the sun in the beautiful bubble easily broken dreams, but also have had fiery youthful enthusiasm, romantic poem but ...... have lost, by time, by wind and rain Cuican, was calm today to replace today's wrinkles and gray hair, I think, my parents to see what these photos are feeling? is too quiet, weather-beaten suffered a lot after the final sigh? Or Flowers fall to,
gina shoes, familiar to swallow to return, sad? or two there, right? how sad,
mbt walking shoes, how is happiness!
years, we change. to change to We miss the students find good friends that read: passed away, will be the most pleasant memories;. miss is already gone, is not lost, in a song girl, lost love,
first call, feelings, and his together bit by bit into a nostalgic photo of the parents, loss of affections, and enthusiasm of youth, the days of those who have also turned into relentless miss it, lost so much time, time, content has become my miss.
like to see in the night when deep feelings diary written before, is like watching a movie about the past,
barefoot shoes, the people inside with the expression of uncertainty the sun is very careless casual, very light wind, clouds are about, you will see many, many of the montage, and then place a blank piece of paper to write some text written on _ I remember that once a word: people grow up before Indus pieces known to be looking at leaves and lonely. is a good day to day;. This sentence is Chencun said. is like the kind of lonely heart like a mirror under a tree early in the morning swept the slightest left marks, maybe the same as Zhang said _: remember that if something smells, it is that camphor, incense, vanilla sweet and sound, as I remember clearly the joy of sweet and wistful, like the mind to forget the sorrow.;
When the wind blows, everything quiet, do not speak, think slowly, slowly in the aftertaste, perhaps at a certain moment, without room, you will hear the burst of flavor, vaguely remember being _ it is called.
everything quiet
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