text Shen June
you hear birds singing it? Very crisp.
bad the wind is no point in moaning.
spring leaves do you see? Very lonely.
lonely in its natural fall, even a little swing had no strength.
you guess my mind it? Very messy.
kept it in the empty drift, constantly hovering.
end, leaving only a blank ...
branches on the tree has withered, but I want to tell my miss.
you not with me,
beats by dre, your shadow gradually free in my loneliness.
I do not avoid it, but close to it quietly, quietly read it.
flowers, I did not pick one for you, because I know, pick it, it will fall for, and you will too.
flowers, I won it seriously, buried under the tree, let the wind take it, because I know that it hereafter, is still blooming here, so.
that far away you been?
I gently greeting, looking at you that far away, and fascinated.
I really miss you. Before we knew it,
tods men, I secretly thought several times.
I did not tell myself 'I'm fine'.
I will not lie, cheat others, but unconsciously, many times I have cheated yourself.
this, very warm. No scarves,
moncler, no flowers, no.
far I still always thinking about you, that, really good warm.
the white wall, today I have added on a fortune. You know, that a sum represent? Oh, perhaps you know.
to whom I dare not promise, you know? As promised a commitment to a debt owed.
you know, maybe this is a test, the test of ability to recover, and frankly everything.
I like you, because we did not speak the distance.
you like me, because we have beautiful memories. Even if each had persistent
too, too, are not lost their desire to hurt again, never want to lose on the same track, right?
that a word is not to say at this time, but the pain.
that one word, it is like a well,
tods, deeper and deeper, can not get away, you know?
that one word, perhaps we should not at this time to what it promises.
'If you, please love; does not love, please leave. '
You and I have a vulnerable side,
dre beats, no one was willing to be innocent.
If you can, firm, and not every lie, but its not very confident.
If you can, please, there must be sunshine after the rain, do not lock yourself in the clouds, the so suffocating.
If you can, cherish, to each tell their own, do not inexplicable crying, okay?
If you love, you understand; does not love, please bold.
erosion lights the night sky is not the end.
insect sounds you hear it? Very sharp.
it alone in a quiet solo has been played.
winter snow do you see? Very sad.
still can not find it in the fall was not instantaneous melting of the ground.
you guess my heart? Very low.
it was looking for a quiet corner, listening to music to tell ...
perhaps, life is also so fragile. The intersection is also in the choice of devotion, after all, was beautiful too.
gently with a hoarse voice said the word: Good night, sleep early.
a punctuation to the evening draw, bloom again.
(Editor: the wandering knife)
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At this sad season
while a dressed girl
the original is still by my side just lonely
And most of all, I will laugh at myself for man is most comical when he takes himself too seriously. Never will I fall into this trap of the mind. For though I be nature's greatest miracle am I not still a mere grain tossed about by the winds of time? Do I truly know whence I came or whither I am bound? Will my concern for this day not seem foolish ten years hence? Why should I permit the petty happenings of today to disturb me? What can take place before this sun sets which will not seem insignificant in the river of centuries?
listening to music to tell ...
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