In the afternoon a young, I heard a song, chilly touching, such as the mountain breeze blowing Yu child's dream. Leave it blank sun soak into the depths of the skin, Shan-ming Valley should be, almost equal to my heart, gray Cuiwei sideways, in the twilight, he even turned into sweet tears ...
Years as one autumn, not the misty rain, not the Red; have a little bit, a little bit of memory, thin air a decade as a white light with low v, singing softly ... is Who I am often in tears the night without sleep? Who made every day I miss that good night? Waiting is not the first old life, it?
But I used to wait, so, in reincarnation, I can not resist the origin of the station back to wait. I do not know, so I can see how long an answer; I do not know, so I insisted on waiting long to wait for a result to be? Miss, very weak, it is because I do not see miss results. Perhaps not miss the results, it simply demonstrates that there are individuals in my heart ever existed, it is not able to miss a certificate? That once it had existed then?
Tearful smile in the rain curtain on gradually clear, slowly blurred; so there is the temptation of the distance, with heartbroken people in the horizon of the Acacia. Did you know? I was afraid of a person's deserted; afraid when the quiet night; afraid Du Wu and thinking people; afraid Chujing and injury. But you do not understand, I just tried simple to arrive at the sun's return, the flowers poetic tribe, in the nostalgia of the cloud, have you, have I, with Wanshou for happiness.
However, continuous storm
It turned out that you want to deliberately forget, but it will not help but think of; want to give up, but can not be free and easy to let go; some feelings, knowing that will not continue; some people, knowing not cherished; even if the mouth that the matter, the face once loved, I still can not Xinruzhishui! I wish you would fall in front of my tears, covered my eyes with the palm of your hand, and said my eyes look best when only a smile. I wish you would hugged me blankly when I then said, you never in front of me not to disguise strong. I wish I wronged you, when my head at your shoulder, stroking my hair that does not matter, even if all do not believe you, you and me.
Heart of the sea ledge, always eager to spread down to wait for some of the moon, perhaps only late autumn, late autumn my thoughts just a little bit more ...
I want to: people, always strong and brave in the waves in it.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Her Heart Always Cherish
Throughout the summer of 2007
Maybe I got lucky, Causing loss of lives in those who completely lost interest in online games, finally found a can stimulate their inner potential of the game - sports car.
I chose the QQ karting, thus eliminating the trouble of applying for account. Playing each game, the application account is the most I can not have the patience to do.
I took his game to a "lack of eye little fox" that name. I like the fox that in fairy tales and myths on behalf of animal cunning fox story of the word, but I say that I am close to people who are missing eye. But very fortunately, in the game, no matter into which room, my teammates would call me to talk to me a small fox, rather than call me Simpleton.
There are too many things my body needs to vent out. I have to vent these feelings into the game. Very exciting game, every shift and acceleration are able to make my blood surging, feel a kind of fly. This feeling spread fingers on the keyboard falls, unfortunately, emotional hit from the fingertips to the keyboard the moment, the game that drove the red sports car, red eyes, the girl will be a hit roadside buildings , but also the direction back to less than half a bad tune on the runway. Still, his teammates have told me that it does not matter, a good practice. Therefore, although a clear know where the fantasy at the same time, but my mind was also felt warm.
That weekend, I went to that room after a very fortunate to join a strong team in the. In that room, every game down the whole room, I am still the last one, but every time our team was the ultimate winner, because our captain is really a powerful racer, he has encouraged me to say It does not matter a good practice.
As I continued to hit the wall in the game after 4 hours, the other side of the room came in a seven-night angel who called. He is totally a rookie-level characters, since the beginning of the game he has hit me. Bureau which is our usual team wins, but I did not think that, in that Council comes to an end after a seven-night that the angel told the guy in the room, bulletin boards actually cried: "the little foxes 'T' a . " Our team is the winner, the owner of course, is our captain, our captain has been encouraging me, he will not 'T' I.
But then the fact that in my surprise, that angel guy called seven-night, and I imagine not so simple, he is not a rookie, because we play the second game, he has been ahead run in the top. The next thing can be imagined, this is the other side wins, because that angel was the first seven nights, the owner of the key natural in his hands, so I did not react in time, I have in the room outside.
Maybe I got lucky, Causing loss of lives in those who completely lost interest in online games, finally found a can stimulate their inner potential of the game - sports car.
I chose the QQ karting, thus eliminating the trouble of applying for account. Playing each game, the application account is the most I can not have the patience to do.
I took his game to a "lack of eye little fox" that name. I like the fox that in fairy tales and myths on behalf of animal cunning fox story of the word, but I say that I am close to people who are missing eye. But very fortunately, in the game, no matter into which room, my teammates would call me to talk to me a small fox, rather than call me Simpleton.
There are too many things my body needs to vent out. I have to vent these feelings into the game. Very exciting game, every shift and acceleration are able to make my blood surging, feel a kind of fly. This feeling spread fingers on the keyboard falls, unfortunately, emotional hit from the fingertips to the keyboard the moment, the game that drove the red sports car, red eyes, the girl will be a hit roadside buildings , but also the direction back to less than half a bad tune on the runway. Still, his teammates have told me that it does not matter, a good practice. Therefore, although a clear know where the fantasy at the same time, but my mind was also felt warm.
That weekend, I went to that room after a very fortunate to join a strong team in the. In that room, every game down the whole room, I am still the last one, but every time our team was the ultimate winner, because our captain is really a powerful racer, he has encouraged me to say It does not matter a good practice.
As I continued to hit the wall in the game after 4 hours, the other side of the room came in a seven-night angel who called. He is totally a rookie-level characters, since the beginning of the game he has hit me. Bureau which is our usual team wins, but I did not think that, in that Council comes to an end after a seven-night that the angel told the guy in the room, bulletin boards actually cried: "the little foxes 'T' a . " Our team is the winner, the owner of course, is our captain, our captain has been encouraging me, he will not 'T' I.
But then the fact that in my surprise, that angel guy called seven-night, and I imagine not so simple, he is not a rookie, because we play the second game, he has been ahead run in the top. The next thing can be imagined, this is the other side wins, because that angel was the first seven nights, the owner of the key natural in his hands, so I did not react in time, I have in the room outside.
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