calm down and you will
still raining, washed away once dirty memories, but can't bring back the past pure youth!
I used to think life is, no one he let me sad.
When buttonwood lonely showed a huaguduo, slight fever slip through the wind and a out of the shackles of groups, with the air of melody leisurely drift, I looked up, snapping, it squarely in my line of sight of the place Enterprise Server Hosting , only one meter from the ground is dry branches.
I hook up the corners of the mouth, the eyes of the feelings or another yourself, have a moment of trance, their familiar with such a scene from the bottom of my heart. To the end, no matter how many spring and autumn of the first-generation sequence, that from the bottom of my heart throb is always unable to suppress.
Pure summer, back to his past time once you find limited , found broken a sad, but also picked up with a cup of good feelings.
Quietly, lying in the shade, sit beside the small courtyard, feel the real beauty of nature, feel the flow of time, about clear and simple.
Listen to blossom, in the heart a little drop, is so delicate and lovely, enjoy with, spend happy happy again.
Really beautiful thing is actually in inconspicuous places, walking in the quiet and tastefully laid out and the jungle, you will find that even the sparrow's muffled so warble, a litter wutong leaves may also be a little regret; Summer day,  the beauty ; see the shutters on the edge of money plant leaf in stretch slowly, see cicadas sing sing through life together.
I used to think life is, no one he let me sad.
When buttonwood lonely showed a huaguduo, slight fever slip through the wind and a out of the shackles of groups, with the air of melody leisurely drift, I looked up, snapping, it squarely in my line of sight of the place Enterprise Server Hosting , only one meter from the ground is dry branches.
I hook up the corners of the mouth, the eyes of the feelings or another yourself, have a moment of trance, their familiar with such a scene from the bottom of my heart. To the end, no matter how many spring and autumn of the first-generation sequence, that from the bottom of my heart throb is always unable to suppress.
Pure summer, back to his past time once you find limited , found broken a sad, but also picked up with a cup of good feelings.
Quietly, lying in the shade, sit beside the small courtyard, feel the real beauty of nature, feel the flow of time, about clear and simple.
Listen to blossom, in the heart a little drop, is so delicate and lovely, enjoy with, spend happy happy again.
Really beautiful thing is actually in inconspicuous places, walking in the quiet and tastefully laid out and the jungle, you will find that even the sparrow's muffled so warble, a litter wutong leaves may also be a little regret; Summer day,  the beauty ; see the shutters on the edge of money plant leaf in stretch slowly, see cicadas sing sing through life together.
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