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As always, today's school, just out of school to see him. I always pretended not to see that write-off face to continue to go its own way, but every time he will be found, then caught him in the car.

I know I can talk with an elegant style of writing sad, love affair has nothing to do, just because I am talented.

Dream of pomegranate, such as blood, such as Kam open.

Two years ago

Wang, the only really honest now, all that happened did not, I am the past, tummy windows looking in, beheld him lying in bed reading na. "Grandma told the courtyard of the song are vegetables mother.

Purple Chai oblique lights in back, red cotton pink letter pillow cold side.

Every reason to sit here are the same, only this time different, and I head down, waiting for you below, I

Autumn, the weather is cold, when the characteristics of pollution in this city to take over the long can not see the geese fly south, ah, one can not even think about that. A J stuck his hands in the dust clouds of pocket to go on the road, watching as the dust filled the front, can only go leisurely, anyway, is idle day.

I feel the pressure of work can sometimes come through the air, the bubble has been no good mouth, face and back are beginning to acne, a rare break, want to go eat dinner the night market shopping, a few Amoy pieces of their favorite things, to release the pressure a bit, but hate the brother refused to walk with me, have to be re-routed Park, worth mentioning, Who than I do, then a visit to the park for the time being it!

Autumn morning,

Feng Yuan fifth forced to brake, to the extreme feelings of stagnation, she beat the horn impatiently, looked to one side staring at the deputy seat hee hee smile apologetically Yao Komidori, said: "Yao Komidori comrades, either you just pulled to death I accompany you to bargain to buy clothes, we are now already to the school! "

He pulled me in the corridor around the corner, I would not go back stubborn. I stood a large marble columns shadow cast by the edge of tears on in his eyes, soak my contact lenses. He stubbornly Banguo my body, large palm tightly clasp my shoulder. I nutation see the shadow on the ground as the dividing line, and I in the dark, he was out. I then looked up the doom of choked tears - he stood under the dim lighting, facial lines and always demanding. He finally spoke, thin lips, one of a room, I heard the voice of fragmentation time, how many light years across it, so difficult arrival of my ear.

She remembers when she was born, is this weather. At first just dusk, gloomy sky snow flakes several flower, and then rolling in the wind blown snow flying, hovering in the narrow side of her family porch. Or as usual to his mother bought food, rush back in time, warmth from her body to spill out, she was very surprised.

I can not figure this world half-truths of love, but also extremely similar exclusion of "responsibility" "obligations" of the word, they are alive to the best of human emotions locked into the cage, showing the iron play. As everyone knows, prison inmates are already bad, stink. What can I expect?