2012年3月30日星期五

If the life only as in the beginning sees

 Has shown signs of life just like a flower bloom at the time of the water Lotus, Holy petal, pistil of fresh, green lotus leaves against the water surface, better if the rising moon, Kyushu, according to the same, are not exposed to fine dust.
Autumn wind faces a rather cool feeling, hair covering the eyes of dance, on the road between steps in a yellow in autumn, the pathos of life and loneliness in silence throughout. Is full of the joy of the crowd on the campus, I do not refuse to joy, but is not used and the many happy together formed chapter of joy. Life like walking on the Earth's shadow, maybe even better in the Moonlight, three people becomes shadows can be, but not as the midday sun, lonely only shadow squat low to the ground.
May be used to the fury of the world, may be enough of a love story of hate, so willing to go their own way with his head down, watching the foot stone, step by step been kicked ahead. Tending the head stone issued a thud, intuitively know the stones played to people, hurriedly looked up, I really would rather not looked up at that moment.
This is how life may, tightly holding hands at the time of release, everything is over, go back, go away.
Remember the season is early spring, in SPR pervaded the entire campus, sativa-as if buried in joyful atmosphere. Flowers bloom in the spring rain, pistil confided to fangfen, ' we didn't bring an umbrella school like two happy little birds, in the spring and released in the atmosphere of joy rehmannia. The opposite direction, the same form, let the rain hit, clatter, clatter, soaked with water, covered in mud, soaked with amazing, soaked with joy.

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