a forever friend

I am not a sad child
You are still a fictitious forehead
Qian is tired in the empty consciousness not had of time
Have not waited
I am very clear
Understand that dyes answering
Specious story
Block into a scrappy prose
The bit becomes the shocking poem

Everything is from start to finish
Turn into a piece of rest trembling
Seem not to happen
But come clearly into view
Have not stopped  Whether or the lie
Or stay carelessly
Have not refused  Or yearn
It is passionate not to have again
No longer just like originally

The red and black concept is fuzzy
What is absolutely
No  Do not have it absolutely absolutely

Do not twine a blue and green rattan
Worry a little star light
Do not misunderstand it and have pity on everything seen
It is the attitude to be hasty
It is not a style
Do not need to feel guilty
Do not matter and repent

Always stumble
After looking for  Penniless
Red string for binding a plait behind
My heart does not live
Charming common customs before one's eyes
True and false

Or remain silent
Do not sleep  Ambiguous
Sound of footsteps that time disappears
Force a smile and wait at daybreak
Go to sleep dimly
Use a dream
It is irredeemable to summarize for all one's life
With happening
Turn out a prestigious institution

 

The youth is the pastry beautiful
Eyes are very black and very black
Than the what you held night, have countless time blacker
Shade because of you  The society tosses about in bed
Attention because of you  The society buries

Even July  Heat wave
Rainwater
Or trials and hardship thunder and lightning
Perhaps  Need countless kind to bear the weight of
With the way that is born

Should not impose the answer simply
Should not look for flowers to be in bloom simply
Memory is a mirror
If not the happiness radiant with smiles
How is it
Memory, to the heart

Memory, to the heart
Like crossing the dream at night
Like a line silk tied
Like all excuses in panic
What needn't explain
Originally once in a while
Destiny is mixed
Just  Unreal image of the outline of destiny

In the disguise of whose name is it
It is scanty repeatedly
One but the more gray fog fan is indebted to

From then on  Have not subdued the sound
Do not just have that
Perseverance involved in at the beginning of September
There are countless branches of the emotion
This is not love
It is not the kindred
But  Lie across the edge
The one difficult to describe is gathered

The fault is not here, you   Here, I
Lie in me
False with the selfish name
It is deeply worried to cover up

The youth is the pastry beautiful
Can not bear to eat any more
Will still always go
And I  Why is all
Child that does not know how to treasure
You will smile and nod
Will cry and shake the head too

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Do not make it easy to become a kind of injury
Can't remember where to see this sentence: If you do not love a person, please let go, let others have an opportunity to love her. If the person that you loved gives up you, please unlock oneself, let oneself have an opportunity to love others.

Don't let easy to become one injury anything like, can belong to you either again, you yearn again in something but destined to give up too, the love is a song not singing forever in life. All one's life such as people can go through a lot of love, don't let easy to become one injury perhaps

There is fate in life everywhere, it is all predestined things that reason gathers reason scatteredly; Some fate is destined to lose at the beginning, some fate will not have a good result forever; But I just wish eagerly to create a kind of miracle. Love one might not want, have, have one must love him

The love is not a game, because we can not afford to play with it. Love wholehearted devotion, belong to place every, should leave one pure happiness in bottom of heart, never aroused in interest to people easily, but had discovered and loved deeply suddenly, was this flavour liked? Sad?

Perhaps I do not know that should crying and letting you love me in the face of reality without enough courage, should wipe away tears and let you leave? It is a kind of torment to wait for

The man's confidence, to his worship, the woman's arrogance is from adoring to her of a man from a woman. Then why do we never know how to treasure the people at the moment? fashionlife99

Love only because lonely perhaps, need, let, come on love alone, even there is not any final result. Why fragility like this but love, its fragile intensity is even easier than the glass vase sometimes. It is so strong, strong to regretting even giving up the idea

The love can be a thing in a moment, and can be a thing all one's life too.

Wish eagerly, come one trials and hardship at this moment, I in among them, have one's face covered with tears, can find either if so

The affairs of human life are hard to predict, in fact everything is all to come when it is appropriate, just we have no appropriate mood to meet it or not. Just as someone says; No matter who in to time in thing of doing wrong one, result of it be well imagined, its cost is obvious

Parting in the rear-view mirror
Your figure goes far gradually in the rear-view mirror, I am following you with the eyes, and expect to urge you to stay with the expression in one's eyes, but you are unwilling to turn round. In this way, there is no your shade in the rear-view mirror. And car start too, I the direction contrary to you of the whereabouts, it is mixed not to have again. In the rear-view mirror is a car that is trailed. And my heart was frozen at that time when you turned round to leave away, still remembered your firm expression. I have failed, defeated by the parting of the rear-view mirror, all which is defeated by you, the car transfers my body to another place, but soul and heart have been forgotten to shift. fashionlife99

Time found fossil soul of me, never moribund, the same quietness will die, until the dust piles up many layers, I am watching the changes that era deduce, when, who will remember my heart and soul still stood still for a long while at that time when you turned round to leave away, the ones that stand still for a long while in the rear-view mirror part  

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