Wednesday, January 30, 2013

The love is in time of _'s love of bottom of heart

The love is in time of _'s love of bottom of heart

Leaderette: The once love has already been over, can only hold a person's emotion in one's heart, the love is the unselfish devotion, there may not be any repayment to and then turn one's head, it is a kind of regret to say the love!
Been defending meticulously all the time
Burn the barren bleak and desolate heart, until the familiar one can't know well again, the ring tones set up for the crescent specially is remembered again, the past each time soft wind, each time fresh rain, beautiful meeting by chance is not any more the floating smoke and passing clouds each time, those have, like, have, hate, have agony have happy memory of bit breach a dyke, down as the flood turn on the floodgate, though time has already slipped for ten years, understand that loves the crescent oneself with a smile, been loving the crescent all the time, has never stopped.
In young period of youth, have no intention of seeing one pair is deep like sea water, the bright eyes like cold star with a smile, lack kindred, I wonder why desire, go, find out inner world of crescent with a smile, want to find out about the sorrow of crescent in the eyes. With a smile deep to attract the eye, unable to free oneself, anxious and fearful to write one's own the intersection of mood and story as, insert in the study book of the crescent by a little poem while being right while being anxious and fearful.
That poem is very inmature, very tender, post you and I meet obtain look like one cloud leaving looking like a gust of wind meeting waiting for in rain in the rain hurriedly gently by you life you one main fact in the the intersection of I and life I be known by north, south, east and west world people spirit yet to be transferred by one that transferred to transferred to to transferred around transferring /.
The little poem give after the crescent, wait for the response of the crescent like the days pass heavily with a smile, afraid of being refused, will wait with a smile, this is first bold attempt till to now of her, even admire one's own courage very much with a smile, unexpectedly the girl of such a document air dares to explain to a boy.
Finding the boat that a piece of paper rolled over under the desk with a smile after waiting of countless day and night, she opens that boat cherishing the mood expected, boat front is that oneself writes to the little poem of the crescent, reverse side is that the crescent is written to one's own one, life is drizzly road-side pavilion misty rain /if you can't separated as we are thousands of miles apart, we come together as if by predestination have no chance with on on the opposite side, earth resentments gaudy last I being getting not more smooth everywhere after expressing by feelings sad sighing with deep feeling Heaven to a brightness bowing one's head /I It is unwilling it follow by TianXings all over in the airly getting unwilling and timid and getting more free and more easy actually more now lonely /since life destine to resentment, so life is but a dream /please highly value /.



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