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  • 2016.03.31 Thursday
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See beautiful

The breeze gently sway, in the bottom of my heart blossoms bloom ripples, the hearts of the micro fibrillation. July the sun is shining, the heart is restless, some moment such as the beautiful fireworks, the flowers after broken. Maybe sometimes just flower briefly as the broad-leaved epiphyllum, some things just a mirage, insubstantial objects, however some fate is like Nanke dream.

Stroking the appearance of years, when everything is confused, turbulent, in the bottom of my heart for peace. Some things are transient, like the time, like the youth we cherish. Maybe some way to go alone, those who accompany us through many streets, but will eventually in a crossroads of discrete, some thing will forget, some people go too far, the Mo we walk alone, a person watching the scenery.

The elongated figure, heart a long time can not be calm, forty-five degree angle to look, so happy, the sad but not far away, stumbling stumbled, inevitably brings tears to my eyes. The impossible dream, hampers heart burning heart.

Years of solitude is the heart, like we used to sing the song, the more grown up more lonely, the more grown up more uneasy. Music sounded, grief wound, you say a tear on the keyboard sound so clear, you said you have not shed tears, once ... Died. The asymptotic things, those away.


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