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Looking for a love.
The for only a love< br / > memories, opened the curtain of a fan bleak desolation, homing South Ferry, quiet place I miss you, recite your name, faint ran until cool... In the life the joy, anger,tn pas cher, sadness, like a premeditated, unfortunately staged crazy about half a century, half mad, a plan mind ink dyed the full paper absurd statement, wipe with a bitter tears. The preface woman, all his life looking for, that is the wrong time placed intersection of love. Even if lost in the vast sea, still trying to find the missing person, emotion. In the red hot, was infected with a ray of bright color, at the dawn of the dark night across the arc light ran however clean air, to bring the lonely street line hope. To the last trip,hogan outlet, one about to life. Life, end up walking or running, when tired, tired, will be docked in the migratory bird habitat tree indus. So I set foot on the homing South Road, on the way, the world of ice and snow, storm, stranded car, passenger in a car accident, so, frightening, scratching scratching his hands like manic, after all, from small to large, which trained such startle ah? Condition of the mistakes, only crustily skin of head, continue to go on, glad, there is hope ahead, the comfort of their own, okay, began to have no huitoujian the, let's go, a person's journey. The rainy season. Blurred my eyes, wet my heart. Minagata Haruro, I hope I'm not too cold. When the train roared, my heart began to beat,golden goose saldi, even panic and joy. Because the scenery beautiful, beautiful dream. When I accidentally saw the red kapok, it will shine in my eyes, like most of your youth. I want to pick your face, quiet heart shallow reading. In fact, now unable to low back, I know, and cried because you can't find you, he dropped a sad. Quietly looking at the southern sky, gently whispering whisper, where are you? Looking for, is a romantic and extremely hard work. When you try hard to find the time, that person is not in. A person to be in a strange place, for me this Luchi, it is a kind of torture. The sense of direction is clear when you appear, but where are you now? Standing in the Green Street, I know this is the spring of March, I had some at a loss. Woman, always is made of water flesh, thoughts with shame and late spring, there is no secure love, hope home to home, eager to that a true dependence. Tears often flow, in the lonely because of the way you sad. That day, happened to encounter you birthday, standing in the boundless sky, looking at the star that lone star flashing, to you said: today's birthday,air jordan homme, can someone accompany? What is missing. You can be right? Perhaps, I left surprise people. Then the wind and rain, also want to go head-on. Nobody understands, under this decision,scarpe hogan outlet, it takes a lot of courage, just to prove their heartbeats, to dream, to love, to live, there are still the beating heart. Could not get through the phone,spaccio hogan outlet, as if begging for a spiritual food, sleep, sleep. All hung up. Often?Related Articls:
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Spring is a warm eyes, a willow smoke, written in plain, using the inventory, not Mei Yan not. No matter the swallow came back a few only, do not see what flowers flowers, or whether it will snow unusually cold spell in April. The trivial detail of the thought, engraved in the heart, one copy of it, slowly memories! |
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