Romantic season, colourful, a flower like flower, touching, surrounded by. In the end, we have both ends of the heart, also have mutually cherish to our xinxin in the, we hand through time, also have our separation of tears, drippy heart. Youth, is the only, youth, is beautiful.
Bleak world, there are always mottled shadow, the residual before sunset reveal sad look. I have very serious heard "sunset the beauty of the infinite good", but also seriously feel "just near evening" pale. Youth is a sorrowful, at the beginning of the white paper on KongWen, always outline several road deep lines, those parallel, at the intersection of linear, those coils, connected curve. louis vuitton damier azur canvas
Sunset, I will still look xishan horizon, look at the Haitian connect the horizon, there, like the intersection of two world, when we go through this journey, will secure across end, to the next point. We desire to stay here and bathe in the glow of beautiful.only, we have too many shed, stems from a few beautiful, also mixed with some regret.
We write something about after the poem, we deduce youth with some of our own life, some we have unique destiny. We used to hide into the camera youth, memory, freeze in youth, we often turn those yellow photos and those not send letters, then look vaguely smiling face, we of pure puerile, we write a myriad of thoughts with the surge of emotion surge, such as, in the water and the shimmering transitory ripples layers of breeze on, gently, rippling boat sailed past, with a past. Time, always gone, however, are often in mind. louis vuitton damier ebene canvas
Youth is a song linger, a song of grief, our exclusive linger for time constant, but always with time in the chase is time pursued. We yearn for this segment is likely to linger, but in spending flash. One day, when youth sadly away, and we will find that those who walk, what we have lost.
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