When the sun for you ąÅũ one full of smiles, years, such as tidal flat trend flooded atrium. I do not know why, every time I sat in the sun, watching the slanting of the back of my own mood always slowed by the thick, all the unhappiness and dust have been baking the same. I think life should have some more this time: a man sat on the bed, he saw no one is inlaid with a sapphire sky and enjoy the sunset from the sink below the horizon, waiting for the passing away of the day.
A human face with a sweet smile, look directly at a certain place, a long time does not move, then I think certainly in his mind is full of hope. The feeling is how fine! When a person carrying excessive desire to breathe the air, hearts filled with years of waste and despair, he how helpless. My experience is limited, perhaps my age of two kinds of feelings can not be pierced rings, sedimentary years of the curtain screen Snapshots. Perhaps that Kim Guangcan Can I see the great world, and is quietly covered with a layer of silent veil of all the world's disdain and desire to have vanished into a high-sounding, if you will agree that people stubborn and impulsive moods to the level of touch of the years. Maybe sometimes, the dream scenes in front of numerous strategizing steps are screeching halt, because that was amazing, and countless countless praise from the high contrast, even so easy to curl up at your doorstep, but they are so silent from the years of stolen, as if deities share of the desecration of the sacred can not be alone for her blessing.
When all of the action the desire to bring success, and this desire has become ever more undisguised presentation success purposes. The bottom of my heart that I relentlessly flowing springs of hope coupled with a cleansing agent. Yes, the sweeter the. The years had become a sweet and tired of people intoxicated, wake-up is once again in tears, but the expulsion did not take the share of deep-rooted history, such history is a new, each time in that sleepless night hit the least, as if a fixed number in his life, some people cast the scorn of eyes, some people have a more long time not sleeping.
I am glad I picked up the pen in my mind, the most true, most real out to share with you. Those words could be you, it may be sleeping times.