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another winter comes, can inhibit the injury worry as the cold in his heart, through the stiff face. This winter, memories seem to be particularly frequent, because the winter cold ruthless nature of it?

path I do not believe in love forever, I Samson flowing love will disappear over time, so I chose to give up, choose to forget ... ... I was wrong, that there are a kind of love is called memorable, indelible imprint in the memory! When the cold hit again, I still feel his gentle, but more so the feeling is gone, I have a vague sense of clinging to his hand, he returned to head of pity but when mixed with another ruthless woman's hand disappeared! Looking back and work hard to face the window, expand their horizons in some melancholy, depressed people are not sad how sad things? Close your eyes, hard to imagine the novelty of spring green, but bear in mind the memory of the total looming. tone, suddenly Hui Guoshen, that was four years ago things!

Life is not nothing but nothing, he is in my past mistakes, to carry out this error I miss even the next four years there, which is cause and effect! Since the dictionary has clear.

to walk outside [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], diameter of a philosopher who said, In those sad days, I was in this way to ease the sadness in my heart. I remember four years ago, and static arm around the street to look at another woman in his arms out of my sight, grief, and a flash of life has no meaning, Jiang Li winter on the horizon waiting for my ice into sculptures, and now can not help but reflect on secretly laughing at himself! Looking at high altitude, the soft white clouds floating in the warm look like cotton, the sun reflecting through the cold air is more warm and look around stressful conditions, can still see things clear. I was frustrated but I am not confused; is weak but strong in hard; memories of some feelings are hard to break away but I also look forward to a better future.

sit on the slate, like the body, like in the picture, this beauty transcend all mundane earthly things, only people who can understand, I was lucky. There is also a bow to enjoy the original, full of energy subtilis in the cold, waving the body is the most beautiful portrait of their life. Heat flow inside a kind of roundabout, is a lucky man alive, love life is a trivial idea, not just the people should observe all things of nature there, they are a taste of it [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!

On the way back I felt very comfortable, a lot of pace. A look back [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], bleak shadow of his many!