Encroach on fleeting youth

larmonyck

four years, do not understand anything from a kid in school to junior high school that the arrogance of the mighty publicity domineering girl in the now quiet, little girl words [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], everything changed, boring life , lonely time, the wasted years.

junior high school four years ago, we have a group of very good friends play, and we soon became assertive personality of the man of the school, where is the focus of youth we Weiaichikuang, hoping to Reed, like the novel, like the heroine, has gorgeous princess dress, the prince walked arm gorgeous glamorous red carpet, but would only exist in fantasy, we all know, life is not writing fiction, the novel will never be the kind of eternal love not found.

our smoking, drinking, fighting, and we do all the nothing to do with the good students, but we are still the most popular class, we did not artificial, we do not please anyone, even the teachers, We do the most true to yourself, so we monitor pet, care for our members to learn, discipline, shielding our members, students like we originally thought that three years is very long [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], so we enjoy.

all like yesterday, and warp, youth, junior high school for three years completed by our extravagance, before we know the pain of parting. We do not want to separate, and they agreed on a school, but the human operator and how can I escape the over day count? Parents do not agree, we have to separate the memory of the young, the memory of the publicity to quietly gone.

used to think that we can just happy, but to a new school, meet new people, alumni from different places, it seems that everything changes, everything is not under control, the first was unfairness of life, a person helpless, and I find our six friends, just gently point out, we all know the pain of their own, we are eating the most spicy hot pot, until the tears fall. None of us stubborn to admit only reason that pot is too hot, we laugh, rushed to the KTV. Not a tune we sing songs, drinking strong liquor, howling to Buzuibugui, we should all not happy not happy, and sang out [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], drink it.

crazy over, we are back to square one, to accept the cruel reality, the classroom teacher Tuomohengfei, sleepy, hard to read broken inadvertently floated into the ear, in the floating out.

encroach on fleeting youth, our future efforts.
(Editor: the wind passed away)