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I raise head, look to the cloud empty, only a few feyenoord inadvertently found hovering in the air,FRANCK MULLER CASABLANCA Black Dial rubber strap it makes me very surprise. Once upon a time, always in the “deja vu” in ChangYin, return yan and always in verse, in dim temper the hope and future feeling spring, regrets dreams. When the yearning, condenses into a place, ChunYan name to such as return.
Now, ChunYan is here, and my dreams are still slim, heart can’t help sadness and generate ripples. But nature mind and charm, to my yearning. In its edify down, I won’t fall. When I understand the survival significance, I will enjoy the life process. Whether this process is sweet or bitter, as long as the brave face, has no regrets. FRANCK MULLER CASABLANCA Asian 21J Automatic Think of this, my fascination and regression. But this time, more than previous spring breeze, clouds covered the sun. This won’t have a spring rain? I’m thinking, side to pick up and fly small stones the splash in water waves, scattered around, let a person heart ripples. Friends joined to splash jade jinliyuan than discretion, a more to see who can Lin splashed circle, also let a few laughs along on the waves
I am looking for beach in small stones. Suddenly, a small piece of aroused my interest, reminds me of my childhood memories of his hometown. When heavy rain, I will together with friends along the river, picking up keel. Then use keel change GanMian cracker. Want to know, that age is seldom can eat white flour. “Two cents 22 food stamps” a cracker, more attractive. Friends said, what if the keel until now, its value this how old? Yeah, years of ignorance, lost many fine things. But a era has its era background and history, has its trajectory. We can only learn to harm, proud grateful. Imperceptible has passed a long time, the heavens also become more dark. I think, this is the time of the spring rain. We had to leave sandy beach.
We sit on oratory look again. Friend open the cellular phone, put the beautiful music. There was just a flute song, was very charming. Friends said, fine beauty! I said, if put a flute let beach the sheep on the library play up, just like the shepherd often wrote poetry, place dauphine, can be more beautiful! We all laughed. This laughter, drew on many style. This laughter, stay behind we leave, left, left in the flowers and plants on beach, stay in the clouds above the bird, but between the best melody left in the heart!
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