Accustomed

July 25 [Fri], 2014, 16:43
Go to the departure station, look around, see People are hurrying to and fro., someone back, people leave. Who is waiting for the return of the who to who, who leave? Laugh and be silent tears. Suddenly, the lights dim, only silently waiting......

Tonight, I lit a firework event for you, for you to sing a solo. Now, where are you?

Fireworks is beautiful, but can only be the stars embellishment. Fireworks is beautiful, but can only be the stars embellishment.

Gorgeous play, lonely ending, as on our story. You feel so far, spring breeze, whether can let you hear my call? The distant lights, only hope she's back, just for once again pass by...... The distant lights, only hope she's back, just for once again pass by......

Flowers and cleared, we had the past youth. Because the lights in the desolate and persistence. Simple and clear, like moths fire of love, with the youth mark only, annihilation in the years. It is with a won't listen to reason, at the man, as on a mysterious fate, like moths can't resist the temptation of flame.

Orange red light is not attractive in its eyes, let it take blind determination galloped off, even the flame can't resist it destroy their determination, to meet the moment, burning bright unusual.

Who says young when we do not understand love, if this is not love, what is worthy of recollection and expectation? For example, in hand holding bouquet, swagger through the streets in the street; all the savings ratio is light, only to give her a birthday; such as station downstairs waiting for several hours, only to see her......

No one can stop, in The stream never stops flowing. years imperceptibly, we become mature or smooth, cautious or cowardice. On the side of people, we save all the language of love, to the stranger, the words before in mind and thought and thought.

Grandet kept his gold, we keep the promise of love and courage, those with some crazy, press forward with indomitable will of love, we deliberately sequestration, a long time or completely forgotten, or occasionally think of, in the heart to laugh themselves silly. Even if feel silly, but never feel not worth it, even if very sentimental, but never feel regret, even when being hurt, up to now is still very good, that is when the first love of love.
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