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2014-02-13 11:41:49|  分类: 默认分类 |  标签: |举报 |字号 订阅

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Suddenly it began to sad, can't seem to find a reason, but I was used to, accustomed to this day, accustomed to the sentimental all buried in the bottom of my heart, let the time they will be deeply buried until.

Out of the window, the cold wind howling, the drizzle misty, no pedestrians pass, only a piece of empty darkness, without sound. But I somehow it produced a yearning, want to join them, feel the biting cold, let white mourning in the solitude of space, wandering, blurred.

Place a mouth Coffee, the subtle bitter is spread in my taste buds. Just like the ancient general far away, full, full of a yearning feeling, slowly seep into my heart. Think of the blur, the familiar yet strange faces. Sigh only tonight don't dream drunk cold, tomorrow I.

Always want to is unknown, unclear, flowers will wither flower falls, since always, why do all the strength to bloom the most beautiful moment? I can not help but start passing fleeting footsteps, whether it is always so rushed. Downtown is not precipitation, the story was not yet complete...... There are many many, but why it is hurried away, without leaving a tiny bit familiar breath?

When memory and reality collide, wipe out my missing spark. I have to stop thinking, thinking I had never tried to understand the problem. I hope that when the material or material, or the original one, but it is only a hope, expect a can to, but couldn't..

Night blooming fragrance, filled with strands of fragrance, listen when a cappella, everything seemed never far away. I was so intoxicated, any thoughts evil interweaves tangled up, you don't wake up. Found that the memory has been overlapped, no matter how forget, forget, then just leave the ghost, still can make me dream millennium, wandering in a dream and wake edge, with quiet time I fill the missing memory.

Listen to the heart of the sound, the rhythm, the song in it as if after all the vicissitudes of life, he is so familiar with, cut off my thoughts fly, led to the time I dream again and dislocation, wander.

Later, reality rout of my fragile heart. I always think is merciless time, was busy without.
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