There is a happiness, no color, no smell, called the live

long, long time, have a dream: care a blue sky was clear, was leaning against a stunning blue lake water, and accompanied by the lake cottage, watching me quietly live the story.




always thought, it is called happiness!



have any when, JY looking pigeon gray days that has not managed to get what you want, then try like you hate it! Listen to heart when saying this,LV bags, I felt the urge to want to cry, I finally lifted my head still, looking at the pigeon deep gray days, I think JY, we have many sharp edges? I can not hear her cry, but I know that she wanted to cry.



I live in that time, then my favorite is the Chinese Hackberry's \



memory is like a glass of water, you can not see it evaporate, can it really did get with the dissipation.



I hope we can have a happy, alive and happy on the premise that!



I have been thinking, in the end I was not a child, I was told, when you know the loved know love, you grow up side. I can not understand his words, I always feel awkward listening to, I Yang a straight face told him that I would soon grow up. But now, I do not understand what it means to grow up?



I only have so alive.



seems to have forgotten WP. But I still can smell him strong in the \I hear him say I can not fit. Has said that memories are passing away before the old, time, and you play a game. He said many of the day criss-cross, Looking back before the turn after all the memories have been misplaced. So then I think he is a storyteller!



he heard the song Celtis sinensis, he saw \be considered alive? K asked me: \In addition, he said, I think for a long time,LV damier,but I can not think, he said. Can not think of not even think of, so you will be very painful!



K once to the Department of the Communication University of China, I think perhaps only go to Beijing, only his dream, I know where he's better!



K, dust fade in the summer it's temperament, whether all, only as to the past?



flowers by chance, Hua Xie is inevitable! Daiyu that do not gather together Morrow, open Morrow does not open.



the years, has been used and everything is leaving, when the memory of these years, have large tracts of empty, dead, or moved, a big open house, the next down-backs alone. Maybe life There are many now, but there are always some that you can bear.

when the setting sun, the hope that your hearts still have a dream!



alive, the dream of life as a game, all the pain are as hallucinations, this time, seriously dream, the game seriously, seriously in a dream game.



grandfather said something, you have no choice, but must be experienced!



I think it bloom and blossom like a failure! !



is bright on the back must be dark and desperate on the back must be tragic, but to survive on the back must be killed?



Can not brave, Can not hurt? When the last one when the snow melts, the spring has already begun. Bethune, perfect 18-year-old winter!



child been to a restaurant, the boss wife's face wearing smiles, she let me taste the delicious fried too many years after the recall, would like to go try one, but I can not find how little that restaurants.



like a bud, flowers bloom could not find before. Can not find, go back, but there was, at the moment remember.



life of many, that life is like a flower blooming only are living, when passed,LV wallet,will not come back, the only trace is no trace!



sun in full bloom, like a huge wound Chung fresh blood, the tip still remnants of the rain last night, bending a thin branch, after the storm, glad that is still alive!



and scattering earth sunsets, dyed yellow clouds away to the west, as melting gold, the branches docked with homing bird, plant management with each feather gently cling to.



have a happy, no color, no flavor, called alive