Monday, April 11, 2011

Thoughts is a kind of speechless tears heartache

 Love to the concentration of people languish ,
Love to the depths of the heart do not regret , You forgot you did not read right, Would rather hurt their back, Do not blame the heavens do not repine , Life is but a dream of a return. There is a feeling of total sleep time in only admit that Was believed to be the Was seen to be Is that it is ... worried about the taste is so hard to miss your sweet smell the feeling is that sometimes a short greeting is a deep and fond memories sometimes is a little token of affection and sometimes a slightly thick Concern is the memory of a sweet sincerity of the opposite sex , will be the most beautiful decorative highlights of an extraordinary life have a feeling , I did not put it talks about , I hid it in the bottom of my heart the deepest. Not me pretending to be weak , but not me pretending to be sad. Extension of a feeling heart, rose Huanhuandicong off . Like you, can not help you care.

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