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| Life, like a seasonal landscape, in the circulation You beauty, so short, but for a long time...... Listen to the old songs one after another, often think, can you? There is a song that brings us back to the past? Bring back the time like white paper? Let time and time once again abandoned the years, can be saved with a bright spring. Once thought, the pace of time will not go too hastily, and, all the youth, always slowly getting old. Junctions in the years to come, perhaps, had their own after tears asking the age of the flower, but when a memory exile, that often pick up the strands of flower Xie, will always remain a faint pain. Years in dip, we stride with rivers and lakes, a section of the years of wandering, the fate of a life, even after BaiZhuanQianHui, still need we slowly to wait. In fact, he never truly understanding over the years, and, those years similar ambiguous, just cause, they are often trapped in in life colorful. Not inadvertently, the ring has quietly as we painted on the faint traces of the time, when we pass over the railing, smile again see those wonders like the past, just know, legend life rolls, dream You beauty, and we each and every one of the life journey, have all been splashing waves, have been a dream sweet. Life, just as multiple movement, some intoxicating laughter, some sad tears, i.e., no appointment time, nor can the arrangement, so unstoppable appear in our life, even if the occurrence of a variety of, is just, in our life, there had been a blur of rainbow. Perhaps, the journey of life appeals to us, not the plot of the story, nor is it a person, but a true feeling.. In a hurry that was the year, we should be grateful for the youth had passed, thanks to those who accompany us through the youth. In this world, each person will have a unique way, splendid or, perhaps dull, only experience, let us know, the road of life, long or short, the situation in the world, cold and warm. Perhaps, beautiful and bitter taste of life, the more we care about what, what will be injured, why pain. Perhaps, only the world a lot of change, a lot of incomplete, must have, we will understand that we should pursue how perfect. Shirenjianyanhuo, go the world road, I know, everyone in the fragile heart, no one can feel like ADHD Treatment. In the process of life, many people are far from close, many things are wrong, sometimes, we pay too much attention to those who are not, and, a reason for the dispute, also hurt a feeling. No matter cry or laugh, time passing by, in fact, a lot of things that we can not forget, just, it is deeply hidden in the bottom of my heart. Life has its ups and downs, in the time of deep and shallow eternal, we write in the years to come, full of simple songs, keep quiet indifferent heart, folded all pure and beautiful, in mild non language of attachment, a term the feelings comfortable tempting. Time flies. We have been doing time pushed forward, perhaps, once the LES Yeux smile, after a number of years, in a concept, can only sink in the yellow pages of the paper. Perhaps, in a moment, will be we inadvertently remembered, and remembered, I think, the heart will give birth to a kind of unspeakable pain, the pain is helpless after we were abandoned by the youth, is years of circulation of the shed. In fact, any one of us is to live a youth without regret, whether simple or extraordinary or infinitehong kong restaurant. Time changes, we still linger in the sinking of the Fangfei feeling, still want to find hope in life scenery. Today, we only son slow in everywhere golden season, once expectations, was waiting, just like a curtain rolling quiet dream, let us again and again in the transmigration of feel the poetry of life. Long life, years, in the fleeting removed quietly but go to, and running the long or short journey, before leaving the past never fade away. Maybe we should go a little slower, yes, we should see more of a look at the roadside scenery, multi product a product of this hard won truth, to set aside time for yourself, at a pace to follow to the sentiment of life. |
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