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Open by accident and floret of the books, already wither, it recorded the story of that year, and green years dr renew treatment, silently. Petals already scattered, sporadic to show on the sheet. Once delicate and charming color, had already lost its original color, only with a deep tunnel, faded color. The taste of heartache light, only slightly sigh with emotion, hidden in the heart. At that time, gentle eyes is in the story; At that time Dr Renew, the story gentle smile; At that time, the story has a warm words, a youth of color, deep memory in my mind. Light lay up a clove flowers, the smell of it, has dispersed, it's soft, have already dried up, but the fragrance of the memory long finish. 2, life In the spring of life, is stirring, pure and fresh and radiant. The grass has a life of the grass, more weak and strong vitality. Flowers are the flowers of life, more protruding, laughing yan deeply drunk beauty. As with all life, there will be born Dr Renew, smile, and then quietly, in the long river, time slowly wither, until die. There is always some surprise, happy; Will some sadness, end. When the flowers wither, I put it in the book, naturally air-dried, life became memories, but time became long finish. 3 days, Days like green flag crevice of grass, oily green, gradually deep again. Day like in the book of floret, namby-pamby petals, quietly precipitation, the beauty of the ripe. The flower wilted flower, quietly hide in the book, still maintained the appearance, more mature lasting appeal, hint of peace. Childhood, like to capture the four seasons of flowers and plants, air drying in the book; Youth, like the flowers secretly, in their own page; Youth, envy the delicate and charming flowers, the pursuit of material prosperity, time in a hurry, looking back, the good times, pure taste, from the pages of this simple, simple flower, gently Dr Renew. Quietly after a day and age, full of emotion and inner precipitation, make us more mature. Each day pass by, whether it is green, or old age, flavor of life, is the most beautiful, but all the memory, also in the time in the beautiful and sublimation. |
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