Remember, haven't write with a pen. Reason not clear. Maybe from the huge pressure drag.
I just want to live quiet, insipid point.
And this pressure are as a shadow as buchibuqi, let me also hold the loss, and the related dream dreams.
One day, as a mirror, get the look inside, is me? Outline is still not changed, but with eyes that grief smooth added a few minutes of gaunt.
These all, all from you give my pressure.
Just, also don't want to mention.
Last night, finally made a and pressure irrelevant dream.
Dream, WangHong sister incredibly rode bicycles came here, blunt I laugh. Again I was a mouth also match not come up, also excited as a million award in, as the cold in the strange city have to let me see former warm.
Then, wake up, warm sunlight fell on my be son, an idle feeling, there's a mosquito in the horn side dance. I listened to it song and stared at it out of my mind, a don't be careful will it stay at my palms, enron dies, leaving only a pool of blood. Maybe I shouldn't disturb it suck full blood and happy days, but it appears it suck unsuspecting is my blood, and this young lady have enmity will quote.
Stretched long endless stretch and then turn up, fold the quilt. Open computer, watering the flowers. Unfortunately the flowers, remembered that already dead until it was too late.
If I told him the same, why the acquaintance of later, just know not be approved. If not, fresh, might as well never meet.
Heart sank, this pressure, such as mount tai, such as press bomb exploded, all the time.
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