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How many love can do it again adam101 发表于 2012/5/7 15:56:00 |
How many love can be heavy, how many people is worth waiting for... The first
heard this song is sit at the same table ChenYe mouth! Now that The Times have
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, but, remember that one song... Time is the great
navigator, shuttling back and forth in the long river of human and constantly
high tide...... Every one of us just because the waves of need, and temporary
island, and one day when the water overflowing our head, we hereby silence,
silent forever... Love is like a high tide each, each and every one of them
shall not imagine, every time something to look forward to, less than the river
didn't head of that a moment, love always secretive...... Sometimes just a
second wrong shoulder just, like never find each other...... Someone told me,
the memory of fish only seven seconds, start the countdown one, two, three,
four... Seven...... Turn around, you again be strange! If we are fish it well,
remember you in a second, and then seven seconds later to zero! Zero, start
again... On youth meet the person I like, like them, ultimately, in a
crossroads-found that those who warm love, throb, those who vow commitment are
not, such as singing voice really finally in the rising, "but finally only I a
person, whirling snow to please don't put my tears wiped......" Life is coming
and going, from others that come from their here go! Should the words: the
living will die, who together will be scattered. What is not truth is real
reason! In the final analysis, finally we still or alone... The essence of man
is lonely, lonely walk yourself's road, all of the company are temporary, or
when you can be away...... Still in one world sings, and come as clear quiet. We
and myself remember people entwine, forget our people and for us to worry about.
Among people started in this lonely world is complicated, interweaving of
emotion gradually let us understand the fate. Some people we have every
confidence that'll never forget, but suddenly we forgot those anxious memorial
day, just in the departure date far away places ask yourself: how could I forget
the constant crush time? The world of lonely, lonely we finally only our own...
Nobody will always remember who, those heartache to death the feeling is just,
just a temporary exciting when spalling we years time, in a circle round in a
circle of thick time track, the more we feel lonely, we have to admit that our
weakness. Traveler like water, in this gigantic cosmic space dock, greet send!
However, favorite can only be ourselves, only oneself can be unselfish love
yourself. Since we are doomed to very life, why to pursue those hard past
chunhuaqiuyue? For life, it is all the water mark insects, and soon the thin
microwave will into small memory. We live in a different and a mood, the reality
of the reform we constantly of love, perhaps blind, perhaps crazy, maybe looking
for...... We are from the mood at that time, blindly grasping, and just keep,
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tolerate the pain of the past, because the pain makes us more cherish life, told
us in reality the helpless before... All experience in church we grow up, turn
head to see these green day, we can not but laugh, who also do not deny that a
yourself, who is to say, we are not that the coming? Hold something to look
forward to in the future, no longer blind trust...... Now we have more mature,
mature does not mean that the loss of passion, just trying to do the big maximum
protection, used to bring life unpleasant! The life needs love, but love is in
order to make our feel happy, if love begin stale, began to become pain, then
throw out that shoe! A doesn't suit your shoes, a how do you also don't wear
shoe, and beauty is vain! |
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