tip with alcohol, drunk as a written one. I think so, some things can be intoxicating, mostly hurt the body, even intoxicated drunk. However, some people love it, I do not know reality was the essence of a person or a person affected the life of that circle around.
always feel sorry for yourself, no one complained, it can be said that self-blame, these years saw themselves on the last one, so I gave up a lot, do not like the game, perhaps because of some objective things did not arouse their fighting spirit, so always adhere to the joy of those gray, and only he knows the prime minister stays in his stomach will hurt the boat. If one day, life is about to come to an end, you will not leave a point on this day What? My answer is no. I will use this day to truly rest, because we never time for gestation in the inexplicable busy, just want to live a true experience of rest, to the other side, memories it can also give yourself a statement. well for himself, and perhaps this is not called selfishness. well, self-confidence points, let the river of life flowing quietly it.
sometimes, and I want to be a brave villain, so you can omit a lot of unnecessary worry, but think about it but not worth really worth, we can not go this life, it used to describe a bad guy . If that idea is an age in excess, then the bad guys of the future not to decadent yet? for their own lives to being carefree abandon everything it? Well, the logic off the bar, too dangerous, do not allow any of you to wear out that line of defense!
want to many friends that I'm sorry, I do not have to do between you go all out, I did not mean it! I do not know the brain's memory, or it crashes the heart of the clock dry, always want to reveal something to the outside world but do not want to say too much, a little aggrieved to make it buried in the silence of it. brings more than just imagination. sitting in front of the computer on the keyboard, I do not know now is not comfortable, only problem is that I can not wait to come Chung, and now the state is very bad, some people say is called confused, but I feel confused and difficult to make than the interpretation of a word, if confused enough. some things are complex, others I have lost something, but I have not and if not, I become less subject to rational, if given I have a chance, I would rather be a fool, that case could live better, this way, slowly and become afraid to face reality, allowing themselves unbelievable. Well, brave to Let the quiet river of life flowing right.
wind, nowhere to hide, they start wandering; rain, can not be settled, so he fell down.
life, but unfortunately is the most cruel. On one occasion, the sky began to rain, bit by bit, ripples in the quiet of the lake, fish, small fish on the shore with her mother breathable, naughty fish, like the beautiful shore flowers, so try to jump up, it is the jump, jumped out of a song to the story of tears. struggling on the shore looking like a child, every parent is unbearable! then she tried to save the children, holding jumps into the mentality, the result is a tragedy. Two months later, the fish father looking for a place to crash them, one large and one of two small bones of the dead lying there quietly, staring at the place he has not been fixed, Day after day passed, and then, the water can have a big fish's body ... that life is fragile, it can not withstand the relentless reality of torture, so do not school fish, like what is going to be desperate, flowers .. fish, they belong to two worlds of life, it is no reason to search for Arabian Nights, have not thought about that would involve many people. not all like everything has a sure return, the love of keeping everything occasionally come and take a look is enough.
each write a log, some people will misunderstand, this is probably what made the year's almost no reason for it, there is no need to think too much, no music, let the quiet river of life flowing it.
she said, not demanding too much money you have, its good enough on the line. this sentence from a 60, do not know is a comfort, or experience, at least I was silent for a long time. I still believe that money is more universal, and otherwise are trying to do go pocket hides it, and now the era of good or bad of a person and as almost all the money can be used to measure. Money can not buy love, it is no use of local money ; money can not buy happiness, it is not enough you have the money; money can not buy life and time, it is your bickering. unconsciously insistence on this . realistic, let the quiet river of life flowing right.
After the rain, the weather was fine, and the trail stretched far away, and you feel happy, you smile blooming, but you have no shadow. uh ... release point, let the river of life quietly flowing right.
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