Open Memory of the album, then miss the tide roll thread feel welling up. Quiet night, gently kiss, leaving that photo of a hot kiss on the lips of Acacia, opened the window to gaze on the moon high, and that place is like light pink and bright, looking more and more looking at the bright shining, do not know when the eyes are not in the name of the liquid has a roll, good eyes, good acid, acid, maybe I look too long, tired, tired eyes, flow of liquid - the desire for Acacia tears!
quiet thoughts, loneliness to comfort. Feeling of walking on the beach road of life's small, close my eyes to meet the fresh sea breeze that baptism, the pace is still kept groping toward that face the sea breeze away, it felt much at ease so comfortable, every part of the body have been relief. Thoughts, memories, sadness leave quietly, feeling a sudden are concentrated to the ear, only the sound of the waves, patting gently lullaby-like so comfortable, I lay down on the beach, regardless of everything that I feel I Good tired tired, I want to rest want to feel the true and wonderful life.
finally want to cherish something, but it seems I'm always late for consciousness, as I would like to cherish the good grandmother, she quietly filial leave, even to the last face I see no , I love my life most people, from small to sensible only her heart to me is good. People look down on me, because I was Early child will be born ugly and thin, black is also frail and sick, she never did anything against me still love me even more, I finally did not let her down, I was her grandson home, the best entropy, h Hou never feel under more the feelings of her elderly often make her angry, but she never give up on me too, because she know that I will one day realize her. Finally I understood the love of her grandmother, she had gone to the last face I have not seen, and I with host schools, hear the time to go home, said her grandmother had also had opened his eyes twice, listened to the family of her say that I am back to the way the school was no greater in the opened ......
finally revisit my share of personal warmth, that is, the only thing I love the people - never give up!
I lie in the deep hurt that person ......
deep pain, deep thoughts, feeling his life was in passing, to seize the family's love, can not catch your favorite people the only love, the doctor always tell deep terminally ill patients, said: believe in miracles to be happy. I often tell myself that this sentence but I am - is an ordinary man ......
also vibrate when in life to do what you want, do not give their own regret. Every care and every heart felt love to put their emotions away other people's sincere feelings. Never say you're sorry really so hard so hard and never give it more difficult, but then again: believe in miracles, we should be optimistic!
quiet thoughts, loneliness to comfort. Feeling of walking on the beach road of life's small, close my eyes to meet the fresh sea breeze that baptism, the pace is still kept groping toward that face the sea breeze away, it felt much at ease so comfortable, every part of the body have been relief. Thoughts, memories, sadness leave quietly, feeling a sudden are concentrated to the ear, only the sound of the waves, patting gently lullaby-like so comfortable, I lay down on the beach, regardless of everything that I feel I Good tired tired, I want to rest want to feel the true and wonderful life.
finally want to cherish something, but it seems I'm always late for consciousness, as I would like to cherish the good grandmother, she quietly filial leave, even to the last face I see no , I love my life most people, from small to sensible only her heart to me is good. People look down on me, because I was Early child will be born ugly and thin, black is also frail and sick, she never did anything against me still love me even more, I finally did not let her down, I was her grandson home, the best entropy, h Hou never feel under more the feelings of her elderly often make her angry, but she never give up on me too, because she know that I will one day realize her. Finally I understood the love of her grandmother, she had gone to the last face I have not seen, and I with host schools, hear the time to go home, said her grandmother had also had opened his eyes twice, listened to the family of her say that I am back to the way the school was no greater in the opened ......
finally revisit my share of personal warmth, that is, the only thing I love the people - never give up!
I lie in the deep hurt that person ......
deep pain, deep thoughts, feeling his life was in passing, to seize the family's love, can not catch your favorite people the only love, the doctor always tell deep terminally ill patients, said: believe in miracles to be happy. I often tell myself that this sentence but I am - is an ordinary man ......
also vibrate when in life to do what you want, do not give their own regret. Every care and every heart felt love to put their emotions away other people's sincere feelings. Never say you're sorry really so hard so hard and never give it more difficult, but then again: believe in miracles, we should be optimistic!
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