Spring is in 2013 the last snow. People have too many surprises, have come out to embrace the rare white elf. Look at the sky fluttering snowflakes falling in the field, the one on the end of Platycodon grandiflorum, Qu Rao Road, and even fell in the pedestrian hair, do not appreciate, namely into water. A love like snow. Her arrival, precipitated the hubbub of the city, the wounds of the soul
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However, in this scene of debauchery of the city difficult to retain this a rare pure. After the snow into water, still show irregular buildings
tube amp, cold wall to hide the lonely heart, prosperous appearance but express the true portrayal of the heart lonely, thick coat wrapped the old one inch white skin, afraid of the lonely hearts from outside. Only to disguise themselves, quietly opened around the cold walls more reveal her unbearable desolate. Out of the house she has too much contrast, set off her helpless sigh and more, but people only see her daytime lively, but no insight into her night's tears and desire.
A pearl elegant lying on her slender waist with jade
marie france bodyline, she little-known green, also increases her unique cold. The other side of the lake, a natural barrier, only distantly seen shadows, but can not transmit held that the passage of the red dress passion. The passage of time, the ANN could not stand ready to heart, longing for a special envoy to the quiet and peaceful. The shore shore appearance envy the prosperous, but the peace is only attributed to the lost heart.
Of course, the city is completely dependent on people's lonely lonely. The city has high entertainment level
Domestic Helpe, but still can not understand that a bitter chill behind. The so-called situation, Men's feelings are changeable. Busy people, all is afraid lonely nightmare occupied inner soul. Only people in own sober, use them to vent their anger and sorrow, make myself drunk, after return to the dream and reality you are isolated
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Winter warm sun ushered in the weekend's crowded, walking in the street, often can see an offbeat costume City waited with the city of loneliness in their own what ah sound and free eyes, trembling hands, also tell of life in the sour, sweet, bitter, hot. The crowd, he is so small, so helpless. A or naive, or youth, or the vicissitudes of the face from your eyes flash that is over. You will find that we are just a traveler in a hurry,. Hard asphalt road to leave us half silk traces, dirty sky to leave once we breath. Strange faces. Look at their smile, the happiness of a family union between the Man and a Woman. It is only in the interpretation of our own little lonely faithful, hope they don't break the loneliness behind the color, but also showed my loneliness is not allowed to violate the declaration.
This city is really lonely, only the city of people do not recognize. They're on force a smile, and the people around you are friendly. But they don't know is, they tired voice betrayed them, they just appear united outwardly but divided at heart, a refuge that circle just fight them tired, not really where laughter is behind the stern manner, their eyes, shiny coat wrapped the cold body. Seemingly the hubbub of the city, there are too many not known Sherbet, city indifference doomed we life lonely
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