The passage of time, the wind the leaves fall in casual, swaying in the lonely. After a rain, the northern autumn to have a little chill, all by cutting out the superfluous, decorated with this season's lonely. The change oHolding time, half note plain language
The passage of time, the wind the leaves fall in casual HKUE DSE, swaying in the lonely. After a rain, the northern autumn to have a little chill, all by cutting out the superfluous, decorated with this season's lonely. The change of seasons, always perform prosperous and lonely, and we, in this time of rapid scene, watching the passing hurried, count the fleeting resurrection, to calm heart, precipitating dust.

Out of the window, fallen petals lie in profusion., autumn face has been covered with clean cream, and chrysanthemum blossoms are in full bloom, wither and holding, is this season's real freehand. Time goes by, in the fingers. A turn, will bid farewell to a season Ulthera we can not retain water and flower, always miss, as in life, some met, in a hurry, people can not grasp. If the water of life world, perhaps, is a meet, and separation of some people, is doomed to be met in order to separate;some love, is only separated in order to deep.
When you are young, read those words of Su Dongpo: "we shall meet not, face covered with dust, hair like frost." It is the young do not sorrow taste of the age, not experience too much. Time such as water, through the open Gardenia full of youth, through our journey together, when the time's dust decorate the appearance, when you look back, those who accompany together through the rainy season, through the time people, had each Ann tianya. Years later again, weathered the years already covered up the old world, can only be "right here waiting to recall compass college, just at that time already disconsolate," smiled at each other, was speechless. Time, let the deep things more and more deep, will make things more and more shallow light, ancient life and, even though all to not look like the original, but the original idea, still in the know in warm, decorated with life.
Through the years of dust, to life ferry, the memories are still remnants of yesterday's fragrance. The silly girl life first, subtle feelings, the long history of the years had warm much together, and how many were melancholy. From the first look at the two of them, then the two opposite, hidden in the bottom of memory, or sad or happy. If time could go back, I want to go back to know your day; if the story can re interpretation, whether can they miss, your expectations for my life? When the time to become Miss think, the oath to become once, leaving a melancholy. Those who miss the meeting, such as the setting sun in the light, in the bright life moment, perhaps, always in the downtown after the noisy, only know how to sit alone in the corner corner, Miss mood at that time, as the firstf seasons, always perform prosperous and lonely, and we, in this time of rapid scene, watching the passing hurried, count the fleeting resurrection, to calm heart, precipitating dust.
Out of the window, fallen petals lie in profusion., autumn face has been covered with clean cream, and chrysanthemum blossoms are in full bloom, wither and holding, is this season's real freehand. Time goes by, in the fingers. A turn, will bid farewell to a season, we can not retain water and flower, always miss, as in life, some met, in a hurry, people can not grasp. If the water of life world, perhaps, is a meet, and separation of some people, is doomed to be met in order to separate; some love, is only separated in order to deep.
When you are young, read those words of Su Dongpo: "we shall meet not, face covered with dust, hair like frost." It is the young do not sorrow taste of the age, not experience too much. Time such as water, through the open Gardenia full of youth, through our journey together, when the time's dust decorate the appearance, when you look back, those who accompany together through the rainy season, through the time people, had each Ann tianya. Years later again, weathered the years already covered up the old world, can only be "right here waiting to recall, just at that time already disconsolate," smiled at each other, was speechless. Time, let the deep things more and more deep, will make things more and more shallow light, ancient life and, even though all to not look like the original, but the original idea, still in the know in warm, decorated with life.
Through the years of dust, to life ferry, the memories are still remnants of yesterday's fragrance. The silly girl life first, subtle feelings, the long history of the years had warm much together, and how many were melancholy. From the first look at the two of them, then the two opposite, hidden in the bottom of memory, or sad or happy. If time could go back, I want to go back to know your day; if the story can re interpretation, whether can they miss, your expectations for my life? When the time to become Miss think, the oath to become once, leaving a melancholy. Those who miss the meeting, such as the setting sun in the light, in the bright life moment, perhaps, always in the downtown after the noisy, only know how to sit alone in the corner corner, Miss mood at that time, as the first