Braving shining afternoon, orange flower faded, but still in the air filled with the scent of a share, the one that calm heart still act. In the afternoon lit the dots of sorrow and care.
When the warm wind blows moment, "the hearts of the water for wang ruffles set in, rippling touching wet" ripplesLook up to the sky in the fierce baked JiaoYang, slowly, always birth memories back on, that light lukewarm, one inch spread into one inch spread to the bone. Summer wind blows, and the thing north and south pass my there, your away, in the rings, separated by time dust, we walk around. But in this off. Quiet afternoon of two sail after everything again after the experience of heart pain downplay painting of the a forever period.
I have been unable to compete with time again, all once happened, whether to laugh is happy, is pain, is it will be stored in the heart by mistake cannot be removed, a erased, so I walked out the trouble. The only meet fate, on that quarter of good afternoon, then braving, sees the thoughts to permanent. Fuzzy.
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