is this thick enough to not loose touch of sadness to open my sentimental

sigh, in the lakes, stuck in the mortal world, but that is only an earthly woman, does not fit the dream, the constant carnal, feeling cut off, after all, hard journey for this life, even if the front of the long and arduous journey, ups and downs, they can not block ahead of the pace. Lonely soul like looking at the sky, like looking up at the lonely hearts boundless. Blue sky, it is light blue hearts of depression. White cloud, it is a very stunning beautiful white dream. Gray day, that is the sad years of product accumulation, as a natural fit everything. Looking at looking at, the initiation of one kind of heart will feel deeply touched with a touch of warm slowly rising in the heart, full of comfort the desolate. Moment, the wind, hair flying, floating in front, winding in mind, blatantly raging sleeping thousands of lonely, broke the heart of the quiet. Entanglement and tie him down do not like this, hate this wild and block, just all calm water, quiet as yesterday. Always like things to the extreme that the United States, without luxury and expensive, as long as it touches your soul strings, perceived feelings that left behind thousands of years. There are always sad thing was that the United States to the extreme, pure to the extreme, sad words, sad songs, sad story, sad eyes, sad back ... ... only one, will not help but fall in love, drunk . In this sad, watching leafless falling leisurely, watching the sunset slowly faded that last brilliant, look at the moon and stars hidden that water, pure, see the seasonal cycle, the vicissitudes of life flow, look to drive to, passing a hurry, he did to Susan Anya, sweet smile. Allure of the night like in the moonlight, listening to the wind, smell the flowers, beating the thoughts of the hands of tenderness. Late at night, the body feel the coolness, so warm up a pot of tea for himself, warm the lonely night, then sat gently on the corner like a man, do not bother, just simply miss the quiet, the sky like that one whether the same gentle, whether that person will think at the moment think of himself softly, like the man recently flies these days, remember when the mouth up, will be tears Mansai, have the slightest pain across the apex, but they understand so miss affectionate without injury. Sentimental text as partners with women like, like the fingers on the keyboard to sound crisp knocking heart, bit by bit like the real feelings of record, without hypocrisy to conceal, deliberately avoided, and need to Xuan gorgeous stained, only willing to be loyal to the text, loyal mood, along the way loyal to the memory. Friends say, a little quiet, I was distressed, words to build their own castle safety, noise and resistance of this complex world, others can not enter, they would not cross, security guarding years, waiting for the fleeting. I very much want to own a full spiritual witch, in their own world aspect overbearing, ease, come and go, no warmth, no love, no need to rely on, all the way calmly looked pale and despicable human nature shameful, laugh watching the toss between people much ado about nothing. Beautiful like all sad that not everyone can perceive the good. Like hanging around in the text, and describe, it is best placed at the heart. Some people say, I love the pen too, love too much, worry too strong, too many tears, too many not know how to regret, there are too many fearless perseverance, while the distressed people in general feel a weak struggle and repression of suffocation. And is this thick enough to not loose touch of sadness to open my sentimental predicament of strokes, so I grew up, understand, and learn to value and feel gratitude. Which is good, not nostalgia. Those injuries did not mention. If one day, I really feel happy, then my pen will never write a word, not a mood to fight. Do not say I am a productive writer, do not say that I am full of talent, I just want to make a simple code word to life who, just like it, nothing more. Throne for Huan geometry? If one day, I'm really happy, I must have this feeling engraved in mind, and then writing to Forever, to accompany me to the end of time. I will never let their own efforts to be a woman, sunny, sweet smile, wavefront clear, interpret and convey to enjoy happiness. Clouds, gathered together. Wind, played. Heart, cold. Shuaishuaitou, polish misty eyes, a firm stare, give yourself a strong reason, draw a free breath for their own country, the meaning of life is to enrich the original, and constantly zero, then continue starting.
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