Before we knew it had, the time for the elderly deprived of the right of our freedom, in our knowledge of the time has quietly in the past. Looking at a picture of the face full of youthful passion, I feel shame, when ever, I also full of passion, however, only see the face of depression and decadent. His eyes a little moist, but stubborn too carried away, the tears in the left in the Orbital. sprocketYouth once lamented the years, such as in our fleeting scattered in one place, breaking into numerous debris, broken pieces of thin ﹑ ﹑ ﹑ slightly gently. Hurt Quercus tile of that time with the left atrium, the heart is still aching, but helpless, let time take away our youth.
My mottled Enron get through this city, it becomes no longer familiar with the alley, a loss must look at the bridge V, who ant colony, the cold was looking at passing vehicles and the crowd, then looked up still a bit harsh sun, melt the years of our life, who had all ceased to exist.
Time of the runner, flows through our advertised in youth, the memory of those long, gradually aging yellowed in a moment. Old photos still print the smiling faces carved flower of our youth, today's enlarged photo which was filled with sorrow at the frustration that years of publicity gradually go away, the rest is the elongated shadow of the lonely and sad.
Holding cups, finger came slightly heat, whereas mist slowly rising above the exit of the glass, slightly hot tongue touched the pain, warm water down the throat all the way down, flowing in various places, with sweat a hot water dripping down, the summer drinking water is really not a good thing, but is like the feeling. Perhaps some time, do not know that they will doing some incredible things.
After drinking water, and hair nerve had to buy a convenience store ice cream, watching the ice cream in the sun to melt a little bit too, was once a group of people eating ice cream, is now a few people eating ice cream. Sunshine blurred vision, two extreme feelings, hot and cold, one is left atrium, one is the right atrium, do not know which is warm, and which is cold.
Today, ice cream, laughter has become sad, the flow from the side of the atrium side, little by little, beginning to get cold, young, little by little began to pass.
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