Hundred million meters away from the challenges of life processes life experiences

This summer, long and ... ... a little boring revealed the heartache.

    Many would like to become a butterfly habitat in your hat next. Taste your sorrow and your romantic ways.

    Vaguely remember that summer, and you meet the gardenia in full bloom. The same time, we each have different left.
    Miles once you clear and transparent, like clear water, and if Bitian in the stars.

    My ignorance and had, like naughty monkey, and like a lake of reeds Qinghe, like around you, like you slapstick.

    We have a simple, naive, and each other as long as you can with unbridled laughter.

    With the sky and looked forward to with a month to feel the same warmth of the sun.

    Precipitation in the past, emotions in the sublimation, but the wheels did not wait for my time. I believe a better future, because they missed each other not far away (even if the passage of time, space conversion).

    The same time, we remember each other once (not the same as ever, the same memory)!
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