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Suddenly the man in this life, is too short. Why can't you and love the people together and to give up forever! Each lost a loved one, I need a long time to remember, to let go, to the plain, natural! Good hope like that for a lifetime, only love, only love a person! Do not be guilty, not sad, and it won't hurt someone else's heart Neogen black volume cream!
If you do not bear so much responsibility, so many expectations, the laws of nature so much, really hope that his life is not married, love is not life! No love, no longer love, find a withered vine trees faint crow, bridges people, places, bean Nanshan, autumn orchid with. Watch the sunrise Jiangshan day, Luo Xia and the lone duck, the eyes and the days were long! Live a quiet life. Every day to write poetry and painting, friends and places qushui! When the return, die!
Always feel to live in this world, heart shaped service, not the kind of life he expected, was secular trouble. Once upon a time, never garage concept, do not know from when to rise, the car is sweeping the country, let us not escape it. I hate this social atmosphere, so that the number of young people have become its slaves, so many lovers, into its funerary object! Perhaps this is the reality! I don't want to live in such a society, but he was born in this environment, if can choose, I would rather live in primitive society! The funny! Every day busy work, work hard, not to go to a place, not too want to live.
Do not remember this is many a night, every time I think of the old, always thought of death, fear, always red eyes, wet cheeks!
When you cry, tom ford sunglasses sale everyone laughed, you came to their life, give them joy! When you smile, you free, you wake up, all the people cried, because they do not want to lose you, do not want to leave you! Life is like a play, do not know is we did play, or play us!
Every time think of sadness, then completely, the person I love, not if things go on like this forever, my mother, every time I think of her older day by day, often more than tears, I'm afraid afraid of losing her, without her. Then by all means, in the rest of one's life can give her the best, let her happy, to make her happy, let her youth, not old!
I often think, life is a dream not of another world, just who wake up early, who woke late! But this dream is too real point, it was a bit too short, hope this dream will never wake up, you can and love the people, love me, never separated!
Fear, real fear, is dead after what the scene was burned, pain, or not feeling? Is heaven, or hell, is to drink the soup, or nevermore? In this life, do too bad, hurt too many people heart! Maybe when the bearded and waist, I will smile to all this Maggie Beauty!