Cut just in without what can't let go, once the dream, as she slowly dies. The lights
Time is changed everything, it is time to let us each other of distance gradually far. Once the students of friendship, once the rascals also slowly in time of the rush down further away from it. I will always remember ever of the sad, happy. Always remember the words which YiGouGou naive. What ever you remember whether the vows of eternal love.
Time in invisible wander, friendship between friends also will disappear. Memories which place, memories, which classroom, memories, which piece of the playground, or even which stinks toilet heart really have said not to come out of the world. Often the little drops of remembering the past, have a kind of dream can't let go. Until today, I found that time can blunt talk about everything, including which talk about friendship. Today I suddenly back to Mo before, the most good friends now also don't connect. Occasionally the number of Q saw him (she) is to ask online.
Sometimes I feel is a pair of ants, fly in the high also escape from the fall 'bad luck. We keep a solid by time, we can't spend our time, but we can use it.
Sometimes I often can't let go of what "dream" in my mind again and again a repeat. I often ask myself "what dream" is true? Sometimes found I which naive slowly dream, is so untrue.
Listening to my favorite songs, listened tears unknowingly flow to come out.
Time is changed everything, it is time to let us each other of distance gradually far. Once the students of friendship, once the rascals also slowly in time of the rush down further away from it. I will always remember ever of the sad, happy. Always remember the words which YiGouGou naive. What ever you remember whether the vows of eternal love.
Time in invisible wander, friendship between friends also will disappear. Memories which place, memories, which classroom, memories, which piece of the playground, or even which stinks toilet heart really have said not to come out of the world. Often the little drops of remembering the past, have a kind of dream can't let go. Until today, I found that time can blunt talk about everything, including which talk about friendship. Today I suddenly back to Mo before, the most good friends now also don't connect. Occasionally the number of Q saw him (she) is to ask online.
Sometimes I feel is a pair of ants, fly in the high also escape from the fall 'bad luck. We keep a solid by time, we can't spend our time, but we can use it.
Sometimes I often can't let go of what "dream" in my mind again and again a repeat. I often ask myself "what dream" is true? Sometimes found I which naive slowly dream, is so untrue.
Listening to my favorite songs, listened tears unknowingly flow to come out.