Back home yesterday, as if to set foot on the intake of another world, it is fresh and and before my sky is dark barcode label, no light, depressed I suffocative come yesterday, walking in the street, see the rows of trees like in the rectification of the sky become safely and orderly in the side of the road stood a row of just saying good-bye to the slight, the tree also somehow, crazy opened that looks very strong arms, like in the arrival of the warm welcome Dashu, breeze blowing, blowing over the shoulders, really finally comfortable! I can not help but raised his head, only to see the clouds has become more active, in front of my eyes show it enchanting posture, I is it back to childhood, like pigs, like sheep, like Ultraman, it always in constant let your imagination and changing, the silhouetted against the sky became funny and naughty, and at this point in the sky is blue, far away from the city of all kinds of "pollution" mask house, my heart suddenly by the black become bright.
Cool breeze in hot summer seems to be a luxury, have blown me feel good light, good hearty, and the trees in front of me also naughty waved to me, I was the natural beauty of infection, I seem to in a daze, feeling days gradually dark to come down, and a head. I see the stars mask house.
Yes, the stars, is the kind of elegant, bright, shining stars, good light!
See it was particularly cordial, as if it were for a long time I have not seen the relatives and friends, good sweet, just as I was going to against these cute little guy wishing, I suddenly thought of what, I laid down their hands and then smiled to smile, how do I so naive mask house?
Like I've blocked space then deleted from the naive perhaps an impossible things, sometimes we must respect the fact. We can't too persistent, that to be naive, childish things, is like a child watching the ball to have ability to Piccolo, see the Duo a dream to some amazing things, Jackie Chan adventures had to have spells... But the facts tell us that these are not possible, we good childish, our persistent source in conscience, persistent right, may our hearts are wrong?.
Determined often is not a bad thing, persistent but not, but if our heart wrong, North Northest noir, wouldn't it be more walk more far?
Missed the ripe wheat fields, why not adjust the direction, wait for two months after the full corn?
Cool breeze in hot summer seems to be a luxury, have blown me feel good light, good hearty, and the trees in front of me also naughty waved to me, I was the natural beauty of infection, I seem to in a daze, feeling days gradually dark to come down, and a head. I see the stars mask house.
Yes, the stars, is the kind of elegant, bright, shining stars, good light!
See it was particularly cordial, as if it were for a long time I have not seen the relatives and friends, good sweet, just as I was going to against these cute little guy wishing, I suddenly thought of what, I laid down their hands and then smiled to smile, how do I so naive mask house?
Like I've blocked space then deleted from the naive perhaps an impossible things, sometimes we must respect the fact. We can't too persistent, that to be naive, childish things, is like a child watching the ball to have ability to Piccolo, see the Duo a dream to some amazing things, Jackie Chan adventures had to have spells... But the facts tell us that these are not possible, we good childish, our persistent source in conscience, persistent right, may our hearts are wrong?.
Determined often is not a bad thing, persistent but not, but if our heart wrong, North Northest noir, wouldn't it be more walk more far?
Missed the ripe wheat fields, why not adjust the direction, wait for two months after the full corn?
