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2014年03月03日

As usual

Always want to write something, but there are always a lot of concern, have been dragged down. A thing of the past and not to mention, empty words do not want to say, the trivial in life are left endless void or empty inside was trivial world fill, often to speak out when, always tell myself three words "want more".

This is an interesting thing, sometimes the more things to tell friends, because he is a easy to people, so the exchange interest, it probably is. Like attracts like.

This few days free, often went to the Xinhua bookstore. Feel richer in it always, all kinds of books, a superb collection of beautiful things, their own greed will completely unmasked, Dermes HKdon't have the patience to complete finished this, here to see a few, there look at page two. In addition there is no place to sit, so everyone sit on the ground, some children will continue to speak or slapstick chase, but make the vegetable market to feel. This atmosphere is let me in this strange place easily in the reserved character slowly relaxed. However, probably through reason, never had the feeling, may be writing is very good, but can not always let me feel what things can be inserted into the soul.

In view of this, the park became a can give people a good spiritual comfort place. Here also will meet a lot of people, but not to worry, as long as not to disturb the people, Dermes價錢can freely walk or sit down somewhere quiet thinking.

The sunset will be reflected in the lake, crushed and broken, like floating on the surface of the clouds, and the distance of the breeze in the dancing, was like breeze, which is more feel peaceful thoughts in the gently shaking, not sad, do not miss, just charge skirt pendulum and Liu ribbon.Best Hair Removal Centre Perhaps the secluded department, the path will be more let a person feel more mysterious, more quiet, more levels, but these paths, still go out a vast world.

So I just sit still, any time a condensed into a seed, in the heart quietly germination, Yun Yucheng a green lotus, or a fruit, or just a random Shujuan clouds. In a long time ago or a thousand years later, in the morning dew moist early in the morning or is not a dream night, who stringed Zheng Xiang, who painted screen at cool, who as cold as the cream. Too lazy to think, maybe life early in life before they have begun. Let everything just as usual!  


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