Blow-off vision of the rain, so that you are left with a brilliant rainbow.with the beautiful view,I think you need wear your,maybe you will find ,it is like the Shuttle time in my fingers, without any regrets, open stemmed bloom ripples. Blunt rolling thick liquid eternal, but you and I, were dispersed in which period of Acacia leaves. do you kone sometime,I hope we are like the ,always get together with each other,and we can?t lose each other.it is a beautiful story. Inexplicable always feel like the time within the next few precious memories will be stripped from me, more than once dreamed that his standing in a dark empty space, only one track at the foot stretch into thedistance, such as the long past your time and ultimately disappear In myfield of vision at the end. I am afraid to lose, I fear this time, and I love it but memories. I could not forget the sweat on the pitch with the sway of the brothers, forget accompany me cry close friend, and forget the bright Star of that everynight, and those words have touched me deeply. in the end,we also broken up,I just take away with my ,I hope I can forget all of the things, Those people, those things, such as bursts of light rain in the lake left ring Watermark four dispersed to each other to melt each other's impact; if the horizon is still experiencing Qianwanyinian quiet shining star, notvery bright, but clearly made . - They do not know how much to spend with me during the day bright and silent night. In my memory, the third year is not gray, because I remember those blessings are not what love is bearing fruit, I still remember holding alot of my friends and I hope to see sunrise and sunset, finally it isyellow everywhere.I remember that year,you wear a cool on the ground,really very beautiful. Youth is the eye lotus spring, third year is that this eye expansion of bubbling spring season.,however, a strong smell in the bubble years of the Problem taste. I do not exclude these, but too much pressure to do away much fun. Unfortunately, after the college entrance examination, and my father give me the ,I think just I known the meanning of the cap. even the pressure would become the memories, be my third year living memory of the dead evidence. In the time before we are so powerless, the only left on just the eye springs, and we have no regrets of the oath, I hope day after day, year after year, when I re-turn to this page , people still. I have seen one another chilling words: Some people say that once you start like the memories of those people will get old.maybe it is right,the young boys have enough ytime to wear their and play with their friend,but now,we must wear the or the go to work,because we have something need to do,and if we want to make the life become more better,we must do that. I only admit mature, do not believe they have been growing old. My friends are growing up day by day, and was young and the mature, how can I not had time to grow on the outline of the first to hoary? "Heaven Rain in green and so on, and I am waiting for you, the moonlight was recovered, the faint opened the outcome." Jay melancholy voice has been completely different from the business for the time Sentimental, Bard will be the years the pace of a camel inscribed into the blue and white porcelain in that respect. Our future? We will remember that time in order the get the best we stard hard,and we also will remember something wrong,but all of the things are past.Friends ah, I will time the other end, waiting for you.