Tuesday, June 7, 2011

raining day

Rainy days always suitable for miss, the memory of those people, those things, those clips, the mood. The window of my window, gazing at the rain beating with window, snaps up little messy. The rain gradually more and more big, the ionization, window, like the rat flick doesn't go in fine threads continuously sadness. Push window, want to let rainwater douse that can't restrain light sorrow.

And to my body rains fall in this summer, trembling body, not just fainted, but chill deeply. A thread can stomach the morning up something to eat, distressed with pieces by a soggy, face the blunt rinse my rain wanton his emotions flooded, nobody saw me tight cover them. When expression chest Haven't so fragile, long time never so distressed, but today all mood I am unable to carry again. So, as the wind blows, as those mopey rain my mood.
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Along the way, I only dare to overlook the scenery outside the window, no courage and travel together friends laugh to talking and laughing, afraid of emotions, affect our fascination looming. Really, in the eighteenth bending mountain road venture all the way all the way, people were shaking rocking dizzy dizzy atmosphere, thoughts but abnormality awake. See roadside scenery shadow over, wanted to keep the memory piece, but the alternative to hold that flies picture.
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Only that one tablet with eyes infatuation picturesque haze. More to high, the more heavy water mist hazy. When observing looks, between the mountain and the mountain valley in rising water mist, like wisps smoke has been involved in the fairyland feeling. The mountains waged, fog color hazy appearing behind CongCui, centrifugal fragments of pipa half block surface arms, be bashful. That piece of fog sea, such as a cloud suddenly like whiter snow in sight, shows a picture of a matchless spectacular world extremely scene.

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