Fleur Meijuan Homecoming
  In fact it does not matter, could not restrain your flower Mei Juan, can not stop my Homecoming ... ... today saw at a friend's blog this photo. Up to this point my heart is still filled with warmth ... ... always felt that people's life, greater happiness than this, a man willing to your hand, and I have cried. I once heard a teacher talking about her husband, then she tranquil and said: everybody has to grow old one day. I can safely grow old, so I was happy. At that moment we are walking in the noisy street, but I think, around the world because of this sentence and still down. This is assured to spend the old, nice. There was one person, can you have been to the old. Sure, only one, but will certainly,black ghd, be the one. Phoenix Flying without wings, just to consonance with hearts. Linguistic skills, the green sub-pity of the Soul series, this turned into a lengthy shallow heart's affection, is enough. Everyone has her most beautiful when flowering coming, red cherry, green banana ... ... we always lament that such a fit mind verses Hsi Mu-jung - ; how I met you, my most beautiful moment in the end, I have been seeking a five hundred years before Buddha. But we have forgotten, as the encounter them, though beautiful, but a moment, life is always accompanied by one by a beautiful encounter, and then slowly move forward. I think the photo of the old lady old man, they met, the long history of the years will certainly also a beautiful moment. Always the case, the girl eyes clarity, pattern face, Qingwu flying, high-spirited boy, walking strong and vigorous, complacent, and start a beautiful story. And well-being settled. And love into fruition. Then time to continue passing. Later we will understand the long history of the original years, will not fade, not the most glamorous of eachother, not the most romantic full of pathos, but the steady and very calm and safe. Those white skirt gardenia years,air max sale, those years of cycling back seat on the Buzz, who will look up and it is because of a heart lake ripples of time, so beautiful, worthy of a lifetime to bear in mind that Bearing in mind that it is just. Banana green, cherry red, streamer thrown us. Then, the green years and went up. Lost time is never around the clock. Then I still smile, because I know that there is no relationship. Old lady old man's life,Congratulating each standard to the appalling, change is not Baiqun cycling, not touching eyes, but the firm Xiangxie the left, and right hand. Suddenly felt shuffling, gray hair, Jujuerxing,Buy herve leger, and those trivial ordinary daily lives with, is like a beautiful flower. Yes, we are doomed to time through the rinse water, it is the fate of each person to grow old. After this rinse, photos will be yellow, cotton will become solid and loose skin, action will be rigid. However, after this rinse, Xiang Xie's mind, it is timeless. We always complain, complain about the time the elderly, is always cruel to not bypass the face of each ZHANG Qing-chun, so there was a bright, helpless,I seriously do, was shelved. We are sad that it will be the story of the most regrettable thing. We have forgotten, sinking innocence of a child, whether to stick to the youth of the bridge is her own choice. Age, such as round, circle deeper, less a Sentimental, on more than one deep. We have no farther and farther away from the romantic, we just started was clear Fengqing. No red rose,cheap air max shoes,20,100,726, not bright diamond ring, do not tender kiss ... ... those who love the Red ground roll, ups and downs,ghd straighteners, in the years under the stars, however, are gorgeous fireworks. Brilliant moment, and then, disappeared. I can think of the most romantic thing in with you, I get older. Each of the twilight of the elderly, are so - that flower Mei Juan, that Homecoming. At the end, saw smile.
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