As memory objects touch, always inadvertently put love tap, and those going fingertip text, always unable to outline the contours of the youth, it obscure to indifferent posture dancing song melody, and has sung in every young dreamer.
Walk in the town streets in September, August osmanthus fragrance with belong to the late autumn bleak, unique taste and drifting in the cold air. It is a kind of unspeakable feeling. As a Youth passes as a fleeting wave tantric massage hong kong. deep memory! Recall those who in the heart crazy surge and those dreams not sad but was deeply occupied a corner of the soul shattered memories.
Inadvertently downtown curtain. I say not sink, but why still sink. His life back and forth, and the color, leaving people from the strange to the familiar, to inadvertently differ from man to man talk of things until the last quietly evanescent, desalination in the depths of the memory but not to ask the right and wrong, who is right and who is wrong!
Youth is a silent mime, even if the process of deduction, deduction of exciting outcome of hundred taste layer, it will inevitably end end! Standing at the time, looking back, the anterior Ridge Road, memories seem to still stay in yesterday, didn't think time had the appearance is easy to be old. And we can only lingers in those this last is not the impermanence of falsity, helpless.
Only a short while ago, also once crazy addicted to music Haimo circles, stubborn chase elusive ideal, dream some day in the future can also be a rhyme, a picture, for millions of thinking in left fans as baffling silhouette.
Only a short while ago, also once crazy linger on Boxing Dojo, stubborn and imagining my darling Clementine, dream some day in the future can also be a double fist, a proud, for thousands of red dust in the interpretation of Jin Yong's look attractive willful strange cardinal manchester.
Only a short while ago, also once ignorant to wander in the flower rhyme China, insisted to find a Confidante, dream some day in the future can also Lodge double habitat, boating lake, travel scenic temple. In between the mountains and rivers, perform a good does not leave, go through thick and thin together the world of mortals love.
Only a short while ago, also once said that friendship can be so simple, then the youth can be so absurd, that mood can be so aggressive, then time can be so extravagant, then love can be so frivolous.
"Streamer easy into the old, red cherry, green banana," between a snap of the fingers, and a year into Qiubi chunhua. Anterior, still too much temptation. Just, the young heart can not bear too much dream, those who have very sharp angle has been relentless years polished no longer reproduce. Too much, too much to not only, will also leave a few feeble sigh with spare. Slowly back, see evidence of people's distress everywhere!
Yun Hua overturning, streamer attached. Those who cannot go back years, those who can not hold the past, it is unavoidable as time goes by and dust dust nu skin, earth return to the earth! Remember, even in the beauty, looking back, even in pain but has been unable to make the mind again to a period of years a kind of special waves constantly picture.
A few degrees, left countless reincarnation. Like a song, but not as much as you sing. When the past events like a fountain, whether those deeply engraved in the memory, carrying on the drawing board, screen will take an indifferent attitude still in one corner, with dust, no longer reproduce slowly over a long period of time. And we will also be able to an indifferent attitude to wait thousands have often quiet days the ups and downs of the tomorrow, and with a kind of different feelings to render time color.
After years of easy old, snap into injury. Keep Youth passes as a fleeting wave., only focussed ink, put the past bit by bit thin pen light scanning in between the lines this a few word. Put all into a past memory, such as forming the rhyme writing into a messy space. Finishing binding in the recollection!