2012年9月5日星期三
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That the sun was very bright, dappled light and shadow shed leaves through the gap, shake swaying drag into memory indelible yearning ... Broken light through the window in a blanket on the beating, comfortable cat curled into shrimp balls looks like the quiet of the afternoon only lighting the chasing tail raving issued fingertips as broken sun chasing warm, cold hand touched the white furry chest never want to recover, in exchange for half closed it golden Tongmou lazy vaguely remember the golden Tongmou the fundus circulation of nostalgic the Utah turn, I can not pray for a bright dreams of graduation that summer, bike riding crooked clumsy figure, Lin Ye Falling voice still ringing in the ears, khaki small The road has broken the one place in the sun far to see juvenile Kap Shui from left to instantly the bike turn that a bit hasty retreat figure pupil of the eye seems to see that bright smile, is the same color mixed with jumping spot as warm and always feel for yellow clothes, warm, hearty, like Lin Ye rushing Wow sound beating continued light, so bright mighty If I had known that fails to greet afternoon will be two between the last fluent opportunity and time again in Today to Lin Ye depths out longer then you and I can pray, light and shadow under the vague still have that smiley face time going around in circles but could not return to the past finally understand the broken sunlight why appealing to me simply because left grief is no longer picking up the past can not afford to have regrets, fantasies, midnight dreams of the occasion of the deepest miss narrowed his eyes, hidden from the fundus circulation brilliance, bright smile bright Half a photocathode like to laugh, but I still can not learn the kind of laugh, laugh gradually become a habit, is also accustomed to the share of the lack of exciting warm Lin Ying deeper and deeper the light still beating, but could not parked in touch, a childish voice soft soft ears came the soft child's voice, warm people there could not refuse, along with the ensuing deep sleep & hellip ; ... do not want to wake up, dream and reality, is proportional to the years of warm sunshine inclusive under the old school as early as Gone With the last full the number of Chuyan the swirling wind and rain swagger a long time the trees stooped body, no longer less complex then spirited laughter, bustling place to put it aside and lips slightly casts cherish the memory of the bits and pieces of the past, it seems also the last time, I do not know whether Recalling when naughty dream The Falling's voice accompanied by dancing light stand for the campus is plotted as a permanent silent screen, so bright to the point of hard to bear recalled ...
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