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Dream of love


<div class=\You tread lightly in my heart, and I'm just a wishful thinking of the butterfly, you are blowing a breath of wind on my wings, the wind off, no trace, but with the dream into the heart ... ...

a love dream

It was a far away memory could not be more, because often when first read, has yellow and was slowly grinding to thin time onion skin, clip it past the middle of a thick, almost in a void. Before the sun will soon rise as the moment, but also the solitude of wandering in the sky a crescent moon, bright as the sky gradually, little by little fuzzy, and then disappear.

- has long been light gets in the line of sight looking back recently, but no reason to fragments of those re-present dream of the past. Dream, not even a clear sense can be like yesterday, is still uncertain, as the eyes of panic, afraid to stay there Banke; still so hesitant pace of disorder, like the past but can not, escape and unwilling.

- a blank Acacia, had began to sprout when the ignorant, the first meeting of deja vu, I Pina daydreams together, and later accidentally learned from the adults, childhood, and your home was adjacent to home, you and I the same year, just more than two months older than me, and often hang around together, playing, like riding a bamboo horse get plum, a girl of one year's circumstances, but unfortunately too far, too vague, distant as the pre-existence Wangshi and vague that you can only vaguely see the house door that arched iron gate, and my impression is that your childhood are gone, but you are so young and tall and handsome,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but I was a Sentimental long hairs are not open girl, want to come as Zhongxingpengyue like you, but can not remember childhood friends? Your eyes cast a glance over occasionally, but I never dared to really read, I always know what to do in front of you,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], always want to getaway. What time do not understand the pain, but hesitant, contradictory,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], shyness, withdrawal, and come to know other people see you laughing then, to the last sigh, fell without a trace as you smash, and then, they filled me in a blank love. Love story

- I do not know where you've, like migratory birds fly to the south, but forget the spring back, leaving me some melancholy thoughts, and no one knows the thoughts unfunded . Flowers still uphold the open seasons are a pleasure to transform and grow as if overnight. Later, the protagonist of the story you are no longer, I met another one of his, is his brilliant life of the most beautiful of my life, who but for you, leaving only a hint of nostalgia, nothing more ... ...

- but how much I want to see you, I have been melancholy Why do not you met the most beautiful in my time, but now, I have no longer that little girl Sentimental,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I also have water, Tongmou, elegant posture, but you can not see. I stay in your heart still so thin and pale appearance of it? Suddenly realize that the reason has not let go, just as Murong poem \/ Let us knot a carnal metion ... ... Buddha gave it to us for a margin, but unfortunately not in my most beautiful time, then,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], your dreams without me.
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