Can not be Red fans heartache, she does not know that she is no longer simply Chen Xiaoxu that? when the new version of Well, its own way.
you permit me cards, card meaning of evidence.
is not a license, permit Slovakia to the cloud.
no clouds permit, is based on the environment.
no place environment It is clean and square.
and when we played the song Ye re-read words, the moment has finally realized!
Turion when users paste Xiaoxu Fiat's know what to say alas:
br> In the brightly lit dance if you feel lonely
lively conversation in the friends you will
silence in the corner Sweet dreams
Ying Ying's Midsummer Night
you will feel chilly in the winter with snow
morning
you feel lonely when the world has forgotten my name when
you quietly in my heart for my
sing a sad song
relevant Xiaoxu, I do not have too many words, because she seems to love the woman of my heart. I only hope that bloggers will write a complete reading Xiaoxu dream three years. The hh
April, Yuanmingyuan pink, peach, apricot hill in full, poplar, willow, green suffused with a new, sweet and wind containing the ancient gardens of this lonely corner of each, blowing Western dilapidated buildings, with a burning memory from the shoulder in the wake of a long nightmare. spring, the spring has really come, the ancient Palace, opened its deep penetration of the mind, embraced a group of envoys from all sides of the spring .
the girls laughter and scattering curved path. speed slowed down,bailey UGG boots, I look at Jen in the sunshine under the ruins, an indefinable feeling heart, the history of the giant hand erase the number of rivalry, the tide of time has diluted the number of pain memory. life is a dream, glory smoke, have long vanished past. Today, we take a naive, a curiosity, a strong desire to here, looking for a lost two hundred years of brilliant and sad dreams hh
the bus stopped, the girls rushing, large and small, colorful purses in front of my flash. I found my bag, followed by them out of the car through a red girl's shoulder, I saw a row of flowers in the shade of the house. What a quiet location. Louhua white walls, several strains of pale oleander, it all made me feel cordial, as if familiar. is when I come here? I wonder to himself: in a dream? in the minds? or in a million years ago? a previous life Acacia is everything here makes me full of feelings of attachment ?
comrades smiled and asked me: Xiao Zhao.
I quietly set at her side, as if by an invisible hand pushing the door into the red, with dreams and aspirations, into a new world hh
Oh, Hongfan
with Kam mountains, stacks of chimneys, full of sound and fury of the city. year after year, like all ordinary girl, I in this land of boiling unknowingly grow up I am lonely, often like to see a book with a hiding place where people can not find fancy most of the day, forget to eat, forget to go to school in time. I do not partners in childhood, my greatest happiness is in those quiet night, hope to see the stars weave their own fairy tale. I had a loss with a trace of fantasy that one day there will be a miracle, a Hongfan coming from the sky, take me to a place far, far away that hh
is an early summer evening, sunset to a bunch of golden light shines on the window, I lean on the couch watching this worth reading a hundred times that his face, just listen to he said excitedly; later to a CCTV Choupai TV series said: interview, but made it clear beforehand: accommodation themselves, if not selected, tolls will not be reimbursed. just like a Grandfather Jiang fishing it! the clever director know, the bulk piece of bait fish voluntary.
Two days later, to Beijing. first answer the teacher's nearly two months on the director.
next morning under a big rain, I was holding a green rundlet through a sidewalk, to overseas Chinese buildings. In the elevator, both Hong Kong and Macao compatriots looked at me with surprise pull high have played a wet Kujiao and long braids, guess who I was, how will appear here. F, soon arrived, I was no one down the elevator to the convention room door.
I Longliao Long before the amount of wet hair, to make it look prettier, and took a deep breath and then gently knock on the door three times.
door opened, and a few beams from my eyes look down his face, so they saw a pale thin girl timidly at the door, a light green underwear was wet a bit in her hand, take a look at the umbrella is dripping. I then some awful scenes.
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