Thursday, May 19, 2011

Weekend, a small note

fingertips gently slip past weekend , tomorrow will be the busy start. night, between a man walk in the crowd , looking at a picture of an unfamiliar face, with a cold expression, rub each other And over the shoulder . life, this is life , life repeat itself vigorously , not who says you can not do , not have time to hope that today will be tomorrow, the time and anxious to return better than yesterday . and then , the days to going around in circles with it Easily passed through the crevices from the mean , suddenly saw his back can not go back to the past, then that is no longer Sentimental girl is no longer able to take the lollipop , happy, smiling child, after all No one can escape. because they can not escape the trivial to those derived from the lonely, dull and boring , probably can be considered in the embellishment of life , but I hope people will good ......

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