The blog clean, no longer indulged in little lover tunes, no longer elegy blame complaining, no longer countersunk den otherwise. I will go out and write reflect social things.
Change only a blog, anyone who feel superficial sentimental, untimely, some MangRenMoXiang, the ostrich. Writing not touched bottom, no same time, no cry justice. Only their own gain and loss, EnEnYuanYuan, instantaneous comprehension, belong to "ego" scope, moon, MiMi feelings. I cut out the some too sentimental readme text. Blogs from to reprint primarily.
So big moves, there are other reasons? Yeah, unavoidably have the acquaintance reading my blog, accordingly, wildly associations.
An acquaintance who is it? Don Quixote like love, she will at once know. , her as a joke. Mirage, like imagination, she considered fully. Many of the blog, she will erase, anything without mercy.
She knows me. The youth passionate and romantic, fear and confusion, regret and afterthoughts originates from her. The cowardly and hateful later prejudice, ignorance and naive. Because of this, I can't stay with his human listener long trace, lest she laugh or sad. Facing that a lily-white, or grass fragrant, hand in hand will pass through the day and night, initially shivering and most really love... I cannot but be purged of grooming, folding first thought.
She came, just might enter a blog, I all about love text disappeared. If have, just with her in fine threads continuously, continuous MiMi. After all is more than three years of mutually, after all is the most abundant emotion banquets, after all is feeling day move ground of first love.
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