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Standing by the window, alone, after the winter scenery outside the window some depression. A little life, but more than a little sad desolate beauty. Dark gray sky, by the somewhat sentimental inner acts, the atmosphere is so solidification. ... ... ...

The window was splashed up winter rain, I love the rain, I like its loneliness alone reward....... I couldn't help open the window, stretched its hands to the window and mutual love rain, but rain cold makes my skin does not manage, tea tin box in the heart can not help but tangled up, I love the touch feeling of rain, but it's cold to hurt me, I just not willing to hand back. I only choose love but had to leave.......

After the rain, the road had mark scouring maintain one's original pure character, standing in the past thousands of back crossing before, but now it is so strange, don't know what I'm going in that direction, do not know what I want to reach the goal in where, I confused wandering at the crossroads.......

I like the horror sparrow falls from the sky, I want to fly, but I was in a panic forget flying skills, dvd box wholesale can not find the way home.......

I like the winter snow fall, no matter how hard I try to stay on the earth, when the sun shines on my body, I eventually escape the fate of the choice, no traces disappear in the earth......

Gradually in the frustration and confusion can not find their own, can't find a really want to own.....

Midnight lights so colorful and dreamy, sprinkle fine winding around everything seems to have become in the fairy tale! Forget the reality of the cold, and not forget life. Scene of debauchery, befuddled life! Just then the indulgence, tin box for food indulgent that never into recognize self!

Have been looking for a quiet heart, looking for a quiet life . But this heart can escape survival rule this big circle! Heart gets longer, deeper, don't sleep in the whole heart to fall!