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<table border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1" width="100%" class="forumline"> <tr> <th class="thCornerL" width="22%" height="26">Author</th> <th class="thCornerR">Message</th> </tr> <tr> <td width="22%" align="left" valign="top" class="row1"><span class="name"><a name=""></a><b>Courtlant</b></span></td> <td class="row1" height="28" valign="top"><table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td width="100%"><img src="http://picsrv.fora.pl/Boyz/images/icon_minipost.gif" width="12" height="9" alt="Post" title="Post" border="0" /><span class="postdetails">Posted: Sat 15:40, 26 Mar 2011<span class="gen"> </span> Post subject: Pain is a kind of love</span></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"><hr /></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"><span class="postbody">My life is very short. <br /> <br /> pain when I think of many people. Junior high school students, high school students, university. Even it does not appear in the next life turned out. <br /> <br /> I followed this unusual family in exile in the bustling city <a href="http://www.cor-watches.org/tag_heuer-watches.html" target="_blank" class="postlink">Tag heuer watches</a>, but also extremely cold. We are talking pure dialect of a northern Mandarin. Therefore, we looked very lonely. I am extremely disgusted with the block of treasure. That stood in the way of the Bell and Drum Tower in Xi'an is not no kind of birch Burqin, no Lanzhou and glazed tiles contrasting the warm sunset. When we sat neatly on the plane high-rise overlooking Shanghai, my father told me look, much like a large following of a large tombstone. I clearly remember that parents check in and then out of the mouth of my tears when the big stars big stars to fall off. <br /> <br /> recently I'm more worried that this may become a reality. I am sad that a city facing the abnormal cold year after year, one I was in Shanghai, lots of people I love in Gansu. Many were displaced by the loss of a heart like the rose has never evaded its flower spikes hidden the fact that under the siege of the. In my heart I think of the reality of a person - child. I picked up the pen when I heard the doll called the The Shayang want to cry. Yes ah! <br /> <br /> I tore three pages are not satisfied with the papers I threw the water in a fish bowl three dead bodies floating on a little. I saw the doll, her beautiful blue eyes like a lover then the phase and the smiling faces, so clean, so clear Ning. Without a little mundane, a trace of affectation whatsoever. Qing Fang as frost. Angry look good together, like Canruo peach. I asked her if the two people left a very good time with each other they forget you / will not be forgotten not even say hello. She said: people prefer to travel as I like to walk the same. <br /> <br /> the car died there I like the taste, either train or car, all sorts of people have a variety of facial expressions and gestures, the same as doll always like to cross the high-top convex open arms as the angel wings, very detached taste. I especially like the turn with her, because she is kind. <br /> <br /> I at 06 年 22 December to her, joke <a href="http://www.watchestype.net/tag_heuer-watches.html" target="_blank" class="postlink">Tag heuer replica</a>, as if coaxing. She smiled at the sound of the phone as hackberry, And tell her that you are my life the most pain, the pain of people. <br /> <br /> This is how I like to think of as a desperate hope! <br /> <br /> I think I can be a look at all the snow the most lonely, is not as large tracts of pale doll palm desert. I seem to do less and see her look silly. Tell her: You are not in sorrow, anger, and then the air around your body clean <a href="http://www.everywatches.com/cartier-watches.html" target="_blank" class="postlink">Cartier watches</a>, smell the smell of grass, because the smell of grass can arouse the black hallway, but after the wind. I like to blow away the snow as ethereal as the feeling of snow. In this feeling will not disappear, I would tell my child goes through her life's impermanence. Shanghai, there are always black and cold night wind bit by bit, I like the wind that swept over the skin feels cold, aloof look like a doll. Then I could feel the peaks of a melt-down water from the nail between Chung slowly flow out. <br /> <br /> I like the doll face look boyish, but she just would not admit that they like a child, it may be snow in Gansu never be as lonely. <br /> <br /> I think I have to very, very old, the old can be a retreat into the afterglow of sunset to the time. I will not forget, there is a girl wearing a sweater patterns, we were holding hands, walking in the White Mountains on the way Pingliang to Shandian rampant.</span></td> </tr> </table></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2" height="1" class="spaceRow"><img src="http://picsrv.fora.pl/Boyz/images/spacer.gif" alt="" width="1" height="1" /></td> </tr> </table>
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