Love and grief of those left behind

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sad love would have hurt, love will ultimately be will become injured. Someone once said; lost good time, we must try to learn to forget; broken memories of those left behind will only make fragmented and hurt yourself ....


elsewhere, sounds to tell his own peace of mind and the indifferent. including the heart, but linger in the broken place. Cang no blood dripping everywhere However, there is no drinking water cool and bright, like a transparent, just under his own recollection and quiet choice.

I know, some roads are not all the way to the finish line, but also Can not find the end. the middle of the separation, may not be discarded each other, but another hide.

a collection from their years, from peace of mind to continue. a simple man, is not to save the life of their own anxiety, and even free from the wind or rain to the inevitable. and those caused by shock due to fracture, the efforts made to calm is the result of their choice, but also should be borne by its own a certain kind of outcome. So, gradually subsided and downs behind the effort to pay for the compass of the organization, or to indicate the direction of center line, so that steps to become calm.

the end of a journey, a sheath from closing. If life could be seen as a continuation of constantly creating and constantly bust and rebirth of the series [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], then this period is over, I have focused my lamp stand, bend Xie before. When I stand up again when the weather is another must be a.

never be a farewell to stay and do too much, a little like me, can not be bound to a human's Qingnuan shoulder to take up, and learn to give up, is how much of the courage and wisdom. flutters in numerous state of mind the moment, those who rolled over their invisible dust particles [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], Ge and hurting myself still had the nerve not soft.

have a shower is spread out from the depths of the soul. then, rain falls the moment, it must be bear by themselves. I listened to the heart out of the pious voice, do not want to fade, do not want to exaggerate [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the real foundation of all existence. Even so unsympathetic to give up, full of longing began, are self-face, the most realistic choice.

the process no matter what, tears or laughter. no matter how the future, light or heavy. I think I carry, and abandoned [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], are worthy of a true heart. turn, does not matter is bleak or beautiful, but the time came that intersection, we must change direction.

Perhaps, in my heart, it seems plain face, the flowing blood is still some Wei Leng. This blood will always make the temperature may feel, the cold gradually buried bud eye. the warmth of yellow leaves destined to be accounted for cool new green disc. While the eyes of new buds, new green is so fresh and rosy.

nostalgia that we are going to plant is old? also accuse the increasingly stronger green?, or to be more cruel to tell the new green - the intruder coming cold, old's fate?

I figured out over a leaf in the mood, but no sound from the fall from her find the answer . Yela What is a beginning or an end, who can really see clearly? can see, perhaps only such a step it warm the cold, printed in his own sky. Unfortunately, quiet. the truth in love go hand in hand ........