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Time is like a knife, when my youth carved and incisively and vividly, also at a little bit of erosion. Under the erosion of time, I no longer have any sharp weapon to fight back, the ancient bronze iron melt into a regiment. Like a firefly in a bag in a bag, how to light up hope is only to rid the inner peace, leaving a piece of warm and breathing waste heat. Time seems destined to plunder my youth.
Concept youth
Ignorant, I will still think like before in the attic of the town, leaning on the windowsill to look at the people are approaching the busy market; Watch the busy street of the car; Gaze at the surging crowd. The sun is like a folded angel, with a beautiful light ring in the windowsill. I have wanted to be naive to seize it, but with youth I understand how many of the warm angels who have given me are generally weak youth, and can not afford to pass the time to such pass. But the night quietly ended, speckled dotted with dim star hang round, when I touched the bay window where the angel stood still like this angel deliberately left the warmth of the angel. I suddenly realized that the years can not erase the Mottled of youth.
Trance I am in youth to dodge the erosion of time, every time will be scarred on the ground to gasp, but the heart of youth is always the same rebel. I am like a startled eagle glide under the sky of time to search for resting branches, but time always teases my gorgeous \the rain; Let me have the only decoration full of the sky in the chase of youth. I always hold my head, just as the Youth youth fades away with time, but I will still expand my wings and refuse to yield to time. There are still traces of my bow in the sky, but the youth is like the gorgeous feather in time, a strand of betrayal of me. I this only Again the body of the residual youth, Chatter on all about the youth's imprinting.
Always love to open the world map, in the vast ocean of the wilderness to look for my lost \magnetic compass always in the dial in suspension. But I still found a trace of the left %up with the pace of time is always in place. I also in Guo's book search my youth, in the \youth will always be busy in my busy and scurrying. How long after, I also learned the ancient literati and literati generally shaking their head poetry, also deliberately imitation of the senior male students holding a scroll to the shade under the quiet enjoyment. Once upon a time, I was the love of the love of the rain, always compare
it to my youth, stand against the eaves of school, every rain and disorderly division of the overcast sky, the mind is always a trace of sadness. My poor youth! It seems that the youth time rain can always at the same place at the same time to let me so unaware, dense the broken heart, only the hazy emergence of my youth and my youth.
Attachment to youth
In the early stage of the entrance examination I did not seriously take a boring test, youth was deprived of a layer of amber - like shell, naked exposed in the dirty air.
\to, but that time is my most Numb, I like to fill my ears with sentimental melody, always like to outline my dissatisfaction on the paper. Youth is a kind of sentimental carrier. The corner of the campus has a restoring ancient ways ancient indus fear that there will be some time. You can always see under the tree, I wander the rebellious figure, look up to them say the most beautiful sky, enjoy the sunshine attached to the broken hair, but sigh with the endless youth. Some of my friends are very literary, and remember that I once had a female classmate depressed her academic stress on the completion of a novel called \but always be questioned by others, such as 80 after the 90 days after the
ignorance of the same vague. Sometimes think of the youth deliberately planted in the campus, that kind of shameless like that, together with the vitality of the youth seems to have been devoured by the swamp. Only two lines of tears on his face. Life is always on campus, do not seem to find anything about youth. Therefore, I am so sentimental attachment youth, poor my decadent youth.
The cover already broken youth, I will still read and attached to this youth.
Miss youth.
I always miss the youth, just as a friend I can not forget, let the piano play the quiet, sweet, sweet heart, heart is always difficult to choose heart rhythm. As if she was always a special serious in my eyes, so that it is difficult for me to recall when she was the last smiling face of me. The thought of the last I realized that she had no other expression except serious, like a single program of a robot will only express feelings in accordance with that simple procedure. How often do I not want to get her smile?
The bright sunshine through the classroom window, a bundle of warmth on her face, a share of the beauty of reverie. After class, I walked shyly to her, the heart was not as nervous as I think it was so bad. \can you smile? \I Prolapse out of my mouth. The lavender rose in the corner of the classroom still had a tempting fancy,
but it was difficult to obscure her kind of temperament, the scars of her body were suddenly wiped out by salt water. Soon fell deeply into her, which was full of melancholy blue pupil. What do you say？ I didn't notice. could you do that again? \lotus like the general fragrance. \to live a repeated voice. \…\decadent youth like. It was unexpected, some time to think of Andrew Bynum and her, but still her serious conquest. The emotion was not carried out smoothly according to my original plan. The 15 - year - old bicycle is still a person in the setting sun, youth, such as the relationship between the future and mature, decay in the branches, I don't know whether this young bike can continue to live this relationship, and how long. Will the sea breeze take away this memory when the Youth bike is crushed to the beach in the sun? Even if the sea breeze swept away my youth's memory, but some memories should be engraved on a book called heart! Always thinking of the unseen smile, always miss my youth. The heart cannot be healed properly. Oh, this friend, this youth.
Sunset youth
The setting sun is the most desolate scenario, whenever the sun is very yellow with orange peel, I will always have a chaotic mind, I think west also can not be a good destination for thoughts. Youth in the setting of the setting sun set off to
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