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  • Scissors, rock, cloth

    Yang, sometimes I think it might be better to die. In the morning, I opened my eyes and I was a little disappointed. The smell of the medicine in the hospital, I'm tired. He got up and found that the left wrist was carefully wrapped in gauze. Tied it layer after layer, like silkworms wrapped tightly around their bodies with silk threads. My mind was blank, and somehow I suddenly somehow ...

    Date: 2015-06-25 Views: 95 Author: Borage girl
  • Distance (below)

    It was Christmas, and the gift I gave to Anyue was a bird, and the gift I got was a kiss. At that time the little bird had been lying indifferently in the snow, waiting for death to approach. The cold made it stiff as the passing footsteps. No one would stop and watch the little girl selling matches, or a bird, except me. I touched his head with my finger and it trembled ...

    Date: 2015-06-14 Views: 175 Author: year-end parties love
  • Distance (on)

    Du Jin is the boss of this compound. Du Jin's sole has an eagle with wings. If anyone is not convinced, he raises his feet. You see, this is not what an eagle is. You are impatient? He frowned and raised his eyebrows, yelling with a voice unique to the changing period between juvenile and adult. , Neither sharp nor thick, like a blunt knife, stubborn and useless ...

    Date: 2015-06-14 Views: 84 Author: year-end parties love
  • Distance (on)

    Du Jin is the boss of this compound. Du Jin's sole has an eagle with wings. If anyone is not convinced, he raises his feet. You see, this is not what an eagle is. You are impatient? He frowned and raised his eyebrows, yelling with a voice unique to the changing period between juvenile and adult. , Neither sharp nor thick, like a blunt knife, stubborn and useless ...

    Date: 2015-06-14 Views: 83 Author: year-end parties love
  • Hurry-we lost our hurry youth, why do we keep thinking about youth?

    In that hurrying year, we lost our hurrying youth, why do we keep thinking about youth? Because those years have become yellow memories. The splendor of spring flowers, condensed into the fruits of summer, and then expanded into the maturity of autumn, everything is changing ...

    Date: 2015-06-07 Views: 135 Author: lonely patients
  • Be a bright woman

    Be a bright woman, not arrogant, not enchanting, just so quiet. To be a bright woman, you don't need to know all kinds of stars, you don't need to know the latest fashion, you just have good expectations for life and have your own personality ...

    Date: 2015-06-07 Views: 194 Author: on the road
  • Living in the best times

    Life is not as good as we think, nor is it as bad as we think. I think our fragility and strength are far beyond our imagination. Sometimes we are vulnerable to tears because of a sentence, sometimes we are ...

    Date: 2015-06-07 Views: 110 Author: small blog
  • Seasons are like songs, my heart is flying

    Hongchen's lives have disturbed one after another. Many people have lost their way in this great world, and several people have felt embarrassed when they were dreaming. Sometimes the virtual speed prevents us from taking care of all the good things outside of work, sometimes it is quiet ...

    Date: 2015-06-07 Views: 99 Author: year-end parties love
  • Guarding the beauty that passed away

    The quiet air resounded with pleasant tweets, the clear lake was swimming with free fish, the light blue sky was dotted with blossoming white clouds, and the yellow leaves were falling in the bright sunshine. Everything is so quiet ...

    Date: 2015-06-07 Views: 66 Author: Long time no see
  • Who did the sad years fail?

    A moment of sorrow and a moment of sorrow, who sang in the lonely night, who shouted in the sorrowful time, I missed the time, missed you. I didn't think about what I missed, it may be because of the stuff in my heart ...

    Date: 2015-06-07 Views: 70 Author: black pencil
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