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In September, the fragrance filled in this quiet little town. Unique summer sky is still blue, clouds tiffany 1837 leisurely floating in the sky. Gently passing through sad that people get the season, picked up a piece of memory fragments, and slowly found that ignorance of the age, in between the lines farther and farther, instead, is a Sentimental, sad lonely years. --- Inscription
The September sky, also not free from the shackles of the summer, and fall into the trap. Sometimes blue skies, and sometimes it’s a rainy day. This is like my mood, sometimes sunny, sometimes sad.
I remember have sophomore, I was aimlessly shuttle in the crowd. Every day, trance, always want to use those beautiful words from that record their feelings, holding the pen can not write a line half-decent sentence. I feel like I can tiffany jewelry outlet on the assembly line, there is no emotion, no personality, only one step toward the end of the fast moving machinery. Every afternoon wandering in off-campus snack bar, watching the brilliant kids who look innocent, I always know what to do. Because I do not know that they should call the child or youth should be called. I live in both the gap in time, bewildered.
See those of us walking on the road in the young. For the future, every day we are in the book's theme of ocean mountains hovering in the pale light of the classroom tiffany jewlery with their own eyes tortured. Dense mass of night classes, after school open classrooms, dormitories after lights out. We are always in the books and papers in the growth of the cracks, the growth of the cowardly. White paper in hand to write those beautiful sentences were tears; hand in papers written on the answer to sleepwalk. We live like this again and again, again and again, full tiffany charms of tragic life. In the ardent hope of the parents, teachers, under strict discipline, we have to give up those countless distractions, living "one read only the books of sages" of the day. We think of that the same cage until the end of the day.
Youth is like a lonely mime, we like the same manipulation of puppets. Although we do not believe in fate, that in this lean time, we would like a beautiful flower blossoming in the most gentle season bloom. However, fantasy is always better, but the reality is always cruel. Teenage tail on, we increasingly feel the loneliness, fear. Concert Hall, a high-pitched like the song suddenly stopped tiffany earrings short, then the audience the moment the audience into a great panic. We will never walk in darkness can not wait until dawn, we have to cross the three years covered in blood, the tears of the watch, and then through the entrance, and the youth in various unpredictable.
The time we seem to have been forgotten boy, the edge of the quiet years and looked good. He hopes to find time traces. However, we did not find anything, because the cycle of day and night, those who have already taken away our very tiffany ring dear Love.
Season began to change into the autumn sky unique lofty, there were numerous empty Strip the leaves in a layer by layer stack, as if do not know how sad this autumn. Indeed, already late autumn.
In the years that are allowed tiffany jewellery to self-willed, we are eager to love with a beautiful mind this time. I also experienced a love; a place should not be in this season of love.
My first girl friend, then slowly turned into lovers. We like the couple in the world, every day goes tiffany home with the hand, covered with lavender fantasy go places.
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