listen to the voice of their own lives

Dream to meet you,

perhaps,

you were my story

Looking to the sky,

not seen a single glance the deep,
< br> I like the front of the computer,

a millimeter of the glass,

which is the old dialogue;

outside, can not touch the face ... ...

Second

is not the forget you,

my fuji?

Unreal such as remote yarn,

mature heart is still believe in fairy tales? Can

cabin through the back woods,

listen to whispers of witches?

dusty book of fairy tales,

the transparent cover up the heart. How many times standing Jiang

first cry,

time, please give me some anxiety and regret.

loss Mangranruoshi numerous back streets,

not see the end, how far?

how many tears, how much they hate,

I know,

young fairy tale can not be again.

three

has been reluctant to click the mouse,

178 short set,

fleeting,

memory picture,

can not erase the back.

end of the bitterness left behind.

described by the World,

no life,

you can always stay,

that the age of 15 days of departure, smiling sigh.

where your sadness?

in my heart.

four

kept running,

only for a miracle.

the meaning of life,

sway down through the sweat,

drop by drop.

have to regret,

because tennis is your only infatuation.

had total discretion on oath, said to be always like you,

like your sunny smile,

look like your firm.

always, in the end how far?

a resale,vibram 5 fingers,

been honed in the light of your heart forget.

the old days, like a touch of coffee.

tears, laugh and have my own too much ... ...

calm smile,

perhaps I was too infatuated,

in missing the mud,

with youth and intoxicated with the past.

five

time after time,

set aside in the dark heart of a piece of land,

remind ourselves,insanity dvd,

the sky here always blue,nhl hockey,

always pure white clouds here,

here is a small world is not secular contamination.

more willing, With a light heart travel all life.

Shusuke, in the end that you should not forget, or remember you?

accidentally see through the truth,

accidentally fell in love with you.

six

2.29, your birthday,

gorgeous once every four years.

Some say it was a long wait,

I said, this is a second youth.

you also live in the cracks of time it?

In fact, we are,

tick,

between minutes and seconds in the clock,

listen to the voice of their own lives ... ...
melting
end

encounter with others, were always accompanied by the evening breeze,

constantly feel the season,vibram five fingers,

I will smile,
< br> to continue the journey tomorrow ... ...