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- Helen. Keller
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I still a white dress clothes,franklin marshall, walking in the misty forest road, marching Qin moist earth, I smell the fragrance is unique to this season, around plants and trees, as from time to walk out, in line with my mood at the moment. Wind, skim with your breath, breeze through breath. This morning, my heart is you have a little bit of inexplicable joy, a little faint for your pain, it is because my window every now and then a piece of yellow parasol leaves, my eyes look at it this way curl Nana to fall on my windowsill,casque dr dre, my ears really hear the leaves, said: quatrain. I greedily read, and let tears drip ... ...
children I know, you have a place away from me with your loving eyes watched me a long while. In that one instant, I put my exile, and exile have your poetry in heaven, that you banish in a flower-filled blue lake. I know, this life, I will read you a long time, I know, I can not refuse collection While this leaves the Indus read mottled leaves, is that you store a entire year-old love. You must have heard me call it, in that a bloom of the night, subtle fragrance is surging, a heart just for you in Hong condensation.
I know this leaves your yard passes him, the already limited stock of the kindness of the Red, I have heard in the vein of love flowing through sections of the sound. Just, I'm flying in the wilderness that a snow, the number of earthly wandering leisurely between the solo sky. Yes, you know that I am willing, if the next winter, I can wave, I just want to fall in your palm; If you love the afterlife, reincarnation of life, I am still willing to be a piece of snow, I just want to melting for you, I will run to you all my love, I just wish you my white seasons. Becautilize you, you are my dream,louboutin ps cher, you are my distant dream, care deeply, Cheng pulls present and future life, how much term love, sway to each have your twilight sunset.
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God the way it may, I am drunk in your letter, my love in my heart waves ripple from the movie.
you to come so gently, such as when the breeze is so indifferent heart, brought me a fantastic poem. I was so startled, I feel you I Love between the ages; I was so happy, my thoughts of you to listen to; I was so lonely,polo ralph lauren, because your not on my side. However, this is what is the relationship? I can only treasure the graceful affection. I know your heart, you know my heart, this love, from dance between heaven and earth will be beautiful gesture. This leaves the way my Heart Song melodious, melodious with the exhaustion of his life can not uninstall the Qiannian, melodious with a lifetime love of butterflies fluttering flowers. Perhaps in the long years old, I can only love tranquilly settle in the bottom of my heart to let it stay with me, because of you in every bright star in the night, dance, curtain call, and then belong to us with a poem written , the bustling life back together and the vicissitudes of life. Only wish, after the millennium reunion you and I bring you is moist like Dead Poets Society; only wish, with your love This statement can be clear with your eyes ... ...
Tagore said: If you do not ssummit, I stoically with your silence to fill my heart ... ... my thoughts. Miss, such as rooting out the buds, fresh with a small world, who can who wants to cease the growth of her beautiful! The world is minuscule, our world is still pure, clear. No matter where you stand in a noisy hustle and bustle of the street, can be heard while inside it while attached to the tremolo, but also be able to see things in the world are being greeted with a static posture kiss of love.
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this season, please allow me in the flowers of the night, again and again since you read ... ... read you, my heart full of poetic beauty and gratitude. Such as the fleeting glimpse of the edge from the dream glided by; like a piece of the leaf, the light slowly dropped to the ground and watch them the next time in the latitude and longitude between the traces of engraving; such as dolphin hanging fruit on the tree and watch them growth experienced in the years between sharpening; as enchanting with the blossoming flowers, watch how they blossom and wither in life between the interpretation of the no regrets; and if that sunset on the shore, looking at it How can we not remember those distinguished lines:
I believe that words can not miss, but is even deep;
I believe, but never forget the care can not;
I believe that love has made me treasure, I,christian louboutin, circulation, and his agreement;
I believe that the road of life is fleeting,, and love the journey it can be infinitely extended;
I believe, with this season's on the TV is worth a lifetime collection of the Love of the City;
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