Gray moments, and stories collide

Sad fall , full hills , and other youth finish .

What is a youth , is a song subjugation symphony , the Eiffel Tower is inclined not to fall ?

Perhaps a book, when you get to be faded black hair , leaving a touch of warmth and joy.

Write out the youth are very shallow , after a little reflection , you will find that it is very profound. Zhiyuan This time flies too fast, I did not set out to reach the other side of dreams , love and friendship which the people are so distracting .

See flowers in front of the grave , like Nian Hua Xu Hui hate is not the intention hate brush Everlasting ; by moonlight regret missing pen , pear -like Xichuang cut is not tired of Vessels difficult transition .

Time as water, those who have seen already experienced turned back, and with the precarious life have changed . Obsessed with someone or something in the fleeting lopsided slowly forgotten, stranded in the deepest soul. Only the ups and downs of this restless youth Bale.

In the bumps in all the sad and beautiful are brought together in the mind , and then every night tossing and turning , it is difficult to sleep. Nothing to rely on any of their own in the endless solitude , never mind expect , but unfortunately up to now there is no answer .

Grief makes it difficult to let go, always keep in mind the good . Years of silence , the Red Mo , we passed one after another landscape , but also a people that harvest a sad and touching memories.

Cut a bunch of sunshine , put in the palm , a touch of warm systemic circulation , dilute fleeting sadness brought cold. In a long and ya -ya -long dream, quietly floating anxiety are all melted into a soft soul . In this way the youth is no longer so complicated , it becomes simple and clean .

Should always so quiet and comfortable life that much good, either busy or lonely , lonely , or whether sorrows and joys . We are able to go on without complaint .

Too unpredictable fate , after years later, where we will wander , Old Men .

By the time horizon sad full bloom , full bloom a second residual fly , we have to go looking for lost youth, and those promises have nowhere to put it .

Let us remember that the original dream , mind if sunny, fearless sad. Only then , will feel that life is full of sunshine, full of hope.