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As I am concerned about the silence is enough  love is not necessarily To return, why do you say it, hurt each other before breaking up it was black and blue, maintaining the status quo at least we all know there is still a good memory. I do not like the specious excuse. No matter how others think, I have
Always insisted that, education, money and class divide is not true love, in God’s eyes, the soul of every noble are the same. But I can not say it, they have to go to realize his own. If he really love me, really can not do without me, that his eyes from the secular obstacles will be easily solved. I
Look forward to his wake. But one day, he told me, he married his fiancee with factory workers. A sudden, my tears swarmed crazy eyes. I desperately controlling yourself, let the tears fall, calmly smiled and said: "Congratulations." Terrible silence. We no longer dare to speak, afraid only to speak, all the strong will disintegrate. Poor sad modern ah, in

The preparatory work, to me marked drip of penicillin, said the situation if not controlled, surgery immediately. Ray has been firmly held my hand, kept comforting me. Perhaps his concern, perhaps the role of drug, gradually reduce the pain, the doctor saw that no surgery, and as long as the input for a night of penicillin on it. The strict
Cold winter night, the silent snow falling outside the window, dim room lights dim. Ray has been at the bedside watching over me. Sishuifeishui, I hear he brings tears fuzzy sound like balderdash to me to read Tagore’s "birds of": traces of the sky without wings, and birds have been flying … … I hope to see how he can
We all understand the phrase say what ah, but he did not. After a long time before I was removed from his cousin that he really thought. He said he just had never graduated from high school a small mechanic, and I was whitecollar college, he started not with me is not the result of a doomed romance, as long