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Sorry I’ll Put You

Posted in story on July 19th, 2010 by admin

Sorry, I’ll put you cry." She fooling say: "My eyes into the sand." He smiled. And so they fell in love. He likes to eat her face to do with mother’s taste; she liked to hear him play "love", each Tingzhetingzhe, she will move to tears, he kissed her tears say like her, and she will open Greeting the wind
Window smiling, said: "My eyes into the sand of the." After each show she would like to eat the lollipop she bought, she was always careful to say that eating a cherryflavored lollipop people happy up, he always laugh at her grow up. He loved her, because she made him feel the sunshine of life, she loved him, because she
Did not want to see his gray blue eyes only. She likes holding his face that your eyes really beautiful, but I will not have this inside another depression here can only have my shadow, I heard yet? He always nodded, then hugged her spin room, covered with their laughter. October 10, 2003 anniversary of the death his mother, his

His Music Understand His Feelings

Posted in story on July 19th, 2010 by admin

His music, understand his feelings. But he still played before the end of each performance of "love" … … … She, a pure girl, pure and simple nature, like water, longing for the sea, love each rainy day, moving her happy, because she was born with hate crying. He came to show her the city, posters of his eyes attracted
Her to buy expensive tickets that only those days, she was a month, friends shocked at her behavior, because she was going to concerts and would sleep sleepy But she said that like his eyes. Simple child, simple reasons. He played quietly on stage with "love", her tears flowing nonstop, she did not understand why they did not sleepy, why
Is heartbreaking to hear this song will be tears. He saw her long hair, clean face hanging tears, his heart suddenly hurts a little, "no such feeling for a long time," he sighed softly. At the end, she went to his eyes, Qieqie say: "It is best to listen to the voice of the world." He rubbed her hair, "I’m