Foot was white, vast music interspersed three bridges and cobblestone as any footprints in the wet gloss of a decline in play, point out "pop", riding rings, "BOOM BOOM" sound dull hard stone off the bridge a while the water, then turn under the bridge water 's edge of a Punta shade, color in the folk dance of the evening, I met a shade it and that.
Brushed aside the willow shade, I gently tap printed under the tree and "Fruitful" huge rockery. The Hill, emit sound equally boring.
I come from Piedmont, Jujuerhang. A landing leaves, crushed unintentionally, but still tired forming.
I laugh! Because the leaves were gone, the conceivable world all fall! Xiaoxiao ended in September gives meaning, it is particularly obvious. I chuckle boring within the mountains, while the joy that Yamagata outside the fair-weather!
That would be the "Chunhua" after "in autumn", and with belonging to this life in September, are in this season of the breeds of deep autumn! Together, they, like the candles are deposited to invest in this as Lang Lang's human!
Gives a clear and crisp feel. It do not feel the urge, very deep, like a cup of cold dishes in the goods, with sweet, salty and spicy taste of hemp. In short there are colorful flavor, not publicity, but we all know.
A person in September, one season, a person j school. This is all the "one picture" actually can be combined into a mood; even if this conception of the terminal is still one more person, and what relationship? A person's mood, still with a lofty, clear, there is free and easy. This is actually a lot like autumn mood, much like the poem where there had been a desolate, nobody.
The desolation and nobody is belong to the autumn, though so far they are dispersed in the ancient poetry!
In September of j school, fall, more than ever come earlier. The cool breeze was blowing a fly, I always be mistaken as a sough autumn.
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