4/28/2009 - In my study of the road
When I alone set foot on the back pack of this study, when the unfamiliar road
Imagine beautiful as always, to put up with this all the unfamiliar faces
To adapt to this strange clothes corner of all
In this strange city are familiar with the memories come to me slowly
Dare not let the tears out of eyes
Because you want the firm to complete their own
Stand in the rain, the hard face of the tears or the rain
Why do I always will always be the one everyone forgotten?
This can not face their own smiling faces strong
Is always hard to beg God to
Do not let the suffering of their own so
Camouflage face every day to cover up his mind within the world of emptiness
So many hard times in the
new jerseys In return, but only a piece of the past Yunyan
To pay the initial and the final result
Only to find that so many of their silly
A time to let the suffering of their own so
All of the past will slowly wind scattered on the memory of Xi
Who tears the eyes of the dead for me
Feel wronged, to whom I to say
Who will quietly listen to the trauma of my heart
jeans mens All change is so strange, so distant
With time all wounds will slowly falls under the jurisdiction of the End of the World
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