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Aug 2013
"People do not know where to go face, Love and be loved." Really like these verses, could not help feeling that life is a dream, an idea into the air. Some words, hearts will always comes to feeling; Some things always lived to be relieved. This is how we always like to look for someone else's story from his own shadow, and then looked at other people's stories of their own tears (Yiwu buying agent).
Had spent a lot of time to take care of those complicated, the end result may be in vain. Inadvertently catch a glimpse of beautiful campus that piece of peach, suddenly remembered a time a few years ago is also in love with the campus camphor tree. Enron tree is always standing, wait Jubilee winter rain, contemplation joys and sorrows, in a silent gesture of compassion. I just suddenly a little sad, perhaps too young time is easy to miss a lot of things, too easily done something wrong. A lot of things we in strong faith, but give way to the temptation, we know everything, but we do not go to practice. Young is so, the spirit of a passionate young heart, walking ring road, and then we slowly started to become mature. (Yiwu export)
Each time period will always meet different people, and then began to experience a new course. Little four work "before the arrival of the summer solstice" in the summer solstice heroine, said: "You do not wait for me, it is time forgot me." I thought, we can not help feeling the time to go short, always could not help but complain about time to bring our unfair. In fact, our minds are not mature enough, do not comprehend the true meaning of the time is short. Then so be it, began a seemingly daily busy life. At that time, I remember when I was just a boy, I do not know that he grew up, or the time to go too fast. I knew it, I found that I was no longer young. Ebb and flow, clear understanding trace.
When flowers, youth pass by; flowers when we are old.
I have no nostalgia, I do not think the youth the more regrettable. Recollections on their own, the young own way to go, so the memory in my mind. I'm passing scenery, certainly in others different, because different state of mind, not in time, and our experience is also different for each person. (Yiwu export agent)
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yangliu  beijing
(beijing)   
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