如诗，微微的飘扬四逸。如画，悄悄的荡漾秋波。如水,Polo Ralph Lauren，盈盈的走遍海川。如玉,beats by dre，潇潇的冰清圣洁.。 L6| oyf
四月已过境，耳边聆听到了一阵夏日降临的盛情表演乐章，像梦一样，绽放在了炽热浪漫的五月。浮生若梦，再好的篇章也唤不醒昔日的回想，任其驰骋于淡淡云烟中。 @eKec1<
云烟娆娆，余晖暧暧，随同着学生响亮的早操声。清晨的旋律唱响了一天的歌声，晨练的老大爷们都精力充沛，说说笑笑的相互问候着。太阳已经给大地披上了一层霞光，一缕大风吹过，处处暴露着一片安定的农家乐园。 JehrDC 2N
这是最有贫脊之称的陇中安宁，黄土高原的恶劣气象，在初夏的清晨仍然天高云淡。我回到了这里，就立即会感到到一种熟悉的气味，这里并没有绿树成阴，枝头的嫩叶刚露出点点赌气。它们并不厌弃这里的恶略天气，而是绽开荣姿，与这里的人们一起精力焕发，终极绽放而开.。 :&V h?
缓缓习惯着一种涣散的生活，想着怎么去让本人轻松过着每一天，然后适应怎么让自己在沉重的压力下又是一天。想着流浪，而后在某个安静的凌晨单独回家。让这些熟习的面容安抚着我的脸庞，让我不至于忘了还有自己的存在,five fingers。也想着宁静的过着，却止不住流浪的脚印。有时候耳边吹过的是列车穿过地道的声音，于是便想起了某次走过的路。漫漫无边，把所有的幻想和冀望都化作一场伤心的梦,dre beats，然后用泪水跟缄默释然。 N_W}*2(
我的脚步想去流浪，我的心却想泊岸，我的影子想去翱翔,dre beats，我的人还在地上，我的笑颜想去假装，我的泪却想投降。我这样的人不你设想中刚强,beats by dr dre，假如你寂寞的胸膛是我依附的处所，我将在那里生涯一辈子。 /<|%yE&KhJ
这个夏天，我仍是判若两人的流落，分开，返回。往复，不在。阵阵风盈盈而过，我在蒲月的春天留下了昨天的夏天，好像凝听了一场艳服的音乐会，如诗，飘荡，如画，荡漾,Vibram Five Fingers，如水，流过，如玉，冰洁！ Y 5- F@(
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