~~~Snow White and Rose Red~~~
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22.10.2019 09:58
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It��s just a glimpse of tea, but it��s faintly left with a little bit of marks. In the midst of it, the pace of time is no longer in a hurry, and it is no longer fleeting. It seems to be slowing down, everything in the world is stagnant, quiet, and precipitation. I am a chronic person. In the slow beats, calmly deal with it. As my age and experience grow, I can no longer slow down. Whenever I walked into the classroom without rushing, the students were already seated, and I lost a leisurely and comfortable place to enter. Whenever I screamed and screamed at the sea, others had traveled around the world with Zhou Gong. Finally, one day, my chronic child was completely buried in the fast-paced rhythm and ceased to exist. The rhythm of life continues to follow the times and keep pace. I am confused and overwhelmed. Until the time slowed down Newport 100S, my heart calmed down. Only after experiencing the fast pace of "terror" will you know that the time of slowness is precious. Stepping into the first grade of junior high school, it is bound to be lonely and embarrassing. Study slowly, bury your heart deeply in the lines, and taste the heart. I read out Lin Daiyu's "Flower Xie Huafei Huatian, Red Xiaoxiang, who has pity"; I also read Nalan Rongru, "How much the West Wind hates, blows the eyebrows and bends" the sorrow and affection In the slow time, you can stop the water. Relive the long-lost warmth and the secret that belongs to me. In the afternoon of the bright sunshine on the head, I was dazed by the learning plan that was once very narcissistic. Before the ��stacking up�� work, I watched the graduation photo of the elementary school with fun and laughed Online Cigarettes. In the absence of my father and mother, holding the dolls to do math problems all the way, time has witnessed every growth of my, every change. I never knew when and where it came from, and I don��t know when it will leave me. I only know that time has been striding and the head of the meteor is not going back, and even a back view will not let me see. Behind it Wholesale Cigarettes, I walked slowly, passed the childhood, childhood, and now continue to go on. |
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