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hot the classroom is still restless head of the ceiling fan whirring sound lying quietly in his seat his eyes pour into a ball drifting out the window ears jay voice echoed repeatedly no one could understand nor is his favorite suddenly he stood up remove the headphones to hand threw on the table walked to the door. Wei Liang before the arrival of the summer solstice in this season rain is always a lot but very small to the rhythm of dripping rain the air was filled with the fragrance of the breath of earth soaking wet in the air slightly his thoughts flying wind cold could not help shivering tightened his coat went on the rain had washed everything clean he was squatting In the teaching building on the lawn behind stroking those green elves where sunny days are always very busy always some of the girls came to pick clover they said they found fourleaf clover clover can find happiness He always pass here every time I looked with disdain and then I thought: really Clover it? Yang Zhao weak flow bathroom light there is a constantly dripping faucet and he held out his hand but found that it was not screwed tight He leaned in the corner his left resting on the other leg it is his favorite position and then lit a cigarette suddenly filled with smoke he bowed his head staring at the toes supporting the help that heavy blackrimmed glasses he did not like that thing pressing his nose very hard to accept his lips stained with cream is white quivering cigarette butts end of the line quickly flashed and dim it down unable to gray ash Ling forlorn wrapped around it to the rouge red already shaky thin middle finger white jade flick shake off surrounded by a gray he stayed for only 300 seconds a second touch of melancholy. days of gray like diluted ink the same as throwing up but the rain was quiet really quiet great promise only one who half the campus the branches no longer Chaozha Fallen flowers dripping puddles of varying shades of blue. He took a deep breath and nose is very acid bulging eyes bulging his head down the cold rain dripping down his long hair on his forehead wetting the eyelashes as damp Ling Yu clear eyes has never been quiet walked around the corner he turned around and looked no shadow looked up still gray he said: no monthly Tonight he was a lonely wanderer and the night spent listening to try to make a nightmare to sing sing to do downtown try to sing all the good memories about the world he always like to walk through alone at the crossroads of traffic lights flashing alternately always like a man with his back to his arms resting on the railing lonely always like to use black gel ink pen blue text that says like the breeze the weather light rain season no one knew his heart was thinking What perhaps in one of his most beautiful dream woman smiled and talked to skirt lightly. The young man hesitated in the rain back then months; 1365467294 |
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