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Pick up a piece of fallen leaves, on the heart
life,louboutin soldes, once gone, really can not go back, those who go, no longer see the. If a grain of dust falls into the earth, without a trace, without a message. Looking at the ground of a piece of fallen leaves, once again brought back my memories of the past!
< p > looked at the dark green embedded in other colors, know the leaf is the tree and the parting of the time, once bustling, whispering in the dream.
< p > from the country came to this strange city, every time back, joy after parting, I could not bear to see, could not bear to want to love, see elderly parents miss eyes straight sent to, invisible figure wouldn't turn away, I also deeply feeling to meet the day, I and they are in limited countdown period.
< p > home is in the hills of the mountains, fields, a, is soil and fine gravel mixed, people in a peanut and sweet potato, to the autumn harvest season,hogan rebel outlet, with a hoe to dig, sweet potato will be from the soil exposed red smiling face, one dwelling in the soil, finally feel proud and elated day the, looked at the mother's hard work to a heap of size and polished sweet potato, cheerful, we carefully placed, don't grazed skin and grazed skin, well preserved. (the broken skin prone to mildew, rot)
< p > the autumn wind bleak, in the silence of the night with a rustling sound, roll up the leaves, wandering in the more unscrupulous, corrosion...
Pick up a piece of fallen leaves, on the heart
< p > I picked up a fallen leaf in the hand,tn pas cher, standing in a deciduous, look stupid, stupid thinking, each piece are Deja met somewhere before. Remember at the beginning, from bud dew,hogan scarpe, green a whole piece,supra pas cher, until today stump Bai Ye, don't feel sad from the heart, how many events such as leaf like,hogan outlet, stay in our memories, sad unceasingly.
< p > harvest always makes people happy things, the area south of the Yangtze River, depending on the cropping rice based, once a year, to the harvest time, people will stop the hands of live, and focus on the rice, it is a year of hope!
autumn hills have a lonely beauty, looking far, clusters of red, yellow, green, inlaid in >
hope to pick up a piece of fallen leaves, put on the heart of the article, can let you have the harvest
< p > hillside scratched a gust of wind, blowing red pine needles, and dropped on the ground in Bacillus subtilis, with fallen leaves accumulated more, step up a gently scrape of sound,chaussure tn pas cher, scattered on the ground leaves, wind blows, and roll together, pile up, as if waiting for the lack of firewood for people to accept them back, seemed to give a tree a fat Shi.
< p > running in the fields of the people for one year season, autumn expectations placed the great fantasy, after the close, how planning, weaving a dream for the next year.
piece of withered leaves,christian louboutin pas cher, with feelings of homesickness my thoughts were in memory of flying, flying!
can not remember when, autumn quietly came to our side, the season of the transformation has not come to think, in a hurry to put on the autumn! Related Articles:
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