On the first day of registration, you and I wore the same black sweater, hummed the same tune, and drank Pepsi's Blue Storm. You smiled warmly and said, "What a coincidence." . Soon, this became the "code word" between us.
On the day of the garden party, you wore the robe of "In the Name of the Father" and held the "nunchucks" in your hand. I said, "You're so handsome, you look like Huo Yuanjia. Are you going to a bullfight?" You were silent and moved gently. I said, "You're such a coward, you don't even dare to go to a bullfight!" You took out your double knives and said you were going to do the "Beast's Battle". Suddenly I felt my heart was "stranded". I'm sorry," he said, "but you're very quiet.
Before your match, I stood at the Love Cliff and texted you on my romantic cell phone. I read the "black humor" you sent me, and my tears were like "broken strings" tracing a path on my face.
After a short while, you said you beat Orca, and I said, "Awesome, awesome, how did you do that?" You smiled and laughed in triumph, saying that you just play "Dragon Fist" and she was silly. You also said that "Her Eyelashes" was as messy as "Reverse Scales". When I heard you blowing like that, I remembered the time when your grandmother, who had hair like snow, used to say that you loved blowing, in the place where there were terraces of Perfectionism.
I sat on the roof, looking up at the starry sky, as if I smelled the fragrance of maltose in the terraces, and the snails were "drifting" towards us with their heavy shells. Oh, it was a sunny day every day. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you can get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
"Romantic cell phone ringing again" you said you won the "mother" again. This time I really laughed. I said good ah good ah, you come back soon, I will give you to do "grandpa brewed tea" and "reverse direction of the clock" ah! You turned down the offer, saying that you were going to fight The Last Battle and defeat The Old Indian Turtle Dove, and that you wanted me to go with you to see The Coral Sea. I said, "Can you do it? You said, "Nonsense, because I am the undefeated ninja" and said let me see how you "chaotic dance".
After a while, I was still uneasy, so I called you. I heard you scream, like a tornado, across my heart. Then I heard the sound of my own heart breaking apart after the "East Wind". I said, "Look, you were blowing so vividly just now, but now you're "divided on all sides", aren't you? Then my tears finally flowed out. I'm not sure why I'm not in the mood for a new one, but I'm sure I'm not in the mood for a new one," he said.
That day was the end of the world for me.
Then I moved to Fort William, because I wanted to leave that place of sadness. When I was on the train, there was a little blacksmith in Milan who gave me a Peninsula box. I opened it, and it was filled with your voice.
You said I was a "lovely woman", and also said you want to "simple love" with me, just you "can not open the mouth", you also said that our "love in the West before the dollar" ... ...
I'm going north, away from Stop the War Gothic to My Place.
When I got home, I jumped into my dad's arms and said, "Dad, I'm home"... ...
S H E's song "Excuses" In Istanbul you Love's final battle
After saying the 1943rd sentence of sorry
Wanted to simply love but couldn't open my mouth
Countdown to the start of the bullfighting with the quiet
Like a tornado sweeping by
Images of the past no longer there
Love words drifted into a thousand miles
Listen to your mother, don't let me get hurt
Your lame excuses split you and me
Same tune, no track of pain
Good, blind excuses drift away from you and me
Trapped up in a fight, in the midst of
In this chaotic dance of spring and autumn
Your lame excuses
Your lame excuses
Whenever I'm lonely, I look at the clock in the opposite direction
Looking for that code word to bring me back to my old life
Believing that with hair like snow, you love me too
Reality is no longer perfectionist
It's the old turtle dove that reminds me
Happy times are swung with two blades
Emotions are like broken strings What a great black humor
Listen to your mother, don't let me get hurt
Your false excuses divide you and me
The same tune, the pain without a track
The blind excuses drift you and me
The beasts of burden are fighting in this chaotic dance of the spring and autumn
Can't you tell me, Grandma
If there is a general I'm looking forward to at the precipice of love
There's a garden party in the park.
Celebrating a happy friend, I've spent the day with a smile on my face
Grandma, can you tell me
If there's a general I'm looking for on the precipice of love
Night music plays beautifully at the parade
Don't panic, my superhero friend, I'll keep your secret
Your false excuses are dividing you from me
Same tune, no track. Dancing in Chaos
Hey, it's time to sing along, Ishiban Bibimbap, with an egg. My name is Huo Yuanjia, I was born in Shanghai in 1943, I live in Williamsburg, I have been living a sunny homey life, every day I listen to my mom, practice Dragon Fist, play Tai Chi, play romantic cell phone, listen to Chopin's nocturne in November, watch the longest movie, sometimes I also bring my pet Indy An old turtledove, wearing a black sweater knitted by my grandmother, sitting on the coral seashore, drinking the tea that my grandpa brewed, eating sweet malt sugar, and I have a good time. I sat by the coral sea, drinking tea made by my grandpa, eating sweet malt candy, and watching the white windmills turn in the distance... I wish I could live my life in peace and quiet like this...
That's the way it was.
It was a sunny day, I scattered in the terraces, all the way to the north to the love cliffs, but saw a lovely woman, she exudes the smell of rosemary, at that moment I identified her as my future wife, under the starry sky, I wanted to tell her, I want to talk to her a simple love, listen to the same tune, in the rainy days after the snuggle together to see the rainbow, have our own secret code, promise Dandelion's promise, together to see the maple leaves slowly falling until the hair like snow ...... But I can't open my mouth ...... It felt like she was thousands of miles away. Just then, a tornado blew, the whole world danced chaotically spring and autumn, a small blacksmith in Milan riding the scales like a blue storm slipped through the sky, after the wind and waves calmed down, she... Gone... I felt the end of the world coming on, and I swore I'd find her. But I had no idea.
A ninja suddenly appeared in front of me, he wore a golden armor, he told me that I had to go to help him to complete a thing, he can ensure her safety, for her, I agreed to his request, that is not to say the secret... And the course of my life changed...
I drifted with my nunchucks to the Chrysanthemum Terrace, where there was to be a bullfight, and the only way I could fulfill his mission was to win against the Orc... Eventually I won the war to stop the death, and then I came to Istanbul three years of class two, as an interloper, in the name of his father to find the world's unparalleled treasures "celadon", how many people coveted this great treasure ......
Here, the beginning of life is happy, all day long and classmates with black humor, often play red parody, bragging to the east wind break, always open the nonsensical joke: "Dad, I'm back" heh ... ... But there is an end to this kind of peace and quiet ......
The annual garden party began when the jianghu blood rain and bloody winds rise ......
My identity had to be revealed at this time ...... I was in a situation where I was surrounded by enemies, fighting a trapped beast, I felt that I was retreating step by step, about to lose strength, I smelled the smell of Chirika, remembered her, and also thought of in the space of eight degrees of the night with jay's mother Ye Huimei learned in the seventh chapter of a trick, I fought, and finally saw those people like a snail slowly retreating ...... This is my last battle ......
When I woke up, I saw her walking slowly towards me, handing me a peninsular iron box, I tore open the package, there was a note: "I'm sorry, I used you, I don't deserve you. I used to love you, but the love I gave you was in B.C. We are now at a distance, we can only put this relationship on hold, I can't find an excuse to hurt you again, you are the perfectionist in me... I want you to be happy." I saw her turn around and slowly leave, the heart was like a broken string, the heart of the rain kept falling, I hope that the clock on the wall in the opposite direction can take me back to the past, can let you hear my heart, and then we sit together on the train to go, and live a still fantasy like cowboys are very busy life, and so on and so forth until old age......
"Memories of the past" .............
I remember that at the age of eleven, my face was full of youthful indiscretions, I wore a black sweater sewn by my mother, and I always pursued perfectionism. I was in awe of the invincibility of ninjas, and I was fascinated by the Dragon Fist of Huo Yuanjia, and I was not as handsome as the double knives, and I was not as sharp as the double knives, and I was listening to the cryptic words of the seventh chapter of the night in the night of the starry night, and I sang the nocturne from Williamsburg in the withering daisy. The longest movie I've seen in my youth, Uncle Jock of Istanbul, with his strange haircut, will tell the story of Superman's flightlessness with black humor, and Mr. Magic at the door will tell the story of the joys of cross-generational toys, the joys of bullfighting, the joys of dancing in chaos, the joys of spring and autumn, and the joys of searching for the remains of the scaly half-orcs of the book, of digging up the buried, of the wedge of verse that says "Love was in the West", of the golden armor that was torn off, and the golden armor that was hidden in the rosemary of the rosemary of the young woman who imitates her long-lost husband in blush. The husband of the long-lost husband with a clock in the opposite direction to take a time machine to go back in time to feel the deserted displacement of the fireworks and the broken winds of the East Cynical me does not have a celadon-like high-definition Dad said that since we are alive, we should play the splendor of the key of D The rusty peninsular iron box contains my most precious memories witnessed the everlasting friendship between the little blacksmith of Milan and I like to record the flight diary of love in the desk next to the window to listen to the teacher like an old Indian turtle dove chattering ABC from the bitterness of the Materia Medica to the poetry of the Lanting Sequence mouth hair in the same tone self-directed farce hair like snow grandmother accompanied me to participate in the school awards ceremony sitting in front of the girl let me find the trajectory of the first love of the sweet sweet beauty of the mind to think of the back all the way to the north to the drift of her eyelashes delicate with the quietness of wandering poets on the garden party serpentine dance of the sea of flowers to put aside the distance between us the next door to the three years of the second class of the girl has a secret that I can not speak of! I can't open my mouth, I'm trapped in a beastly situation the bullfighting code let me drum up the courage of the Dragon Warrior Knights I'd like to write a dandelion pact with her in my father's name in the terraces standing white windmills to see rainbows rise thousands of miles away on the cliffs of love waiting for the end of the world to come Grandpa's tea always has a warm aroma of home when he was a general he always likes to recall the last battle he remembers that Shanghai was plunged into a four-sided war in 1943 to stop the war and death. the death of the war in the smell of seven miles of incense in the silence of the Prague Square is still filled with the smell of post-war smoke finished with a free teaching video final ending mom said after the tornado blue storms will always come down under the maple tree heart of rain rain can be heard in the coral sea sound hard-working and kind-hearted she always misses me outside the mood and then can't wait to tell dad I'm back to listen to my mom's words, I'm no longer indulging in maltose sweetness Accompany this lovely woman to the thousands of miles away from the fragrance of rice to find the sunshine geeks of my tears fall emotionally fragmented goodbye to the past that promised happiness it like a broken string of the cello rain all night to tell the truth that I had simply love your heart said goodbye will leave but do not know that the train droning bit to go to the time to give me a song for me to say sorry to you a thousand miles of my land can not be recovered in the matchless you As long as I can hear the news that you are more than happy I will step like a snail. I will be like a snail step by step toward the dream