"Those flowers" that laughter reminds me of my those flowers, in every corner of my life for me to quietly bloom ......
Park always reminds me of him in his student days, white t-shirt, simple jeans, and in which afternoons, sweating on the basketball court in the moments, I always so coincidentally see the I've always seen him so coincidentally. Years later, just in the diary nostalgia for those who have appeared in the life of them, can not say which kind of love, just light like, y miss ......
"Courage" finally made this decision others how to say I do not care, as long as you are also the same affirmation, I am willing to the ends of the earth are with you to go! ......
God knows, so timid and quiet me, how to drum up the courage, red face with their own can not hear the voice to say those words. I have already made a decision, do you feel my firm, how I hope to get the same response from you to hold on to the love that belongs to us.
"Dear that's not love" in the classroom that organ ding dong ding dong ding ding enjoin, like the sound of your confession movement consistent very light ......
The throbbing of the age, that rubbing wrinkled confessions how to be sent to your hands. In many nights under the lamp, I used all the enthusiasm to exhaust the emotion to you, I'm afraid, afraid to get is your silence. I thought you were the same as me, but sensible as you are, you only left me with a faraway back, foreshadowing my youth that had fallen apart before it even started.
"Mood" riding the wind wandering in the blue sky, a cloud drifted down in front of me ......
It is undeniable that Jay Chou's song accompanied all of us after the 80's youthful years, in the summer belonging to the youth, the other party's a look back, a smile, a greetings, are in our hearts ripples. Without a sign of daze, inexplicable sadness, because you, my heart no longer belongs to themselves, in that bright morning, I just want to hold hands with you, step by step.