spring start

At the end of February, peach, faint a summer breath, the sky began to like summer a blue sky and thick clouds, hot air temperature.
Sometimes he will be very homesick, miss the YouCaiHua has blossomed.
The city of spring so short, the long summer from the end of February, will continue to December.
My cold gradually recovered, it didn't take medicine also few days after coughing, not whooping cough.

Day still sleepy backwater continue, as usual.
Sometimes in life, a lot of suddenly feel sad the words don't export.
With a song, and with a great deal of effort to find, listen, lie on the bed should flow tears. Canthus

Night sometimes dreaming. Sometimes will remember, sometimes forget.
Remember, one of the few dream to dream oneself become suck the evil spirit zombies. The second dream your own canoes paddled in ocean surges. Thirdly dreamed of flying altitude suddenly let yourself fall, no flesh, very quiet lying on the ground, as is asleep. Wan wan said she dreamt for several nights on the fly, fly, fly two late come very afraid of Pacific Ocean, around the whole world. I rush toward chi a break into laugh, feel oneself is a pleasure as zombies. Those dreams, tricky so lovely.

Sometimes, if you remembered.
You said that I give you pictures of the most happy smile, perhaps because I am by your side.
You said you enjoy watching my words, you and I met very nice, you said YouCaiHua opened in chengdu.
When you say winter approaching, you know, I said to myself, I was happily, I like you, and you?
You say little pig is the world's only smoke geek, there must be a person like you, cut fruit, empty counterclockwise while talking to the post and irrigation, pig small willow, perhaps we quite a long time, but you will meet with my mood.
You said we wait for the love, spring, you say little willow, would I recognize you?
You said I let you warm heart, you say LiuLiu, because you happy I am happy.
You say, pig small willow is a joy to people. ...

Hence, I often disturbing, will be upset.
You said, I remember firmly. But I will still be afraid you forget.
The memory of my phone was off, tortured by damage, video, images in no. All songs,
As we come before the hundreds of photograph of the mood, depressed and disappointed, crazy.
Remember to clear, also is the enemy had time, gradually blurred.

In February, march is coming over the past year in this blog written text.
I think, because have you at my side.
Because you look at, so I was writing. You know, like snow life lonely life is but the blink of an eye. I am a pig small, I like you, and you?