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Wysłany: Pią 15:38, 25 Mar 2011
Temat postu: If I have a seven-color flowers flowers
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If I had spent flowers may be my childhood dream will now emit the fragrance of the other species.
I Bingzhu all breathing, sniffing afar The flowers, tear off a petal, the promise of a wish - I want to be a blossoming flower.
great germination from seed, from germination to flowering. in the life course to reach peak , I smiled and sway my Love, Huarong will hold a huge bud. butterflies, bees play in my cheek, pointed to the flower from the flower, the pollen together with the sunbeams into each Chunni. I get born again, flowers and open, less out of the seven colors of a flower petal, a perianth wind down, the promise of a wish - I do a Yufeng seabirds.
the West Bank to the East Coast from the Pacific, with the tail cut through the still air Wan Lai, with their flight. so they formed a wind, or the fluttering breeze, or the vast and mighty winds, or the rustling glory. the life of the wind is flying, flying is all seabirds. So I took out my whole life to fly, like the legendary bird birds without feet, landing only once a lifetime, and I was a feather landing it is taken away by the wind, but also take away a lot of flying dreams, feathers rustled down, sink into the sea, soaking in the sea turned into a seven-color petals, the promise of a wish - I do a system of fish.
white shells, green seaweed, red coral, blue sea, golden beach ... all created by the sea is beautiful, including me. Some people say that the tears of the sea fish, but I feel it is the blue sky is crying, tears down the next time it is the faint red pigment
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, so the sea was dyed blue. the desire of the blue sky as the water bubbles, floating slowly . emission into the air. extend to the atmosphere as a free seven-color petals, the promise of a wish - I do always been right in the blue sky the stars.
I gave each a man smiling at me, eyes may convey a simple man of that person's thoughts. lonely remote places across the light years, through the centuries. the sky of stars, I became the most common one. Thus, the fallen . I drew a seven-color night petal-like arc, people began to pay attention to me, praise me, will wish to send me. fuzzy to see pain is so mysterious to himself, the promise of a desire - I want to round a unique meniscus.
everyone I brought back arched melancholy, has been side-tracked their sleep before dawn. But crazy men Rouge of the North is always hope that the dawn, warm sun more than I, and the poet have my sympathy wanes. In the early months, I bend, such as seven-color petals when the promise of a wish - I want to be a hot sun. ;
all things to me I feel the warmth, every life I love living in the greenhouse, photosynthetic oxygen with people happy. but not one I'll melt the freezing point, There is so deserted, that is the starting point of my flying illusion, really belong to my own place - my home town. that wire center of gravity in the low sun under the curve and a curved seven-color as a multi-petal, the promise of a wish - I want to be myself.
I own 36.5 degrees to warm everyone around me with a smile is a reflection on their own happiness for everyone, with the flavor of their own ... I'm active in the surrounding air, in the gradually being myself. my time is the most perfect dream
Breitling
, there is no drop of flowers, the sun never sets.
flowers if I have a seven-color flowers, I'll put it buried in the mud the ground, all my childhood dreams nourish the roots.
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