Showy poppy is doomed fate _3687

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Showy poppy is doomed fate

In the long, long time ago, whose son has only wizard rock, a beautiful butterfly in search of the soul turned into a poppy, bright, burning like fire poppy, in order to find their own past lives Love will open in a steep cliff. When you cross the threshold of hope, through the secular River, is close to the holy light and you will climb up the cliff in her stunning beauty, temptation, such as Yi Ban's close to you. Silence of the cliff, the cold moonlight, swaying her slender figure, looked up and tender and beautiful face, in a wild dance gently rotate your invisible stalker vines, rich perfume of the flowers around you filled the air, the fire turned red like a whirlpool of passion, swept to you. - From the poppy flower on the legend of 1, love is like poison poisonous poppy flowers will bloom Why so beautiful, so attractive? Really exist in the world will never Shiquan ten reasons? This legend,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I feel she was poignant. Poppy, we can not touch, only 用心去感受, heart to enjoy. Came to a close, how do I respond to this sad. I have thousands of back pain in a dream, and ultimately get a positive look, love eventually to zero. Miss and love is bound to be a girl. Out loss of first love, the feeling has become virtual. Remember. In the rain in March, I ran hard in the rain, I think you can run out of the sky belongs to him, saying the results do not go, I stopped and had to wait so I have been saying is, if not loved the one left behind, has made me forget the decision to leave. Later. He said: two different worlds together, will be very hard. I say if they wish will become happy, there will be two different worlds of pleasure. He said: You are too naive to think happiness was so simple, so simple. I thought, as long as I hold firmly to happiness, it will not wind and scattered clouds. It will always stay with me. Even if that feeling is already becoming faint, or even tasteless. But I was willing to have this love has been maintained. When I heard him say, I have been wasting his time, my heart suddenly broken. I do not know who in the end who is a waste of time. I thought the words hurt even more than the silent heartache. However, I found out is the same as the pain. That are from the original soul of an illusion, and I have been given their own spiritual comfort. Had been a fool I have been playing the role. The love is deceptive. Wandering the original ... ... final, and ultimately find a warm home. May be doomed to a fate. Love, for me, elusive. It is poisonous, toxic thick strong, I can not afford a fragile woman. Love poppy is poisonous, and I missed the final. 2, I am also a woman poisonous poppy is a beautiful and unusual flowers, it's such a beautiful fruit of the achievements of some ambition, people took advantage of this beautiful, to become a source of evil. Poppy itself is no sin, so the heart does not have the characteristics of trapped inside, the mind is to have unclean hands of the evil humans will stretch it ... ... They say: I am toxic, is an expected and can not, and the woman. I say: Love is elusive. They say: things are not always the best. I said: what is the most beautiful treasure the most true. Some friends are not familiar with. ... ... The flowers and gave me what was wrong. Heart has been uneasy. Sudden heart ache Jiaoren uncomfortable. I endured the pain of faint, feeling like I'm going slowly, slowly going to die. A kind of foreboding, I do not know how long I can tolerate, a fragile crystal is about broken hearts, melted. I was told, do not complain, God is fair. That why I did not feel there is fairness and truth. It time and time again and I open a malicious joke. Crack the windows, take a piece of scratch their own hands, I was such a willful child. Rain, accidentally think of running in March, I was determined to go then why not? Have to wait for him to innocently said to me impossible. Bad mood, running wild in the rain, did not into the enjoyment that comes from physical and psychological? If, peace of mind, but is an invisible torture. All depends on the feeling of it. For me, the pain is turned into a pleasure. Students not already naked. Remember a blog a personalized signature, I was like this: I'm just a shadow of a floating variable. Yes, I'm just a passerby. Perhaps my words are also floating, not to mention my people? Who have persistent, now halfway. It only as a destiny. Finally discovered that those men, I like the poppy as a woman. 3, infected with the virus even dream that all the arrangements are fixed, so I started to live with pieces, into a Lanlansansan do not make progress people. I do not want to find excuses to myself, I understand that the fault is not to save anything back, because time has passed. Someone told me that the world has a time machine, would you like to go back to overlap it. Useful? It was just fantastic in the role. Colorful sky has lost its color. I only retained the blue, because it represents the depression. Dream I do not want to say, because it really does not exist, and do not want to talk about in front of any one person. Impossible, why do I have to say that if it does so misty. I do not want to pretend I do not want you as a joke, but I have to hide their grievances. You know when a person is not happy thing to talk to you, and not only comfort but is not you hear your chatter. You can understand that from the bottom of my heart hurt? So, I think a true friend is hard to find. My dream, like the poppy, the beautiful but poisonous. That drug is a dream is great but they can not be achieved. All attributed to fate, including the poppy beauty and evil.

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