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Dienstag, 25. Dezember 2012

This is the weakness of human nature

Von cheapjackets, 04:26

The passage of time, and in any case are not coming back. http://www.thenorthfaceforuk.com/ Farewell then, turn a new page, and to greet what I will? The small boat in the river, the wind and the waves waft, the bow is pointing to the front. It has not been overturned by the wind; it was not the waves sunk. Bow favor after a strong wind blowing, and suddenly a wave called shipwrecked. From time immemorial, the human the way, there are inherent hypocrisy and selfishness in its heart of hearts.

 

This is the weakness of human nature. Is commendable is the north face of the ancestors or restrained to the narrow-mindedness of this inherent pressure to the bottom of my heart. So that it could not move. Although occasionally it is also struggling with something in the human body, but eventually human reason uniforms. Modern societys materialistic, led to love, hate, North Face Sale UK Draw a symbol, let the dream to interpret its meaning; Abstract single flower, let the dream to interpret it OK. Later, the dream always so wonderful, always attracts countless hearts. Now, but it is a trifle troubles. Out of the window, under a light rain, alone, listening to the rhythm of the rain. Melody of rain touched the heartstrings, a beautiful immersed.

 

The water droplets on the leaves, to Zala ground, the sound is beautiful! Across the creek, and regain lost memories. Taste slowly then taste like tea then incense; like Oasis so sweet. Childhood blowing of the wind, as if they threw themselves on the face, the feeling is still so familiar, so warm. A smile, they reveal the original happy. Picked up a pebble, is a treasure; strike since a wave of spray is a retrospect. Of smoke rising in the sky, as if back to the past. The sky is blue, white clouds. Mountains in the distance, still lonely Rye heaven and earth. Just like in those days, but childhood is already left. Rain outside the window, the greater the taste of childhood, it is even more faded.

 

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