Title: My view and his encounter
Description: Dazzling sunlight in the evening become soft, disappeared figure, Monster Beats with only a memory and miss quiet quiet rendering, I really hope I can die in my memory. Once you leave at sunset in dim, simple I think you will come back with me to works night and struggle together efforts. But that a meeting be the last side. In this life rhythm so fast city, I saw your shadow.July 7, I came to zhangjiajie, this strange and familiar city, this is a assumes responsibility for fighting. My friends and the scorching sun went to the city one to participate in the test, I have a long time not scored the examination room, school of tense atmosphere by a vague, and fear, and in walked backwards steps.
Perhaps it is because our common now passed through the two years, struggle with the two years, the wind and rain that two years, in front of the stranger are familiar, kind. Even want to call him your name, the calm I excitedly asked friends: "you see, is that our and looks like?" "It is like, to go in the examination room." Just like that, with some excitement into the examination room.
You for me is a dream, and some people say that dreams was no sound no images. So, Monster Lady Gaga every night I have to sleep on television when dreaming of the seven colour is round article??????? So, July 7 I and the boy met have is what... Perhaps, is I think too many, put my feelings for you, the backlog of a year of miss moment release in a strange boy's body.
July 8,, another day the exam, when I think of all the just happened yesterday, the boy appeared again. He is also with handsome smile, with side got into talk with students. Indeed, the boy is not our, our only with looks like. Perhaps the world really have so much alike two people! The boy looked at my side come between suddenly, my view and his encounter. The look familiar, in blue with a gentle. The air here is happiness of flavor. A day of nervous the exam, out of the examination room moment, everything is fresh, I'm relieved. The boy again trotted like wind from my side. I'm going to ask his name, but I gave it up, Cheap Monster Beats let the point in the heart of the good daydream any longer, fantasy is to cheer me on, even if the daydream only stay for a second.lkhsf05
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