总算甘愿把墙上的回忆撕下来。
一边收拾,一边惊叹岁月流逝。
什么时候还会再回来呢?
明明迫不及待离开,那我在眷恋什么呼?
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
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成长,意味着越来越靠近死亡。我只想在我的生命留下足迹,来证明我真的有认真地活过... Growing means stepping nearer to the death. I just want to leave my steps in my life to prove that i really lived seriously...
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