每天早上走路经过那间学校,总是会有老鼠声冒出来。
我知道是你,今天我看着你,那声音总算没了。
Friday, May 21, 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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