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The bright sadness


Dumai Flush the cool early on had to lie down to sleep, the moon calmly through windows, according to the stage in his bed, wind chimes dancing strings, over and over again how could not sleep. Pug think of yesterday's piece, and the quiet girl sitting under a tree, he finally understood that the girl called summer and why so calm, so the rain does not eclipse, Yousi mud unstained.
think of scenes that have past,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], could not help but upset, \
leaves are no longer issued by the sound of broken and lengthy, and on songs such as wine under the leaves of \, brandish a patina of Sauvignon Blanc. Taiwan can not stop the wind fence
strong taste,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], pressing the black waves of surging waves, moonlight transparent. Dumai know, that stand in the sea rocks back black hair flying around in the summer and called her lone figure down to under the head, curled up piece of fluffy lap dogs, even the waves can not wake up the sleeping baby in the dark. Dumai that dare not disturb the sea sing sad songs.
many days have passed, she still rocks in the night and watch the sea surging far. So many days, like the Indus to those poetic, picturesque palm trees are grown as green buds. So Dumai told myself, spring came, Nick furans March. So a lot of seagulls flying in the sea level briefly, so the shells are opened her lips to feel the last New Year's Eve.
\summer and very cold hands, shoulders, very quiet, leaning against the broad shoulders of the other hearts are very quiet. Surprisingly good weather, or the bright moonlight, still gently throwing it on the two back, there is no peripheral vision comes out of the sea is the same color. Stretching all the way back just before the moment they have together.
\br> No one ever thought of, spring comes and the wind is much more rain, the year of town is no exception it does not rain. When people are still obsessed, when warm temperatures,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], rain suddenly fell in the town.
summer sea not see the shadow of rocks, of course, also do not see the curled up sleeping bulldog. then night came, Dumai navy blue umbrella propped lonely Lin Zhao began to rain, as if the world different wash the dust, so click on the next seven days and nights.
Dumai for the set of clean clothes ready for bed, after all, an umbrella in the rain every night inside the rain is not what people want to be able to do The.
this time, the phone suddenly shaken up. a turn, it really is the voice of summer, \\a tails down to the chest, leaving the sea in front of the rain wet. but it looks exceptionally simple and exceptionally charming. Dumai quickly off a coat draped over her body, holding her cold hand , said: \\I'll give you a few words it? That said, I am off. \\\\\You will blame me Mr. Du Mai. \it will be angry with you? \
\\Rain, such as curtains, mud splashes, she flew away, no one knows the tears that poured out who sounded whom flow, heavy rain has wet her tears, no longer could not tell that in the end the rain of tears or a.
Later, Dumai in the coat pocket that has been blurred due to multiple wash to wash the letter, and showed faintly see the words: \He is not really like me. but I was in love with this than me 7 year-old man ... ... \request. Everything seemed to turn into zero, and then start from scratch. That girl from the city away all the warm winter, it seems that the noise also took place across the wilderness north wind season.
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