I haven't worried about the whole summer.
Knowing weak humming, add a trace of disorder in dull air. ... but you can't see the sun, the cloudy clouds erode the remaining clear sky. I desperately breathed the air, fantasy to find a drop of water in the air. . . I have always been like this in the morning. I haven't open my eyes in the morning, I feel that the summer is still surrounded by the past air. . .
It seems to have returned to the ski resort last night. . .
People don't seem to be much, but the platform departure is so high. Many people have jumped from above, and they disappeared in the small white snow in the distance. They have been distinguished in the snow or clouds, or fog. . . Everyone is desperate to sprinkle the snow in the afternoon. . . Walking above is very laborious. Solden? . . . . . Great,. . I felt on the sleigh, but suddenly a wind blow, the lying cold instantly broke my clothes, as if didn't worry, I didn't want to put it out, so I finally went a dozen meters, but "" However, hit it on a tree, but it is a small tree. . . So the fracture is it, not me. . . The words of both sides are the wind, and there are countless snow hits in my cheek, and the eyes have been stinging. It can't open .... 然 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无. . The following is as if the endless abyss, falling, falling ,,,
