One of the sunny mornings in April, I passed the same 100% girl in the back street. Sell, the girl is not very beautiful, there is no attractive place, the clothes are not outstanding, the hair behind the brain has a trace of sleeping extrusion. The age is not small --- should be 30. Strictly speaking, I am afraid it is difficult to ask for girls. However, I saw it at 50 meters away: I am a hundred percent girl for me. From the moment of seeing her posture, my chest is like a geoscumic tremor, and the mouth is like the sand as a sofa. Maybe you also have your ideal girl. For example, you like the girl who likes to be weak, after all, the eyes of the girl, ten fingertips, or unknown girl, it will take time to eat. I have certainly have my own preference. At the restaurant, I saw a nose of a girl in the neighboring table. But you have to clearly have a hundred percent girl's image, anyone can't do it. I will absolutely can't afford to have a nose. Even if there is a nose, I can't remember it. Now I can marry, only she is not very beautiful. Things are really incredible. "Yesterday, I passed the same one hundred percent girl on the road." I said to a person. "Hey," he should, "people can be beautiful?" "No, not saying this." "That is the type of you taste?" "" "" I can't do it. What is the eye, the chest is a small Out, I forgotten a two net. "" Don't name it! "" It is inexplicable. "" So, "he is so interesting," What do you do? Talk? Or is it? "" "" "" "" "" "" " I said, "Just getting shoulders." She walked in the west, I went to the West, in April, a god in the morning. I want to talk to her, even if I have 30 minutes. I want to listen to her life, and I want to pay out of my own life. More importantly, I want to find out that the original mortgage of this destiny is passed in the back of the Sakae Street in April 1981. The inside is definitely filled with an ancient machine with ancient times. So talk, we can find a place to have lunch, watch Wood Di. Allen's videos, let's go to the bar in the hotel to drink cocktails. Gomplete, drink it, can not sleep with her. The possibility is hitting my heart. My distance between her is nearly fifteen six meters. The question is, how do I talk to her? "Hello! Can you talk to me? Even if you are 30 minutes." Too stupid, simply like advised to join the insurance. "Excuse me, is this laundry shop for 24 hours?" This is also stupid. What's more, I am not even a laundry bag! Does anyone believe in me? Maybe it's better to open the door. "Hello! You are a hundred percent girl!" No, you can't make it, she may not believe in my confession. Even if I believe, I don't want to tell me. She may say this: Even if I am a hundred percent girl, you are not a hundred percent man, sorry! This is a great possibility. If you fall into this kind of court, I am sure that I don't know what it is. This blow can not make me lose. I have been 32 years old, the so-called end of the next year is such a thing. I was in front of the flower shop and she rubbed, the warm little bar touched my skin. The asphalt road sprinkles the water, and the rose is fragrant around. I didn't even have to say it to her. She is wearing white sweater, and the right hand takes a four-party envelope that has not been stamp. She wrote a letter. That kind of sleepy eyes, maybe I wrote a night.
