Classmates MM original. In fact, my idea is the same as she. Since I can't write it yourself, I have to turn ......... ::::::::::::::::::::::: ::::: :::::::::::::::::::::: ::::: :::::::::::::::::::::: ::::: :::::::::::::::::::::: ::::: :::::::::::::::::::::: ::::::::: This is to come to the laboratory with the mood of the trick. At Jingjing: I saw a lot of photos of Xiangda New scenery, and I was pleased. I saw that the Eden was surrounded by three new buildings. I saw the bright color. I saw that the Tang next to Ximen Building was changed to the so-called Xiangshang unclear, and the people left by the lover slope. . . . . The romance of the year has changed the appearance. Who will witness our regardless of the wrong, still wonderful love scenery? In the person: Look at the intensive boy, the "red powder rouge", more than the "red light full"; see the handsome guy of the year, is a doctor graduate; Now I am calling the child inadvertently shouted - "Sister" and the heart is stealing. . . . . Who will witness our youth? In the heart: I graduated again, I went to myself, and I went to the future. I have a busy and sleeping in the daytime, and I can't see the gods of the gods of the woman and the wind of the female Thai; and now I am happy, happy. No longer towards the neon bustling in large cities, but also secretly lie to yourself: "That is not what you want." . . . . Going to the mind old, who will witness what we have been so mad? Last time I returned to Xiangda - that once I was familiar with a grass, I now feel a bit of a bit of grid. The new color let me know: My existence is in Hunan, only the past that is gradually faded. Here, I have gained love, gaining experience, got life, got you, harvested all things other than learning. I went to 401, I also saw the towel rack we left, saw the cartoon kiss chart of my bed, and even saw the yellow bed of the anchillary. I laughed in the inside of the schoolmates, who knows the school sister at the door, also spent the only 20 years old in her life in this same room? Going to our room, I saw someone sang and sang, and I smiled and left, 8 401. Going to Dongpo Village, I remembered that we like wine. Surprisingly, I suddenly emerged in my mind, Zhang Weima wants to send him before going to Beijing, and he eats three dollars in Dongpo Village. Weird, why do you think of this is not sad? Going to the lover's slope, I still want to find the name I and my boyfriend on the Valentine's Tower, I have no time.
