Now, GF and I, one in Chengdu, one in Beijing, one is at school, one is working. Every night, wait until she came back, generally 11 o'clock, I will call her. At this time, it is our happiest, we will put a day, let it talk, forget the distress of learning, and forget the fatigue of work. One hour phone is the power of every day! But she is unhappy, when I rumored my words, my heart is weak, painful. . . . . . Everything is pale. You can use money to buy a negative electric wave, but I will never be free radio waves, I shorten the distance of the space. It is not a person who is not a free. The end of the world, suddenly emerged from my mind. Good hope, space in the instant, let me cross thousands of miles, can gently hold the hand of the lover and give her a true warmth. Middle school, like Li Sanlang's magnolia, thinking about the separation of tears, can we really leave, remember that we are still unhappy in the waiting room, maybe we are really a child, boy . Acacia, let us mature.
