When people meet a more rational Buddhism no longer want to meet our common ups and downs that are not under the rain not in the rain under the Xia is not even my slang can be forgotten I can smile the face of some dry Chujiang torrent of criticism semipermeable heart swaying on the bus as the sinking of cold flow in the heart of children on the swing yellow dream of the river through the sinking of my glasses to meet numerous my oath as your flow back and crushed rock from his nightmare and I accompanied with my life together for love can be just a memory full of resentment I can start loading equipment that laughter is the beginning of the so-called happiness the blessing of being there in that bitter cold night Note : dedicated to my loved ones far away digression : I'm not complaining I love this is to be forgiven

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