like a lot of time to read a lot of time to spend

The above, then enter the second element of the crack, back to years ago that summer, in the cloudless blue sky and watched the younger sister who own and dirty mud squatting good time carried away. Mud. Partners. Perhaps the most simple and well-being of the child.

Sunshine is abundant in this day, we like a digital egg slowly hatched, and then aimlessly one level to evolve, but we did not consider this issue. At the time I always thought that we could ever smile gesture to reveal two eye teeth facing the world, I do not understand the face of the so-called growth. I think that we can never stand to see the third floor to ground floor position overlooking Platanus leaves gradually yellow flashing light golden. I never thought time would force us to grow.

However, the leaves turning yellow parasol will always be falling into the soil and dust, the time is not always as evil as to any

Struggle to force our growth. Dad said that the school. Then break apart and counted fingers, oh, five years old, to school. In this way, back the Mickey Mouse logo is a small bag I started preschool. Subsequently, the sister left the grandmother.

I do not know when the separation is not used as the dividing line between childhood and childhood, is scheduled to cast a sidelong cell in the tree under the shade of a dense. Before that, only that the total life of the lake sparkling like a small canoe, there is no trace of the waves were calm, as always carefree days were filled with strawberry fragrance.

Since I started back Mickey Mouse bag pattern, like the back of a heavy burden filled back

Capsule, which carries many of the cicadas, dragonflies, and lollipops were worthless compared to boring textbooks. Then

Forced day by day, in time, the backpack heavier, more important, until we began to slightly distort the spine deformation, slightly Goulv Zhao began to walk across the glass began to see the world. Just thought I was not mature to the point where things ahead of time to consider the future, but I did not think becoming Chendian backpack shoulder will eventually fall down the days like the weight of half of the stone we can not breath, but I did not take into account I will miss more and more after the previous time. Miss an afternoon listening to cicadas tirelessly tweet visible in the window, remember the sun cast a caterpillar slowly crawling under the leaves, then at some unknown moment into a beautiful butterfly.

It was in this unconsciously, memories slowly thrives in the heart, as he noticed that as the algae can take anywhere. I like old and his sister lying on the bar shelves spend a lot of green, like a lot of time to read a lot of time to spend a lot of memories.

Some time, some things, when we are in which will not aware of how beautiful it is, or at a later time it will be credited to the ring a long time memory. We always used to some happy, lost in one day and then not used to the aftertaste was granted in full of the aromas. These, we all still remembered as the most gorgeous labeled modified to begin once the do not care even squandered resentment. However, everything is lost in the marginal rainbow cloud. Irreversible, leaving only fond memories.