That weekend was, as usual monotone,
Golden Rice colored sun lazily lying on the floor,
As you rain in June is so,
Sudden arrival, no notice.
Gradually,
Story on the silver screen became pale,
Heartbeat seems to be a little faster than usual ,
Manners become somewhat smaller binding,
Also began to make small talk crazy mouth.
Finally, a layer of constant life threw a ripple.
p>Become a habit to stop two seconds before I go home in the alley
Question
Can it be more poetic, I am here to express my feelings
Answer
Uh-huh. . .
Let me think about it
Why don’t you express your love in Chinese?
Enthusiastic netizens | 2014-11-09