Today is the weekend yeah, these days feel like years in an outer, sometimes fear, sometimes joy, sometimes also worried that he spent a lot of time (in fact, did not take long) study of the letter will be a competition Zhulandashui. He said outside the truth, into the management system, and so let newcomers I'm not used to, nostalgia from the south began high school teacher's fast-paced, classroom countless dalao, they began to review a DP, I am ignorant ~ ~
Yesterday I took the test specimens, 300 points only problem I double-digit autistic. . So when we are gone, I was still room brush (wan) title (shua)
The days seem ordinary, nothing to remember for the future, sometimes yearning, sometimes fear. Handwritten think before Shutong passed away - China Spring branch, full moon day of the heart, perhaps, the more of a meet