The article name comes from the Recycle Bin, Oh, I think more suitable for this article. Memory, sometimes quietly hid in a place you can not find, when you want to look for something lost, you will find very, very difficult, maybe you will not want to face the kind of pain. 77 said, when I think about you, I'll be watching from afar. Maybe I will, looking at the starry night sky, under the same sky, but the free anyway.
Out the window, still intermittent light rain underground, the temperature a bit low, this day, I do not know what to do, you know, I can not think what to do, stay home completely. Weekend, for me, is hiding in their own little world, avoid outside vision, reduce the chance of contact with people, it can be considered a "rest and recuperation" mind it.
Yesterday attended the wedding of a former colleague, he is not a native of this, there is no relatives in Lanzhou, in order to give him join in point lively atmosphere, a few of our former colleagues have gone and looked at him happily, everyone still very happy, a man in Lanzhou, very difficult to bought a house, be turned into Lanzhou. Sorry, now rarely used mobile phones to take pictures, so there is no picture now.
Jiang Peng yesterday afternoon and went for a while, going to look at this bike, thinking to get yourself a means of transport, the results looked Amini car, the price is really beyond my budget, but also to South read bike fence off the market, what good did not find the car, then we agreed to go to the flea market to see next week, look over here in the past, still feel in my heart is the best motorcycle in line with my tools. But, I'm afraid, I'm afraid to hurt again. That night, I dreamed of my car, it should be said more than once dreamed. And I can only put all the passion on the job, these days after the holiday, let yourself have been very busy, go home at night after a game board to make themselves happier, happier, lying in bed, out phone, looking at fiction, try to skip any related emotional words.
I look like in the future? Microblogging, I said, I think I will, as now, surrounded by a group of old friends, still know how to live, still know how to appreciate beauty. Then I said dyeing reply sister, she is that we are enjoying one of the beauties grow older. what.
Today finish here, the world is full of willing love, willing fallen souls to be saved.
Original: Large column recover their lost memories