Happiness montage

At sunset, cloudy. And he said goodbye and promised not to his hard.
A man walked on her way home from work, suddenly, all the sad like cobwebs, feel a collapse of the road home so far, so far... But I still want to go back there!
Find your own roots in where, also don't deny yourself as a child, and perhaps the tenderness, oneself are in the text of the poison, and put all immersed in the delivery of all text, after a long assumed that wipe and appreciate the stormcloud loy mood? Only thus can let me see many years ago, I remember that year.
Simple clean room, I often sit on windowsill, GongDaShan, like a rough spicy taste, it is the pipes, will make my pain in large window is stimulated, red cloud incense cedar, surrounded by himself, and reach the leaf is very sweet, until there is lonely, I only have the wind that will be returned to earth again.
The rainy days, let room everywhere in the damp, buy a big leaves home plant some Mi mandala, I think, oneself also like it.
Perhaps, is the bottom of the year by default, so not ever again when the body into working spirit, one eye, I saw a later life, very simple, very pure, but I know it is the greatest happiness of enron!
If, before this, I to abandon his struggle for many years now the result was hesitated, so now I say oneself is indestructible firm, nothing can stop yourself, another step forward, hand, can grasp the time we are still good, temporal peace.
Though it was difficult for him, I don't tolerance against time alone, I know, it is cruel.
Raise head, I wouldn't let the tears slide containing in the corner, you would never cry, can do only a person quiet tears, then alone wiped away tears.
He has spoiled, cherish hug, can bear all my DiaoMan, also once a kiss do I suddenly stay tears!
This is very good. I want, that's all.
Love a person, deep, can let oneself TaoXin cut lung, understanding.
Everyone has their own stories, even if it is a broken chapter, we have, but Lin Lin, remember to find even yisiyihao cool, with the heart is the care.
Even cry, make, at last, he will say, love is compromise.
And always, he would say he was wrong, wrong... Even if I go unhappy, he is wrong. Listen, my heart, but mellow into an altar for first ice-age.
This is true!
From the heart not to separate the affection, say, then you should understand ManChan, dribs and drabs, is love.
He said, plum and go with me, then you won't pain in the night, but not sleep apprehension.
He says, don't cry, plum, me in!
Many, many... ZhuJi not utter, but far more than the warmth and heart.
I laugh. Anger, not even a blame him, turned the prattle and looked at his will to his first a crappy love letter, is laughing.
Happiness to his help, thank you still love me, so spoil me.

Life is sorrow, many of the pieces, try to give them a montage, cut some unnecessary unpleasant circumstances, when we occasionally riffled through memory replay at will find that each one is happy.
You like to come with me finish this feeling montage?
Well, you said with a scramble to myself to do this have you have my life tragicomedy.
Put pen to cloudy days window, the sky finally dropped rain, I think, a new life began