Standing at the edge of fleeting time

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Like seaweed,like the youth on such a thing of the past,we keep a blank memory,fleeting time to cover up the relief,scene of the past scene again.Yesterday's stars are still visible?On the stack that the 18-year-old sentiments of the Imagination that a persistent 19-year-old,2-year-old confrontation with the stability of that.Smoke like clouds all over,but that is not the time arrived in the relentless roar of flowing water.The original body is just growing up,memory is still missed the past endless tasteless.The ear of paper airplane has been quietly moving toward insulation,dust in the floral not .We the end, life is just some of the memory is growing up on the black-and-white film.Like the swallows from time to,and eventually the green wheat fields,and gone,after all,time to harvest.Singing with a nostalgic drift left.Qingli fleeting time on the hair such as the Iraqi people staring eyes of her affection,wandering in the fingers of the fleeting time,like a shadow after the edn of sorrow.Perhaps many years later,remember only diaries in love,and grew up around the dege of the helpless.