Cabal Atlantis
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21.12.2019 07:45
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The world we see, without the discretion of encountering time, if it does not meet the speed of derailment, if it is not ignited Marlboro Lights, and finally blows into the air like a drop of soot, then it is like nothing ... then, it Will always bring the fragrance of camphor tree scent Wholesale Cigarettes, with a perfect cross section, stay in this place closest to summer. Is it accidental? Found you in the boundless sea of ??books. Is it fate? Smelling you in strands of books. Is it doomed? Stay for you in the world of thousands. That girl, sad girl. That old nanny, kind old nanny. When the girl's tears ran wild with the old nanny's sentence: "Child Carton Of Cigarettes, it's dark, it's time to go home", my tears dripped on this sentence impartially. In this warm and lit season, I met this stubborn girl like a weed. She really exists in this world and in my life. She was divorced from an early age. Me, family and beauty. She was accompanied by an unknown old nanny. I have always been by my closest family. She, the one without friends, lived stubbornly alone, so lonely and lonely. I, with many friends, are so happy and beautiful. The air seemed to freeze, with a touch of sourness and dryness. Yeah, how happy I am compared to her, maybe, my life is as attractive as a poppy to her. Tears flooded into disasters, and the words softly like a feather sounded at my ears. "Child, it's dark, it's time to go home. This sentence seems so familiar but so strange. If it's air, it's obviously It is so transparent that it cannot be noticed, but once it is lost, it will rest and pain until it becomes numb, and it is impossible to grasp it. This gentle and impeccable sentence has appeared in my life many times before. .Tears are like a dyke collapsed in the rain, tears and rain mixed together and gush out. Yes, will you not cherish? You have such a good family, such a good friend, but you will never cherish. The girl who suddenly lost her love, the old nanny who accompanied the weird girl who was unwilling to leave, the little blue flower growing in the ruins of the ruins, the wooden window that witnessed her mother's departure, and the piece that always pulled down and did not want to be pulled up Everything is like a dream, I have what she longed for, so what am I complaining about? The girl accepted the old nanny, and the old nanny also took care of the girl. But the author did not let them go. We did not let us go. He let the two deviate from their own channels in the tide of destiny, and we were just incapable viewers, hearing our sighs, and then found that we had been mentally tortured. The soul also seemed to have been flogged. The old nanny finally left the girl. Before the ruins, she said to the girl with tears, "Child, it's dark, go home. She never looked back when the story was put in the finale. In our pockets, we are sinking in the bottom of the water, looking at the blue sky through the lake, but we can't get up and touch them again. So close is so far away. |
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