Tuesday, March 29, 2011

A good songs

 A man walking home along the street , and old friends call you the weather doing there , what information can be used as jokes , memories and I have very quiet , and occasionally I will think of him, my heart has some worried about, Some love it had the security horizon, think of him in the dead of night , those who sent flowers , but also made ​​some piercing words of love , happiness chips bet in the streets People come and network think of him, he Now okay , but I do not want to give you the answer , you must be happy ah ,,,,,,,,,,

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