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Feeling of the people in middle age
Feeling of the people in middle ageIt is originally dull to grow, it is dull too to live. Bring one part have wave have billows usual, pass by youthful years little by little.
Can't see the shade of the love, have to hold it on the palm tightly.
After 30, has already become an ox heavily loaded, in early morning, at dusk, send out a burst of tired out groan, but in where does it know rest.
Day, curl up in water swallowed in a cup lukewarmly, all time, the ones that soaked turned white, lethargy of fine long hair.
Hands hold the love that can't bear to abandon all the time, wander up and down except goal post. In the door, it is a scene of dreams rising and falling, but there is no oneself.
Want to look for a meadow, get sun; Want to look for a sun, air oneself; Want to look for oneself, seeing can judge love into the clothes of a resisting cold.
Watch the sky, the cloud has floated silently, the wind has rowed gently, the wings of the flying bird, cut and leave the ice-cold salty and salty rain for a moment.
See foot, water, accumulate one mirror, inside that, cruise a rainbow beautiful, fresh and moist, lush.
Open the palm that has been held tight all the time wide, love, turn over and stand up, turn into a bird, stand on one's own shoulders, towards the sunshine after the rain, that one towards the meadow, towards the gradually close rainbow, the song that warble.
Make warm, it is a kind of close feeling, filling the air gradually. Smile, it is a kind of bright color, the expansion slowly.
Excitement is that a kind of heartrending one is fond of, overflowing slowly. Excited, it is a kind of hard waiting, the brimming one is coming up.
Pass by 30 eyes for the future and see, have passed by 30 fingers for the future and touched to, having held the love of 30 years in one's own palm tightly, the feather turns into the flowering shrubs of Wei Rui, flutter in the breeze, leave a good name and overflow and applause. Don't see how short one's own shade is, don't see how long one's own step is, go, come into that lush champaign, come into that pair of sight of staring at, one's own years in the future, will deduce again, is full of the happy flower. meshowfashion
After passing by 30, just understand, the love held in one's own palm tightly, it is a full expectation.
After passing by 30, just know, the love held in one's own palm tightly, it is a stretch of shining sunshine.
Pass by, after the 30, know heart, wish alive, can split smiling face to start people just.
After passing by 30, just know, the day for the future is very long, still a lot.
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