Those allowed to be squandered"s called youth, grasping the hands of those not strong, called memories, remorse is stolen moments ......

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　　那些允许被挥霍的年代叫做青春，那些手里抓不牢的叫做回忆，悔恨的是被偷走的时光…… 本文来自织梦

Thief years of baptism notebook away, leaving only a piece of yellowed notes when hastily ran: old to come along. copyright dedecms

　　小偷把岁月洗礼的笔记本带走了，匆匆奔去时只留下了一张泛黄的便签：老了一起走。 dedecms.com

Who"s allowed to be squandered, and occasionally you will be piggybacked to the written Gonggongzhengzheng sticky font, new conveniences bars stacked too square. Then the skies are blue, circle footprints on the runway narrative once you my thoughts. School on the way, can not help but encounter deliberately mess up your hair, mouth up only for a moment.

　　那些允许被挥霍的年代里，偶尔会有你捎带来的写着工工整整字体的便利贴，崭新的便利条叠得方方正正。那时天很蓝，跑道上圈圈脚印叙述着曾经你我的心思。放学途中，不免遇到头发刻意弄乱的你，也只为了片刻嘴角上扬。

Then you do not know the reality look, read a hint of a loss. No place to nostalgia, only the nostalgia of you. You put our feelings between watering, it will germinate, it will grow, know one day wither, and why? I"m sorry, because I am.

　　那时你一脸不识人间烟火，读懂了一丝茫然。没有所留恋的地方，只有所留恋的你。你把我们间的感情浇灌，它会发芽，它会成长，知道有天枯萎了，为什么？对不起，都是因为我。 本文来自织梦

School bell echoed ears silence sunset reflected on my face, I looked around from time to time still standing in the hallway looking forward to your face. I changed you have changed, no longer a different past. 织梦好，好织梦

　　下课钟声回荡耳边沉默夕阳倒映我脸，我依旧站在走廊四处张望不时盼着你的脸。我变了你变了，再也不同往日了。

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It is how long, you will not smile at me, and I will not cry, I fall when you will not be bullied by the outlet for me, I will silently in the hallway, quietly pretending to see you chic, from time to time to see you and other people laughing, can not help but heart accurate. After many years have you with me you have my companion, she accompany you through countless spring and autumn, she will take you as the only precious, she will snuggle in your arms and tell her that once truly loved.

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　　是过了多久，你不会对我笑了，不会为我哭了，我摔倒时被欺负时你不会替我出气了，我还会默默的在走廊，静静地看你故作潇洒，不时看见你和别人谈笑风生，不免心头不爽。多年后你有你的伴我有我的伴，她陪你走过无数春秋，她会把你当作唯一珍贵，她还会依偎在你怀里讲述她曾经所真心爱过的。

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Stolen moments is sad, gentle distressed during the winter warmth of the sun all rendered on vague outline, becomes part of the memory. Years later remember me? Still remember my name? Also find you can not find me ever. 内容来自dedecms