is a beautiful bloom of the dying process

f life too need the baptism of rain. Muddy trails, and never know a person wandering dangerous. Long on the road, there is always a lonely back at the numerous falls, nor several times over again. Long travel, wandering on the road for happiness, only to find her hurried footsteps dies. How many rainy night stumble, uncertain how many times the dream of wandering. Perhaps wishful thinking in a place such as a spring only to wake up after midnight, returning to the enchanted encounter in a lifetime feeling. That is the moon's Tianmei sea, it is the flowering season Xuela wind, it was clear early rain rainbow bridge building. In the growth of the road, the scenery is always a good-bye lucky happiness. Goodbye friend, a person's life is always the most pleasant reunion. Brief flower of youth, is a beautiful bloom of the dying process. Grow in the night sky like fireworks, always with unyielding gorgeous to resist the night's silence. Even after the full bloom of the night sky is still, silent. The face of thousands of lights of the world, the blinking is enough to make up for the moment the eternal regret. Like a dolphin is far, far away from the world of stars, faint enough to set off the shine in the moon of human passion. Even in a far, far away, as long as the visible sign of happiness, such as Lone Star Each and flickering. As long as she is always flashing, even if wearing a jump across the endless light, Each and weak points of light will still be the world forever, for the happiness of the attachment. Staring at the flowers of the eyes, many times in tears in the stranded, moving every moment of happiness in the moment. Met in the spring, to a season of recovery; met in the summer, to a season of love; met in the fall, to a harvest season; met in the wint