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all the way in full bloom
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Open the window, the faint scent of gardenias Pumianerlai, I thought to what it is, I searched all possible. It was right beside me, and I never paid attention to it Laser Hair Removal.
This is like my own solitary zero figure never attention, because this does not happen any special change, unobtrusive is will not be any attention, even a shred.
I is this all the way came from childhood just learn to crawl, learn to walk, and finally learned to run, the learning process in the wounded, but I will still to adhere to, because this is the most basic human skills. From primary school to six years through countless times that school trail, but did not feel a trace of nostalgia, which is why? Perhaps this is time, time will precipitate everything. As Shakespeare said, time will pierce the youth beautiful delicate, the parallel lines engraved on the beauty of the forehead, nothing can escape he sweeps of the scythe. Perhaps is really not worth my nostalgia, because too secure, this is not the life I want. So I changed the way, took three years, the length of three years can not be measured, because I really do not know that it is long, or short. For the first time I had been apart, I had a question about what I said three years ago. I think he is right, but something always not chant his sickle harvesting, that is our friendship, no matter how many years later, I believe we can take photographs of the same. This is one of my friends said, his words to stimulate the lacrimal gland, let it no keep your tears donation out. Today, I saw the graduation certificate, the ear still echoed this sentence, once again stimulated my lacrimal gland. I finally got my wish into the high school, to the high school I know everything is I think, I finally understand their innocence DR REBORN.
Along the way, all the way in full bloom, even if the frustration of life more, my enthusiasm is still not diminished, but more and more strong, the heart of the small flowers more prosperous. Perhaps this is a want to show their extraordinary inner. Along the way, let me look forward to the disappointment, although it will be disappointed. Along the way, the time to slowly forge their own hearts, so that it is more amenable to temper. Along the way every one of the people left, the church I go to cherish every one of the people, let me realize that I may be lost at any time.
The road to go, I began to understand this road, and not because of my views and then change, many things will be lost after learning to regret, so will know how to cherish. I walk this road did not finish, year after year past, and later still to this past. I can't see safe behind the depressed, frustrated, hidden behind a stable, which I may can't see.
On this road, I met many of the fork, how should I choose? I don't have to think too much, I struggled to consider which way a choice, I have the eyes, I have this pair of feet, the most important is I than anyone know I want to go the road exactly how far away, no matter all the way is rough, hard. I always believed in myself that most can stand up to the heart.
Along the way, DR REBORN all the way in full bloom.


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