few minutes of helpless

Have been hoping that he will not grow old, even if the appearance has quietly shift, also wish you have a young heart forever alexander hera pre wedding, inner world will be like a riot of wheatgrass in April, you look very dynamic.

Little imagine, every little bit of time down the branches, quietly, even that even that quickly, even if the total between you before you know it, she never take away the carried, old like a forgetful person forgot things, as long as there is life, leave traces of her in a hurry and go to, animals, plants, people also don't fall.

When I was a child, favorite color is thick, like the vibrant vitality, the most annoying color is dark red, hate that kind of like a flame at any time are likely to consume the dangers of the world. From his start with the decision, life condition, on the wear is certainly not to choose the color of the beautiful, always choose some small gray, cream-colored color, because the young, as long as don't grow too ugly, can let a person feel beautiful. Favorite, is I to wait to see, should not be set on themselves; Hate, this is should stay away from, is not to wear.

Don't hate, also do not like, to choose, that is your own style. Remember every time I go to buy clothes at that time, the in the mind is very puzzled, the clothing store in town to walk, see the favorite, won't buy it right away, to compare the prices before buying. Wait to buy back to wear in the body, the neighbor aunt always says with a smile: "the color and the design, not modern, not good-looking, also can become beautiful when wear on you, becomes very tasty. This set of clothes to wear to the eighty - year - old also won't someone said you wear bright." Such praise words, who will be sweet into honey alexander hera wedding.

The previous days, is a matter of counting the day by day grow up tall, from will only play to have their own ideas, will help my parents do some could live. When they have to wear not sorrow eat, always feel sorrow and the sorrow. Not give it to the road of the way to go since no measurable, grew up to want to assume the responsibility of the panic, to find the other half of the mysterious and concerns, not strong say sorrow?

Gradually, gradually, freckle face, soft, and elastic skin lost its former preferences also follow gone bad. Originally favorite thick green is not as love, hate the crimson not be abandon, the color of the clothes from small to very bright, review the words of the neighbor aunt could no longer hear its sweet, love, hate no longer bounded clearly.

In the future, though still confused, has nothing, can accept. Come wind or rain, anyway, to have it all with the nature, only stay a few minutes of helpless.

Don't want to grow up again, don't want to grow old, because age, can only put a world of young in the heart, become a memory once. By chance in a word, a picture, can let you immersed in passing memory for a long time can't find the way back to reality.

Because in the past, the only change; Because of getting older, just have memories. Cry cry smile, that was the passage back. Want to go to the road, no longer is colorful, no longer confused, no longer fear, is full of coolamway.