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Reprinted from 616934098 at 9:33 on September 6, 2009 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Personal Diary
love glass, and his only one. First visit, she took out a printed glass flowers for his tea. She carefully washed the cup again and again, then put through the fragrant green tea. She rushed to the water, light green wave has just turned up, only heard a Cui Xiang, cup impressively crack some denim, slightly fragrant tea from the table such as the waterfall usually sprinkled on her feet down on the ground. Love her heart suddenly surprised crimson. -
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he took open water bottles, soft succeeded her unconscious on his large palm. -
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He came every day to see her, she always brew a cup of tea for him. But she no longer printing the glass with the kind of Cui Bo, she bought two crystal clear glass cup. When the boiling water will go in, pointed buds slowly stretch it, as if in a dream-like fog light yarn dawn awakening. -
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time in light of the river flow, they are like two leaves light swing the boat shadow,
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But one day, they are not liking the little things falling out. That time she did not give him tea, empty cup in the middle of two people, such as a wall separating their hearts. She whispered sob,
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missing after a few cherished days, they crash and burn. Knowledge of the beauty of love, warmth Erfu them fascinated and carried away. -
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they continue to fight the same time, to a little bit of resentment, to a little misunderstanding, a little mistake, and finally one day, he can not control their feelings in front of the glass will be hoisted on high, 'crash' soon fell to the ground, tempered glass broke into pieces scattered small bumps everywhere,
timberland outlet, candles on the table will be scattered into a little bit of film can not erase the tears. -
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together for tea so that they never had. Another lonely empty glass against the wall, it seems like in the sad soliloquy, no matter how he repent, and that no past fragrant Candle renewed. -
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love is like glass, like clear, like glass, like Cui Bo. Sometimes it is because the fate of the broken,
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cherish the people closest to it,
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