Monday, September 27, 2010

Outlines the edge of the clouds that day

 Pink color, he laughed, it was his country, his day

he look like? I can not tell, because,UGGs, as many people in general I have not seen him, one side did not. I can know, I just know, was his country, his day

where he lives, I can not know, at least you can know is that he lives in his country, the country home of the Carnation

what his state? He did not know, because his country is his, nothing else, just him.

he was once dark gray eyes looking to the sky, it was dark gray,UGG boots clearanc, cloudy weather is often blocked his country, he was upset, after all,UGG boots, is his country, he is entitled to their own The State can not appear angry

he once look him in the dark gray of the day, also with dark gray, pink color often can not reach into his heart,cheap UGG boots, his blocking was, after all, is his day, he was entitled to do so

his daily walk in a hurry that way, he's leaning against the foot of the wall each day at rest, I dare say, he was looking for his country, look at his days.

I do not know at what time, I might have seen him! The mask was fine after they are picked him! Always dark gray eyes, or, as Gray was looking out his days, and always smiling eyes or, as the strange glowing daisy

I have also asked the curious:

He also patiently explained:

summer afternoon that year, I finally know, he saw the day was his country, his country is looking for his day

I also thought about my country, thought of my days, I like him, leaning against the wall to place, watching the distant days, but apart from sporadic and scattered clouds, I seem to see any ? My country, my God has not been seen again, and his country, his days as he said, and I still can not see

day when I walk on the way, met him again, I know, he was watching his country, to see his day. Because only then his smile is beautiful daisy general

I asked him:

motionless he looked away, like a king in his own territory, the general inspection, and proud with:

Then again, I did not see him again, and I have many times turn a blind eye, watching the distant sky, looking at my country, my God, I know, my country is my country is the Sunflower State, but it is strange golden light reflecting colors of lead, I know, it was his clear gray eye pupil of my country under the

the elegant pink thrown when the sky, he smiled, it was his country, his day

outlines the day side of the clouds, the color pink, he laughed, it was his country, his day

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