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岁月宛如指间沙（Time like sand） Time is like sand in the fingers Author: Yan Min Ni published date: 2011-06-18 23:58, click count: 227 The sun warm, quiet years, havent you come, how can I get old? My eyes, my heart has long been stained into your color, how can I return to others with a little attention?! - Yan Minni One Time is like the fingers of sand, silent flow, happiness and sadness, are only a side dish of life feast. Happiness is sweet but not greasy dessert after chewing, mouth fragrance; sad, is to add mustard dish after swallowing, eyes, nose and tears. The mood of trance has become the memory of the past, only the budding love of the mood for a long time. If I can do it again, can I choose not to meet you? If I can do it again, can I choose not to fall in love with you even if I meet you? Or, if I can, even if I fall in love with you, please dont fall in love with me. The most beautiful value of poppies is to watch, the most dangerous is to touch, the most poisonous is to swallow, and so is love. The citys wind blew away the soft fragile heart, will keep looking turned into a beautiful bubble, the clouds go toward flawless. Little foam lay on the bed, slowly stroking the stomach with painful spasms, thick lashes, and lonely sheltering the lower eyelid. The quiet voice of her voice echoed in her ear, without me, your life is a failure, because your character has decided.! Your way of thinking has problems, whether its life or work. Youre right! Maybe you know me better than I do. But I understand that I just need a little warmth from you, a tenacious life, occasionally fragile, and always can not remove the magic curse. I listen to you very much, and believe every word you say, you are right, without you, my life is also a failure, but at least I can pay a little attention to other peoples eyes. My heart, my eyes, had to dip into your color, loyalty and faithfulness, what is virtue, or past hope disease? Only you have the right to answer. Little promise sighed a