2:55 p.m. - 2008-09-17
staring
The air-to-air classroom, the window of the rolling, light rain, secretly in the classroom, only a candlelight vigil, my head Hao Tong, I do not know why, I always unhappy, I quietly Liuzhaoyanlei, like the lack of a life What, why she wanted this to me » That bundle of roses, why do not you look at a lost on the ground » In the end I was mistaken Why do bad things happen in my possession » No glimmer of hope in the classroom, the neon outside, I do in the classroom alone with no hope of watching the fireworks » Rose, my favorite flower, I can only feel your merciless cold and Qingqiu.
I looked at the window of the lonely you, but from the written text of these scattered, in fact, I really do not know what I write, what, in the end is what » Let me so Xinluan, why I hate your roses » Why do you red » You do not know my favorite color is still cold ah » Fireworks, although you did not so beautiful roses, but I felt the warmth of you, I know that you are not ice, dark, you never Ma Buqu the magnificent fireworks, and fireworks rose, you tell me why you do not like happy » Why only in a dark classroom flashing » Has been a favorite of people to abandon their ice-cold in the ground » You paid a three-year wait, Rose is still the same, the results of what is » I melancholy Liuzhuoyanlei……
Snow, and I have been waiting for this moment a long time, the reflection of purplish red roses in the snow, as if the blood is sad that remained out of the wind my hair, I still remember the oath you had, in the minds of Naduo heartbreaking Rose I Lengleng the gaze of fireworks in the classroom, in the lonely Xueye, only accompanied by fireworks and roses, I met, at least I can in the classroom staring a sigh of fireworks rose relentlessly.
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