+Summer - nothing spicy in her eyes
Time has carved a name, the unforgettable memories in the minds of every person interested students, have revealed sharp new naughty lovely, with anger to know we love each other, have learned the bitter new sweet. And the line late entries will certainly be no shortage of moments like that ...
Summer, adding a phoenix hatching season, added a season choir of cicadas uncle playfully lifted but the summer season is apart of the pupils, season apart from a white shirt to school. Summer - suddenly something stinging in her eyes! Three years he has left sad memories - happy to leave it to everyone to hold their own memories.
Could not name, only to see Nostalgic anxiety, maybe it's the nostalgia of a school pupil was far, far from friends, away from the road each day to class, every message off the blossom, flowers that color unlike yellow flowers yellow sun, a mmau of nostalgia ... love.
phoenix flower, summer, students
The case then mean that she'll never be his pupil level 3 innocent. Each short days passed but the short period he has created a school age innocent, naive as to love forever, and love forever alone! These little messages scribbled off in class, containing sentiments with early naive classmate, sometimes shy, but do not dare hand, the lazy evasion more time on the balcony listening to music, dreaming idly dreaming, and both girls were grabbed at 5 cluster 3, directly thronged early date for the crime of snacking in class or throw the toilet slippers climbing walls are covered by the learning disabled late forever beyond repair and was very much , lots of laugh out loud story of a student. That's it, time has carved a name, the unforgettable memories in the minds of every person interested students, have revealed sharp new naughty lovely, with anger to know we love each other, there is the new bitter that was sweet. And the line late entries will certainly be no shortage of such moments.
As of now the book I still keep some dried petals, but has discolours but flowers are still flowering, it is beautiful on its own way, just like the other memories have faded away, though still sediment in my soul, becomes a clear domain emotion, love, never forget, to remember every time I smiled involuntarily happy, because we have had a pretty good time to remember.