Shenzhen during the day, in the morning of the garden, the air is not fresh, wandering heart is not pure. Because, whether it is every fork, or every corner, everywhere is a dry machine. Working on the road, sometimes heart really tired. As the body has been in a sub healthy, so I have been not too fond of summer. dermesEvery summer weekend, have to finish the housework, I just want to lie in. Frogs can choose rich heart moved King hibernate, and we can only choose the poor ant, crowded into the weekend rent aestivation. If, say, the beauty of a woman is sleeping. So, time, weekend, lying in bed, but adult shaped, Scrabble splayed, put into a big font, twisted into the shape, into ah shaped aircraft, regardless of sleeping position ugly. Everything is the beauty of. Always believe that amateur writing, is the elyze beautiful life of the silhouette. Therefore, no matter how busy work, after work or at weekends in her spare time, I will pour water the flowers, fondle the grass, wake up brain, write text. People love to text, only in Wen Fu Mo, to open the four seasons of the spirit of the window, can comprehend, spring has spring green, summer is the summer of handsome, autumn autumn abundance, reenex winter has winter collection. Fleeting imprint, or strong or weak, time decline or heavy or light, the vicissitudes of the years, or deep or shallow, obsessed with the text of the heart, regardless of blossom, regardless of the ends of the earth will know in the cycle of seasons in precipitation life giving thick.
