A woman's life in one night

When night comes, I went back to a small hotel.
No one knows what will happen in a moment ... ...
If I am not in this seaside town on business, I had little interest in teaching seminars shit, from a whatever, become a pattern, the organizers get the two notes, the participants eat and drink a walk around, and then incidentally a Souvenirs leave, public funds pay for the satisfaction of all. These days, this point "negligible" I did not know you, but to persuade her husband Zaisanzaisi, scenic tourist city and who is not elongated head with Zheng Yuan tiptoed his eyes, to catch an opportunity, there are several uncertainties in life back, the principal is also seen in my many years of diligent silence's sake, let me out of temporary retirement trip before; if not spend the day meeting all the big shopping malls in the same way a blind wandering souls, since very few outside , it must relax for a day only to turn her husband bought a cashmere sweater; if not afraid of tomorrow, the train was delayed and moved to a hotel near the station to live, not good conditions, good scenery, facing moat, along the shore, shady trees flowers and trees; if ... ... maybe not ... ... can be happens is it!
Why do I meet him!
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I nearly know destiny, and women to age, lilies and roses is a distant memory, a thing of past Hekan, had extinguished the flame of youth, and even left a pile of ashes are cool, the only trace of the strands of a dream occasionally erratic curl of smoke. All the others have hit about, should not have and then not to get lost in time with the scale beyond the control of balance, insisted that the tilt could live forever? This wine of life, whether it is bitter sweet, are drinking more than half, leaving a small part of the bottom of the cup is to drink, is the taste, is the product, is ignored, does not matter, stop stop stop, with the with the with the ... ... or flat like a magnificent drama Guawei, whether through the ups and downs of an exciting climax, anyway, near the end; like a book, regardless of the content of fat or thin, a splashed or quietly turn the page ... ...
Life seemed fine clean Yihong Juan, magnificent waterfalls to hanging on the cliffs, gurgling brook in the mountain relief, surging in the drop empties into the Yangtze, the Yellow River rolling Taotao dissolve a pearl, and I, only a small blade of grass on drop of dew.
I often tell myself on the chest of the heart, the soul placed in the Gala Li, accompanied by her husband and children quietly, calmly teach reading, when lives were lost when the peace of mind to quiet sleep.Cheap ClothesJuniors DressesLED LightRenault can clipbmw gt1Aluminium Powder led lightSEO ServicesReplica Watches