my thesis certainly failed.

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Jiang clever, Hugh was nonsense, so be careful tongue and more rotten the wind, I heard one of Jiang Ling-Wei He and hearty laughter.
he answered me, little girl, I feel like I did not ask you these questions, and I said yes, I'm just tired, can be considered good vibes.
failure is in line with his arrest, a criminal may not know, the girls practiced Tae Kwon Do for two years, my fist out after they heard the screams of criminals, and that is the police rush forward, Then the then hands resting on my shoulder, all right, little girl.

promise is to the traffic light intersection, I heard the flow of people come together and voice traffic, and then came a run I heard the sound of the opposite, as if one guy hit me the issue,nike mercurial, then I would be firmly in control of his dagger in the cold, the moment, I know, I was as a hostage.



I received when he sent a devoted married couple, it was gurgling out of the window when the rain that day, he together with a lot of schools to the police maintain law and order in our streets, I happened to go out, he arrived and told me to send flowers to you, he said, the things I already know you, you worry a doctor, and I will come to see you.
worry about it, perhaps worried that someone would grab my hand Cugang past, upside down drink it in one breath.
mistake, my eyes were in the wrong surgery failed, the error remains the same for the wrong life, in addition to upset me, but no other way,dre beats, stepmother bowed face, as if I'm wrong still pay for the surgery costs more than ten million regret what I did not want to argue with her, I was able to fight a life and death of her money is left over from my father, and his father's last words she vowed, forget it, until I feel the warmth of a long absence, close to me, and I said, He Wei, one is you, he did not answer my The question, I smelled the smell of rouge, I know, was with him, it must be that clever girl named Jiang, perhaps, they are the perfect for each other, I feel weird heart bottles are between negligence open, the ups and downs all the overturned salt in love or not love the steps.
side of laughter, let me the creeps, and then, his abrupt laughter, said to me, all right, I take you home.


(3) 2007, Cuocuo Cuo:
that moment, I feel the hands of the devoted married couple sparse natural weight room more than a hint, drop the silent depths of the sea in mind,beats by dre, let me then on the mood, some more sorrow and grief, loneliness and worry.
(1) 2006, Rouge:


opposite side, a man's voice over, you Freeze, put down the knife, I spare you a life, failing that, the results you imagined. www.anmi614.com/wenzhang/aiqingwenzhang.php?id=13372



I told him, thank you, big brother.



I nodded and then shook his head, no, you dust of my heart for years to open, and since then, I started to crush on this boy named Wei a greeting.
Tangzhao rugged dirt roads, I tried to find the existence of Blind position, my goal is that the remnants of my lack of family dysfunction home, but I know that, step-mother was still at home waiting for me.





that moment, tears in my many years of leaven hidden out in force for him, I cried the mess,mercurial, he has been explained, I'm sorry, is not what I brought back memories of your sad, and I did not mean it .
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temporary break, he told me, your arms hurt, go back a bandage, first with salt consumption of a poison,mercurial vapor, your mother will help you, there, I'm a Ho Wei, police school students, and today thanks to you, otherwise, my thesis certainly failed.

panic seems to look like gangsters, and he with a dagger strapped to my neck, I can hear his heart beat into gruel, instant, time seemed to stop, and I never felt the danger and fear, but fortunately, I can not see this soul-stirring scene, but I think that must be amazing.
(2) 2006, devoted married couple:
I told him I was School for the Blind students, on the High School, today is day weekend, I went out alone, just to excrete about blues.

next, there is a chattering girl talk with their achievements in the day, what a highway robbery caught today who said He Wei, a kid that this is a coward, was almost won the hand of criminals and so on, then , that girl ** hands, the little girl, is not fancy our family He Wei, a brother, I can give you, but you like it, he is willing, I do not care ah.


假如爱有天意，不会只是过客

the going abroad to go abroad

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The driver clambered into his seat, clicked his tongue, and we went downhill. The brake squeaked horribly from time to time. At the foot he eased off the noisy mechanism and said, turning half round on his box--
"We shall see some more of them by-and-by."
"More idiots? How many of them are there, then?" I asked.
"There's four of them--children of a farmer near Ploumar here. . . . The parents are dead now," he added, after a while. "The grandmother lives on the farm. In the daytime they knock about on this road, and they come home at dusk along with the cattle. . . . It's a good farm."
We saw the other two: a boy and a girl, as the driver said. They were dressed exactly alike, in shapeless garments with petticoat-like skirts. The imperfect thing that lived within them moved those beings to howl at us from the top of the bank, where they sprawled amongst the tough stalks of furze. Their cropped black heads stuck out from the bright yellow wall of countless small blossoms. The faces were purple with the strain of yelling; the voices sounded blank and cracked like a mechanical imitation of old people's voices; and suddenly ceased when we turned into a lane.
I saw them many times in my wandering about the country. They lived on that road, drifting along its length here and there, according to the inexplicable impulses of their monstrous darkness. They were an offence to the sunshine, a reproach to empty heaven, a blight on the concentrated and purposeful vigour of the wild landscape. In time the story of their parents shaped itself before me out of the listless answers to my questions, out of the indifferent words heard in wayside inns or on the very road those idiots haunted. Some of it was told by an emaciated and sceptical old fellow with a tremendous whip, while we trudged together over the sands by the side of a two-wheeled cart loaded with dripping seaweed. Then at other times other people confirmed and completed the story: till it stood at last before me, a tale formidable and simple, as they always are, those disclosures of obscure trials endured by ignorant hearts.