晓薇手迹

Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign. The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. it becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal. It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom. And only when I smile that I can see the angel passing over ^o^

Saturday, September 23, 2006








走之前和朋友们大鱼大肉,任自己犯罪不顾……

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Fabulous.
Wish u a happy and meaningful time.

3:07 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

呵呵,那个晚上去吃火锅......

8:32 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

小薇乖乖~~

8:48 PM  

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