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^

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

为啥米这个blog又神奇地回来了呢？？？！！！
Weird.... Since it is back, then i m back on too ^^



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