Very suddenly
I told my friends that I miss my primary school
(><)long time didn't visit my primary school
don't know inside change until how already
don't know the teachers become how already
don't know them still remember me ornot
haha...I miss everything in the primary school
the class room,the library and the canteen!
I still wonder they still have sell the cheap sweets ornot
the fruits...the ice-cream...
so many memories in the school
I miss it =S
Love Is...
Love is an honesty
About the language of the heart who was revealed
by the strands of the body
About a satiran who exposed knife
Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind
Doing things that are sometimes absurd
But that's love
Love Is...
Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,
cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into
the lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy
Love is not teaching us weak, but of power.
Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,
but breathes bravery.
Love is not discouraging, but uplifting
Love Is...
Love also makes you become a poet
Inscribe her in the heart of the sky
By borrowing the color of the rainbow
To carve hearts content
But Love is a beautiful gift
Grace of the Creator to his people
And let the flavors were languishing in our heart
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