Friday, March 21, 2008

收集制作的佳句。。。(第八集)

Time flies.

Everything passed at a glimpse.

And my precious youth time flow by, into the sea.

And this is so-called 'life'.

And time washes away dreams, leaves nothing behind, but a filter cake.

Then, calcinate it. Decompose everything.

And left a bunch of ashes.

That's me.




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