Happiness is the morning wake up and see just one wipe the sun to bed.Can need not rush to get up,hide in bed listening to the mother in the kitchen of the busy then,not the smell of Fried eggs for a while the whole room.
Happiness is in a white cotton dress in the lights go on in the evening,after a video store just sounded a long-lost oldies.So stop will finish listen to songs,many beautiful memories of distant in the back of my mind is clear.
i Happiness is the morning wake up and see just one wipe the sun to bed.Can need not rush to get up,hide in bed listening to the mother in the kitchen of the busy then,not the smell of Fried eggs for a while the whole room.
Happiness is in a white cotton dress in the lights go on in the evening,after a video store just sounded a long-lost oldies.So stop will finish listen to songs,many beautiful memories of distant in the back of my mind is clear.
Happiness is a dull weekend,in the corner of the street to meet first love that person,not too much,just kind of ask he could BieLaiWuYang,then to introduce to him had been standing beside me take my hand.
Happiness is after dinner sat cross-legged on the bed one needle a needle weaving a pale blue scarf,thinking of his head on the scarf look-sure like a teddy bear,and couldn't help but laughed aloud.
Happiness is happy when somebody with out for dinner,sad someone patted his shoulder pass a cup of warm coffee,like a beacon light has the same hesitant I direction,so tiredly someone has been found in nearby waiting silently.
Happiness is in the stillness of night alone in the light see a good book,accidental read between word phrase touches the heart of the most delicate nerve,and not a looked up and found an covered with soft soft light the room.
s a dull weekend,in the corner of the street to meet first love that person,not too much,just kind of ask he could BieLaiWuYang,then to introduce to him had been standing beside me take my hand.
Happiness is after dinner sat cross-legged on the bed one needle a needle weaving a pale blue scarf,thinking of his head on the scarf look-sure like a teddy bear,and couldn't help but laughed aloud.
Happiness is happy when somebody with out for dinner,sad someone patted his shoulder pass a cup of warm coffee,like a beacon light has the same hesitant I direction,so tiredly someone has been found in nearby waiting silently.
Happiness is in the stillness of night alone in the light see a good book,accidental read between word phrase touches the heart of the most delicate nerve,and not a looked up and found an covered with soft soft light the room.
