Say different things but the proper way of unknown language

15 Feb 2012

Light spring breeze blowing, not associated with your breath, only traces of rain washed Street violin shop song unfinished, smoke has to go.
Say different things, but the proper way of unknown language.
Wind and rain, memories from the past, melancholy and joy for a moment.
A person walking for a long time, a road for a very long, but not to the end of a sentence not opening, one has not seen results.
Perhaps, it is a people accustomed to, a cup of thick wine, always hard in the throat, a road does not fork, and can only go down.




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