Blessed life of youth
Loading of university life, full of longing and yearning, full of passion and hope, is so
let a person want to stay. Dribs and drabs of my youth are recording the bike across the
arc of, have a nice dream, also have a pure friendship. The ripples of a gentle love, pure
love, in a good time tell you flatly light memory.
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My university plan
  Rich university life is to depend on oneself to create, leading to the whole school QuanYuan
Xing activity, small to the inside of the class, or a dormitory inside, can organize all
kinds of play, or game activities. Oneself also can according to the interests and hobbies,
to participate in the college community. Not everyone take part in the association, the
premise is must have interest in, otherwise can't become core members, will feel very boring.
Enjoy my university life
  Old live atmosphere, like is like is a kind of innocent and sincere friendship, the love
is in the same boat. Old together eat to live, and forge ahead together, to struggle togethe
r, no matter how life is a happy thing.
At the university of youth season
  The season of youth to be beautiful, will soon go. Meteor across the night, has become the
 most beautiful and good faith, as well as youth. Youth stirring feelings, no one can refuse
. She appeared at my side, just like the sky, let me a little shock. At that moment I really
 want to say thank you, but don't know what to say do not export, worldly things often is
like this, without hesitation said exports will become a permanent regret, also can is you
 forever of pain, because you never have the opportunity to, so I want to say, that who, I
love you!
At the university of peace
  Sometimes I like a person walking down the street, breathing the cool air, and through
other people's stories. Heart moved a little fake. Looked up, just in order to be able to
pray the colorless wind to blow on this black pupil, but feelings still can't let go in
long diffuse in the heart.
Natural and unrestrained away
  The beautiful fairy tale, it is the story of love. Ancient village, is the place we waved
 goodbye to. The emotions of the end of the bridge, ancient, natural and unrestrained in a
 person's lonely.
Crush injury
  Originally, unrequited love is so hurt; The original has a crush on so bitter. Unrequited
 love bitter let me decadent, make me confused. Dazed and confused between us in this
decadent and unrequited love, unrequited love really so hurt.
Lost youth
  Youth is a kind of beautiful sorrow, reminiscent of "the catcher in the rye" inside once
 said: "die not mature person for great enterprise, mature person for great cause meanly
alive." Now, I really is the former or the latter? What is youth? Youth in the girl's eyes
like a hazy moon: youth in the girl's eyes, is more of a vision and yearning; Youth in the
eyes of girls is more of a wipe not to shadow.
I love you, pain pain
  Love you, but I do not know how to help you, under the starry sky, everything she cold in
 the night, not stagnant thinking let me for you and bitter, and pain. Decadent youth,
outline is clear, because of you came to this world, or, trace is yield to the memory of
time, such as went a bit, in a corner of the sky.
Lost youth and lazy
  Confusion and lazy youth! You a go not over. Is the passage of water, you again how, again
 how to retain, you can always find a away. When you are gone, I want to thank you for bring
 me everything. Under this the fate of the doomed, can collect more memory, the sorrow will
 be reduced to a.
Law at the university of
  Freshman year (last semester) is already in the classroom when the bell rang inside; Fresh
man year (spring semester) is running madly in the classroom when the bell rang. Sophomore
year is when the bell rang in the dormitory also wash your face; Junior school is when the
 bell rang is go; Senior year there just won't be in the school, so also can't hear the bell
. This is the law of university won't change, each person experiences will be inhaled it.
Stray flower
  A age, full of love and dreams are bound to leave later years a pure memory. Maybe no
matter how much we don't want to, will be separated. But, at least in the depths of the soul
, and leaves will never forget the beautiful. Time will bring us into the vortex of rapids.
When we look back, found that we are very close, also seems to be only his own shadow, and
 some of the fragments of memories, a lot of people have left.
distance
  Truth is a kind of hypocrisy, nightmare is true. Although with cocoon himself very pain,
broken cocoon into a butterfly that day will be found, two hundred million years, in fact
only two feet in the distance. Life will always be some trivial things give a person eternal
 memories. Campus to learn dance, from the wriggle of inferiority to subsequent fluttering
freely, is indeed a rare harvest and experience.

Ran out of my university, my youth, deprived of my pursuit, but I enjoy the home of love and
 cruel competition. Waste the youth at school, we are folding wings of angels, but broken-wi
nged angel fly. Youth, we are not going to waste!

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