Summer comes to painting with bright colors. Sunny steeped follow the steps you go. Remember the separation retire from the white school shirt. Oh my old friends did velvet remember that?
So summer is the season sometimes meet old friends. These field trips, parties in the luxurious restaurant. Take us to a time of innocent youth. The time in just a falling leaf will also make rail one soul.
Now when the river was full enough. Every whim, every desire we all strive to meet. Not like the old days, we always try to suppress their dreams.
Every summer on the torus we again remember why poetry piece situation. Just a kiss lip in a hurry. As arms squeezed in the sunset. So how was filled with such sweet nostalgia. The tears had stained little white pieces first love silliness. For two people to go on two directions of life. Even on the way we unexpectedly met but will also pretend not to know. But the love of a pure white coat always encumbered my soul when summer on.
Summer is like watching flowers and trees. They're fresh from the summer water level of many. See the beautiful flowers we know about to have a bumper season ripe fruit. Then we will again eat the fruit lease agreement in his garden. First fruits of the home always very fresh, and there is no plant protection products. So we enjoyed each of the summer.
Author: Hoang Lan
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