Blog 15

1.After this I know,
That flower is not mine, just passing me by, in the most beautiful bloom season ...

After this I know,
that person does not have to love me, just pass me by on the day he is lonely.

Bad man
Want to do your first man
Good man
Want to do the last man of you

Youth is hand in hand, sitting on the train never come back
Youth is the life you want to live
Youth is the wrong time to meet the right people
Youth is what choices will have something to regret.