 Wysłany: Pon 12:46, 21 Mar 2011 Temat postu: Writing I have a dream |
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| There was once a dream, I ... ...
I was a hopeless ... ... me know when entering secondary school do not know. Just remember the sixth grade classroom, filled with promising students who work hard for the school ; through the efforts of the students happily into the school. Although they believe that they are modest Replica rolex, they are for their own real crazy . Students , eight of the students will agree that doing nothing all day Cartier replica, play , go crazy is a However Omega replica, they are wrong Tag heuer, some students come to realize the corner in the classroom has long been hard , but they are still teaching building if nothing had happened that a laughing , willingly , ignoring his own youth. It has been said: , There is no dream of many students , but few can have a dream - I do not go hard. I looked at the endless sky and saw only a confused , helpless , the only dilemma I can feel sadness, despair, filled with ... ... There sorrows and joys, friends said why heavy water leave the intersection , said the future of juvenile Xiaokan always remember why ? Regrets that the youth a go so why cry ? everything was confused in front of the direction and quiet haunt the lonely man 's side , perhaps this is no alternative , but it is also a good good U.S. ... ... I understand, before We have failed, but the darkness is only temporary, |
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