Wake up, lazy curled up in the yard, warm, do not want to get up, but a new day has come, have to start this wonderful day, every day is different. Open the phone, stood soothing music, to meet this wonderful new day. Just up, feel the coolness, office furniture
finger touch is cold water, breathe air seems to be very consistent with keeping pace this winter, cold, however, as long as the heart is full of hope, always be warm.
Packed, go to class. Walking on the road, the students are discussing the weather cold, look at this morning's fog so thick, I know, today, cleared up, at the moment though it is thick fog, the sun may not be long before some will come out culturelle
, and will be very warm and very enthusiastic, releasing her warmth.
Winter is a magical season, pure, quiet, solemn. I will not come to this cold weather this season and think how he is cruel, because winter in the winter sun is always there, hair transplant
and more lovely, just as always in trouble most needed there is so lucky. Feel the winter sun, warm, the sun shines in my body, was admitted to my heart. Heart sunny.