On

on .
only know a day gone ... gone repeated the same process ... ...
Youth is a memory, looking back between the more or less, such as the Nama brow scowl mark as fixed in the position of belonging to youth , such as notes resounding in your life ... Filled in with a touch of bitterness ... It was said that if the taste of bitter gourd bitter .. but send fire light .
Youth is a beautiful sadness , The sky cleared up , cut the pieces to re- screening of sadness you feel so happy , suddenly it soak in your heart .. and more melancholy. We , as of old , across the .....

now ... ...
girl, you are so beautiful and charming.
boy , you are so handsome free and easy .
flourish vigor and vitality you with a heart full of youth unrest in the mind, through the confusion, the bustling metropolis , a confused both bewildered Big eyes , shot a Road sentimental sad eyes, and visual ....
the outside began to drizzle
; raindrops floating walk with , and even the busy streets, it was not rain water , except wet heart, on a number of my loneliness, I do not know a heart out if you can sense the distance


unfinished continued ... ..