Festivals

So very long for, the rise of looking off Yantai. From the blue sky with one hand supporting you, life goes by Fang-hua, is such that you become a distant fairy tale.And the passage of time, real solid Xu Xu, elusive as flowers bloom. Your youth has long since faded, water has no intention of autumn, you are my fairy tale!　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　—— Festivals　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　The dream awakes, looks back low-spirited, the such instantance suddenly, startles works discovered that oneself walked has been very far!　　Breaks the rainbow to fall Pingshan, rear area slanting Yan Guixing the mountain, looks at the first day classroom building, immediately infinite disconsolate. Falls the wild goose to go home, where do I return to? Was only because of once passing, missed has also become a sharp scenery line!Does not need too many words! All resemble the illusion, degenerates as if darkness, actually this, some flickers the lights direct are going forward. Does not extinguish the glow, who can you know are weave the motley star light the wisdom the fountainhead!Not long, forgot the choice which most earnestly sought?　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　The nether world all has is doomed!