Lunar January is a very melancholic children I met on the Internet. Is a complex process of how I knew her. I know that, and Ze, lunar January is Ze classmates.
Ze is my friend, a never met, but very familiar chat very good friends. Up to now, the reason we like to talk to, but because the lunar january.
So start to understand. Look at the lunar January text and Ze chat.
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The first time I saw lunar January when, she didn't see me. A lot of people that bar, I and a group of friends by chatting in the bar. The surrounding is very noisy, the music and the crowd shouts dash my ears, suddenly a loud voice from the noisy sound of sharp sound "bang", a girl put a table of food and wine and turned on the ground, the bar immediately quiet down, then someone called: lunar January, how do you? Then the lunar January woman rushed out of the bar......
I told Ze on the Internet: I see the lunar January.
Ze said: she is a willful child.
Then later, I finally met with the lunar january. I didn't tell her I've known her for a long time. That day and meet her, saw her in the center of the square point squat, hand burning with a white 520, hand cream. I walked past, she looked up and said: how not with your boyfriend. Words like met have been friends for a long time, and then she stood up and scratched his head, eyes narrowed smiled and said: it is not a dinosaur. See her smile, I thought her words, how can she pretend nothing happened, as if all the pain actually has nothing to do with her, but I caught them.
Since then the feelings daily indemnity. Her words are sad. I asked Ze, who is the lunar January the text in the man? Ze laugh echoed: is a friend of mine. Some day be prompted by a sudden impulse to ask lunar January, she said: that is a burden, do not know is a kind of regret.
I and lunar January is always in someone else's time and space to meet, meet when you can have a lot of words, you, me, he threw a streamer. She is like a flower blooming flower color. Met, product to smell, and then walk away smiling politely.
Known each other for a long time to know her in front of everyone always have a roaming proudly, as if all the world treasures are abandoned even with extreme ease. The inside is full of the pride, thought he had finally get hurt, a look so sealed package, who could not see her heart.
She is always in the real life, even smile are full of confidence and full. However the words she was a dip with poison sting to stab, between the lines, brew storms on rivers and seas. Like a one every kind of poppy flowers, open when you so arrogant Yan, once the colors fade, a desolate, but leave her, face expressionless smile, she just sneer. I have seen her look so lonely silence, sad, like the whole world is going to disappear. But when she is happy, everything seemed to be infected by her, she hid herself so deep so deep......
Appreciate her, she is strong enough, she was so bright shining.
I said to her, if you encounter the same state, I was too weak to fall.

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