絢麗寶貝

A city make you not forget for a moment, presumably because there is a person you love, or to bury your youth gone forever.
I live in the city, maybe it is not necessarily a "city", we may call it the town Dr Reborn.
I saw it to walk in the small town road, busy, also hear the sigh of.
Each New Year flower similar, but each person is different every year.
It claims to be China's first aluminum many years ago, many years later it gradually in the fierce competition of dispute all over the country to the bottom; Many years ago it was overgrown and ground desolate, many years after the buildings were built in different district; Many years ago, it has a lively night market and lanterns, many years later it only left a miserable and cold 12 road.
The long road of memories forever in a bit, and then the line of sight back, reflect the infinite frost to double pupil.
Every day there are different people walking in the way of 12 big, I pass by, some people may against several times, but never lit a spark.
I worked with a few girlfriends on this road crazy. We drink, we sing, we laugh, we finally shed tears. Later we separated, the memory will always stay here, old wind and rain, it didn't leave.
I've seen tottering old man smiled and walked through the road Dr Reborn, holding both sides of the hand. Seen in roadside stalls toy for children's eyes flashing light; Met a couple sweet as sugar; Seen countless flashing in the darkness of the signboard and receding lamps.
I heard the mother shouted upstairs children go home to have a meal; Heard from ears rider whizzing laughter laughter; Heard tidings of rolling in the distance.
Here I start budding youth, with the sunrise and sunset, seem to also want to end.
The town buried the incipience of my love, in the rain avoid the eaves, walked in the sun's vagina, touching and temporary. Seems like a child blow out colorful bubbles, but a touch is broken Dr Reborn.