20th birthday reflections

Edgardoggs

I am not a scholar, not a of letters. Just a text to take it.

night, lonely dreams wings.

month, the melancholy of the home.

will soon celebrate another in my life has meaning boundaries ---- 20 years of age.

since the moment I can remember, I promised that for the family vows decade or two [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! 20 years old, in addition to a cabinet book, a general health study and the heart of a good outside touch I almost nothing. Indeed, 20-year-old has been nothing more than a dozen years ago, nothing much different, after all, I have learned to understand, understand the strands of the mother head of white hair, to understand his father roads wrinkles on his forehead; understand the responsibility, to know their responsible and know how to be responsible for others; understand the great, yet humble to understand. I also learned to be patient, be patient pain, patient stress, humiliation patience, patience bitter. Life is so I learned to love, love yourself, love others, love life, love the sun. Learned to wait, learned perseverance. However, the 20-year-old Que Shibi evening I feel even the most heavy rain, the heart palpitations from all the pain to experience the love, always feel under too much, incompetent return.

memories of his own every birthday, some of them have memory is unclear, but slowly, every birthday [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], there will be some sentiment, turned a childhood photo, in a sunny afternoon, boiling memory. Innocent smile, fat face, as well as hiding a good dream, close your eyes, and another to yourself, put yourself in the loopholes in the crevices of his childhood, earth-shaking laugh to yourself to see, what could be more good thing. Suddenly realized that he was 20 years old.

grow up to be a cruel and stupid, was forced to accept the reality and experience, duty-bound to the frustration, but I know, any kind of existence has its own meaning, like life itself is hard to resist the same, no value or worth, to the final end, we always personally say goodbye, leaving, after all, is the last class of life. At this time I know that people inevitably grow up, grow old and die. Every day brings new life come to this world, every day life and leave this world, perhaps, 20 years later, still be a true man.

20 eyes closed more than once before the age of the brilliant dreams of the future, but also time and again frowned rough idea of the future. In today's perspective, it is just his wishful thinking, self-assertion Bale. Life is not a sentence or two to make it clearer, more subjective than we can control. And by the 20-year-old, who has not read facial expressions, smiling is the hidden story of growing up, tears in the burial of the nursery rhyme is gone. 20 years old [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], really want to tie the ring to stop and rest for a while, persevering ring ring ring introduction, only left me confused and a big exclamation point. 20-year-old man named revelation of blood in the way of life once again reminded me to seek the track. 20 years old I am not sure their future will be Tan Tan Road, sway, but I'm sure my heart will be Tan Tan sway.

20 years old, people really grow up, who the addition of a number of responsibilities, people should become more mature, but also truly become adults. From 1 to 2 across, not just a number of jumps. 18 years of age is the age of majority, that time of yourself always feel there is still an active, full of kids who like childish, but I know doing something wrong, to bear the criminal responsibility of the. But still secretly congratulate. Perhaps the rebellious nature, others blind the eyes of their rebellion was always convinced that the

(tears in his eyes once again seems to saturation to drop, do not struggle to shed a tear the last 19 years)

20 years, is that they brought me, training me, Mom and Dad, Thank you.

a lot of things, people can not escape, can do is the right face, shoulder their responsibility, because we have not the same man did not get the child. When the meteor across the sky, I missed the wish, when the waves crashing into a rocky, I do miss the blessing. Thousands of years, some things some people once turned to never meet. Wait a blank when the attachment, when the full vision of a lonely, perhaps only miss the rest. Now the feeling is like the autumn leaves, only endless fly fell to the ground, corruption is mud. In fact, some of the things in life this is not his own, his time in the dark clouds in the atmosphere only to see the angel Bay to the horizon with my wandering, melancholy farewell evening breeze, that shook the Notes under the support of my days!

20-year-old youth, high tide, the mood becomes faction verdant and luxuriant, thriving vitality. In the golden years to come, we have a passion for elegant, with bold. Wearing dressed in bright, a dedicated heart, through the life of the desert, through the life of the weak, so that the footprints out of the wandering spirit of youth. Out of the 20-year-old free and easy, because we use a 20-year-old sweat, adds a little bright, because we use the most enthusiastic youth of brilliant color as the background color. Make life more glory!

is his 20th birthday, this 20-year-old is still coming.

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