this is me
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
悄悄的
“…她的眼角悄悄地流下了一颗晶莹剔透的泪水。我这才知道,原来离别也会让最坚强的人变得软弱,妈妈也不例外。”
悄悄的我走了,正如我悄悄的来,
我挥一挥衣袖,不带走一片云彩…
放手,是为了让对方走更长的路。
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