To save time is to lengthen life.

Quietly listening to Eason Chan, quiet office.
Remove the X.Y.Z. Cast aside the hydrogen, oxygen, nitrogen. Abandon those Galileo, Newton, amp. Do feel at ease and justified.
I use the pen on white paper, under the vent lines disorder mood. So, thought no longer wander. They're in the white paper lying quiet, lazy sun.
Gesture haughty, action melodious
Passing years, do you still remember those who grew up with old friends.
Where are they now, live. Once together in heaven and earth, the dam, clap your hands never abandon the innocence, if they can remember.
Carved balustrades and marble steps must still be there, but rosy faces cannot be as fair. -- Li Yu
In fact, everything is fine, just changed. I have friends around, just not the first a group of people.
Now life is really boring to the extreme, a personal enjoyment. Forget forget ancient formula, quiet office.
For the days gone by, and the memory of friends.
End
Count the door leaves, listening to the rain outside the window, Wade sounds the ring, you get wet heart, is still.
Shen Congwen said: "every day back, people grow up. The winter nights are long, will not be the dream be exhausted."
Eileen Chang said:" every build a prosperous, is bound to a more long-term desolate is sati."
Is the past is too noisy, people walk tea cool right now. Because of a strained day, learn to mercy.
Never mind, don't matter, people always want to grow up, young and proud, arrogant, scribbled on a life, will be forgiven.
May the years, silence, everything is ok.