The waves hit on both sides with envy, want to drown my channel.
The great man, the sudden accumulation of deep pain, often equal to the ordinary people throughout their lives through all the pain.
Seabirds around here circling, shrill sound. The waves roll away, still unusual. Everything seems to have never happened.
His eyes were like the north star in the north, six months, and the light did not decrease. On the contrary, with the date of arrival, the fire more, the stars are more dazzling.
Where is the final port, let us no longer voyage? What a piece of sailing in the sky, to the weary, never tired? A father hiding in where? Our souls are like orphans, and their unmarried mothers die for them: the secret of life is buried in the grave, only to be known.
For the sinister nature of the ocean is concerned, this attitude of mankind is undoubtedly a provocation to him, which is undoubtedly the destruction of.
Sooner or later will be abandoned, or out of the body, the body slowly decay, or body rot before flexible are still wandering, homeless, finally fly to heaven.
Many years ago, when my wallet deflated deflated, the land seems not what the mix of good, simply go to sea, in our world absolute size of the sea!
Perhaps darkness is the essence of our human existence, so if you don't close your eyes, you will always have a false feeling.
The real place is never on the map.
How much happiness you have to bear, how much happiness you will experience how much happiness.
Humans are often in doubt he has become the player most strongly, but in the face of this helpless situation, he still pretending to hide.
The more I call out, the more afraid my soul.
Even at the expense of myself, I will illuminate what I dare to do. I have this determination.
Bujindun is expected warrior! His efforts will not be in vain, his persevering struggle will be rewarded. Brave spirit, like Bujindun, go ahead!
The air is always the first to let the sailors on the bow breathe, and then the commander on deck. However, he thought he was breathing first.
The world of those unbelievable things are silently out of the sound is not sincere, deepest memory is no tombstone form.
Everything in the world, the noble seems to have some melancholy quality.
I stab you from the heart of hell.
They cross their chests and condemn such acts, begging God to forgive them.
The great man is accompanied with human morbid.
We can not guess it, but it is not a deterrent to us all the time. They seem light, but heavy in our hearts, that we exist because they feel powerless.
I'd like a match to light my goal. Even if it is powder, I balk.
I could have thought a lot, but my heart and my mind had been beating so hard that I couldn't get out of it, and when I did, I was frozen.
Ah, young man, you have to remember ah, human greatness is often accompanied with human morbid, you can want to alert!
The noise is not sincere, the most sincere memory is no tombstone form.
That is what we previously met 'Raj' captain, looking for missing children everywhere rush East West chuang. They didn't find their children, but they found me, another lost orphan.
And maybe you and I will read some misunderstanding, the reality is called my shadow of me, that is my body, my body just fuck my body, if who wants me, well, take it, there is no so-called it!
Don't like water for oysters and see the sun, muddy water is mistakenly thought the rarefied air of soul and body is true or false to you need to take care of the rational.
Bukintown is perhaps the deep insight into it, he knows his lifelong efforts is to let the ship in the sea, so the ship traveling freely in the sea; the universe that put on a sweet face of evil, that pulled him towards the dead dead land power. He is always to resist.