Year of the Ram Lennart Meri, Lennart Meri of Natal, the Year of the Goat's me, my Benming years. 24-year-old life, not carrying too much wind and rain of life, just hope that he can quietly live their lives transparently, as crystal-clear raindrops. Of course, the pursuit of overly idealized existence will only make their own suffering, not aim for the best result will be worse. So, Lennart Meri, I Laixun you.
First see you, actually my birthday that night, so moving, you may not forget to eternal life. At the time, day and dusk, through the extremely weak very weak low-light, I finally believe that you have in front of me. You wear Silver Art, I looked at you, thinking about myself, actually came to a tear. Tears spilled on the ground, as crystal-clear raindrops, and the penetration of my pure mind. I feel as if Sansei before and you have agreed to present this subject to your inspired, listen to your call, purify my mind.
On your side, I Yiyewumian. Morning Qi Fu, cold hands and feet frozen, but it broke to feel that they have a Smart heart. Qi Fu a unique way to make me obsessed, it seems that wishful thinking is not just for me, as well as family, friends, and you. I put my streamer to stay in your side, let the wind with it Xiangwei day, the wind blowing in all directions with my blessing, bringing all the people I love, this romantic Qifu way since I moved . Who says that only a romantic candlelight roses, in the face of nature, humans are obviously hypocritical disguise of all bleak. Nature is God, God or nature. This is my only deep feelings of the plateau.
Micro-out that is dark in the daylight, I had a heart, and you do the exchange, you know all my nostalgic and sad, in front of you, my heart seemed remarkably calm as the lake water Jingde. Suddenly, you say, no, 24-year-old soul how can there is no micro-Jing De Lan. You start changing your attitude, Huanlai the Eastern sun, put on your golden Xia clothing, show all of your warm and passionate, if I have a kind of gave me hope. My heart is like a press on the Mirs of the wings, soared to break through the clouds, until the top of the sky, overlooking the earth. Suddenly felt, everything seemed to be going to small, only the strength of mind to take me break through the darkness. Heaven and earth, once again look back on their own, vaguely felt over a thousand years have been. You say, let's go, the same girl Benming years, back to your world, looking for your life and your hope, the power of darkness can not stop you, as long as you adhere to the inner longing. Your own hidden into the clouds again, leaving me alone, more determined to go its own way, to find their own dreams and hopes.
Postscript: Lennart Meri moved so far I have memorable, Merrill's desire to now become a reality, writing this article, in order to commemorate my trip to Meri, but also in order to alert himself and uphold the vision of your heart, no matter how cruel the reality, ever, we should cherish their own hopes and dreams.
Author: coolface
