Set foot on the door from the starting point, but also from the end towards the door, head into, and back-out, in the door, we interpret the four years of life, engraved Jun pledge our dreams. From this garden track, groups of butterflies fly away, and gave birth to generations of pupae. Today, we went to the midpoint, is become a butterfly. Standing in the mid-point, look back and look around. Looking back on that year, late summer sunlight sprinkled Looked that day, the tears flow through the We can print full of rain washed gravel footprints, time is not red light the way we grow bit by bit, time will not be docked in your beautiful, but never stop and never return. Standing in the mid-point, sniff the fragrance of lilac, blue waves of the lake scan of this Chamber, if your dream has not yet began to bloom, and quickly applied to give the rain poured hard determination of the sun, standing on the midpoint, we should not confused! (Editor: end) Related articles: http://www.cerewet.netai.net/index.php?p=blogs/viewstory/49251 http://cyworld.ifensi.com/ps2/diary/diary_view.php?mh_id=2011232143&diary_date=20111104&postid=76582 http://www.virvil.com/members/home