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Sunday, June 28, 2009

MY CHILDHOOD SCHOOL

About a year after I joined the job, I was in front of the school when I was a kid
The football field with the football field now plays in the new courtyard, and the doors to the school grounds are decorated.
Because of the red paint that had been painted in the past, it was now a concrete road.
Things are very, very real, and things are not going to last long. I look at the school and I see pictures of the past and I can't breathe.
If you see this shrine now, they will remember something in your blog.
A friend who was at the same school once read to me, remembers the past.

I'm just satisfied

PAST

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It was at lunch time that the exam was over, and when he came back to school, he beat us too.
I said he started it but I just couldn't get it to stick with it.
In fact, we all accept that we were pretty white, and we don't get it now
No more pride, the pride of the tide is overwhelming and, in fact, a handful.
I'm not even white anymore, I'll tell you, when I was in middle school, I was still in the room,
I was sick and tired (just because I had a contraction) when I started fifth grade when I was in the morning.
When it comes to the stomach it hurts!
Do you want to get it? But you can't run it. The problem started with the lock when the lock was closed.
I saw the closure and the seniors running around and looking up and down.
When I looked up, I didn't want to cry with the keys, so I had to do something.
I had to gather the fist and put it back in. The room was even hot and the cock was rising slowly.
When you hear the voice of the monk sitting in church, you just have to lift your hair.
No, I had to sit back, so I was so weak and crying that I was just a baby.
As soon as I got out of the hut (hey, don't be embarrassed), I cried.
What happened was I was shamed, my head was down, and crying was up next to me.
If the teacher is fine, then if I get sick, I lose the case of my son going to the teacher's house.
I have two friends who were helpful back then (when friends see you for nine months a month at home).
Please help me and go home to my teacher and take a nap until the evening
The teacher (Mrs. Thant Win Win) remembers so far.
Now, if our children who are in that grade now have no more than one, they ask for my name.
But I was very thankful to my teacher, so I was away
This is the case when I was in middle school when I wrote this post.
And for a long time I forgot the past, and when I read the blog, I went back to the past.
I want to read it when it comes to it.

I am more than happy to write a few things for comment ... :-)

Sunday, June 21, 2009

LOVER

I love you so much

I love you so much

If you smoke cigarettes, do not call your girlfriend.
Love is when you gamble

If you don't have time for me, love that you never see me again

I love you so much

If you see someone with someone else, then you will cry
They set out to do this, and then they went abroad

When he returned, I would pick him up with a big bong

MY LOVE SISTER

I'm looking at the butterfly's wings.
This is just a hiccup
Nothing will come out of your chest.
Not really ..
Love is more than love
I'm in love ...
I stole my dream because I couldn't believe it
Yes, it's not pretty
Not my first love
It's not a field of love
My grandmother is my life
The name of the patina is the name of the patina if it has existed since ancient times.
Don't think it will be famous ...
They really want me to win, but they don't smile. My whole heart is pounding.
When the shutdown ended, the Moroccan told me he was second.
Not only is the goddess who holds my life in possession of my dream country
As long as I am alive, my head is bowed to the endless use
I just don't know what to do.
I admit that I did a bad thing before I met, but it was not stupid.
Nothing really .. just looking at your butterfly wings.

Where's my butterfly, where the butterfly's hard to fly?

Thursday, June 11, 2009

LOOK MY HEART

I used to be drunk on the palate for love
I had to stay in the hospital for a month and then go to the hospital for love and sleeping pills
Smoking cigarettes in your heart for love and relaxation

The wounds are deep

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

LOVE 1

It was a good time for me to go out and talk to my friends and family.
When you look at a beautiful bird, you do not want it to be a fly, and you do not want to be tied to something. I just want to sit down and enjoy it

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

LOVE


What's going on in my heart is that I remember Johnny
But look down on your chest
Not even a handful of clothes
We want to reach out to partners
I was afraid to hold on to the palm of my hand
Even if there is a poison for all, don't pull it off
Be one of the trees that will give shade to Hinny
If it is poison for all, don't dump it and let it be a cold water bath for Hanna.
In fact, many of my memories of those places that I traveled with were Hanuman
Remembering Hanny, I think more than Hanny and I love.
I have always seen Hanner's behavior in my eyes
If you don't remember me, stay in the Ayeyarwady River, the witness town of Pyay

I'll never forget, I'll never forget.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

LOVE


I don't want to repeat the word "love"

When you look back, you are no longer around

When you want to save but you need to get green

Everything was so heartbreaking

It's easy to give up, but it's hard to give up

Anyway, the tears are hotter when left in the dark