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Blue paper cranes

<td class=\beautiful mistake. Want to escape, but how spared, and cherry trees to capture Clara was young broke a string of shallow faint smile.
\closed the door; accident, I start to think. \
the first day of school, Lone Wild Goose Clara like a stray, carrying a school bag loose, walking in the campus. Sun,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], very gentle, shallow lightly sprinkle over the ground; hand, seems to be able to hold the sunshine, warm ... ...
campus, cherry blossoms bloom Masamori, as elegant and dreams are in full bloom. Inadvertently, that gentle laugh shallow man ran into Clara's eyes ... ... the wind had,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], cherry scattered over the ground,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], like the man of moderate laughter, cheerful spring ... ... the heart, it is so inexplicable to be touched, Some Xu Huanxi ignorant, a little look.
first blue paper cranes folded by the window is Clara. Out the window, under a drizzle. Clara was melancholy as the misty days of ... ...
saw him, the difference is, he standing in front of the podium. Clara stunned for a while, his face flush slightly thrown, like cherry blossoms. Brewing in the air faintly sweet ... ...
he was standing on the podium, and the front talked with the students what kind, bright, the shallow, gently smiled and laughed ... ... intended to build in the mouth, do not swing open like thick and black ... ...
all, as silent as the cherry blossom ... ...
so Clara began silently watching him: to see his corrugated brow, look at his intent expression, see his shadow writing, watching him talking about the clear, flowing corners to see him smile.
Yingzi like to hear his voice, deep and soft in the slightest trace of meaning; gentle, slightly negotiable tone, so fascinated by ... ...
Clara Clara feels that his own and he has very close, as long as the forward walk, you can touch him. Clara also feel that he, and he was far, far away, it seems that across thousands of miles ... ...
Tagore Clara suddenly remembered a poem: \distance is not life and death, but I stand before you, you do not know that I love you. \Clara suddenly some confusion, but also some fear,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], how can love your teacher? This seems to only happen in the TV drama of the plot. Clara felt should not. Self-blame and guilt both Clara, both anxious and eager to ... ...
gray sky, it began to rain, cherry blossoms scattered on the ground. Clara sat in the window under the strings of paper cranes folded,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], put on the bell, hanging in the window, either lay it in the wind chimes sound, ethereal, elegant, such as the loss of the Six Amidst the beautiful, deep and shallow depression, the mixing in the air the results of Clara ... ...
rapid decline.
Clara thought, this is the part I'm waiting for the ending? Letting go is really so difficult? In fact, the desire to achieve can not hang like stars in the sky, looks very beautiful.
Thus, all relieved, as has already written the ending in the present moment.
Clara wrote in his diary: \; gray sky, misty rain, mist, like the splash-ink landscape painting-like sway, sparsely thick, dense youthful beauty lingers. Yingzi a blue folded paper cranes flying in the rain, the blue paper cranes gradually retreat ... ...

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