maid

Yesterday, in the quiet early morning walk in the bamboo forest, but to see a girl, sitting watching that is focused on a book. I stopped viewing the footsteps of her in the distance, although only one side of the face, but goes fine faintly visible, delicate and pretty cut face look beautiful day, the day after the modification but not entirely girls, the hands slide slowly down the book even on such a sweet sleep. I simply went over in Iraq for fear that disturb sleep, I can not breathe loudly, but, quietly looked at her, pinkcarving small face, faintly visible small villi that long eyelashes , but also some of the tilt slightly, and perhaps are doing sweet dream, his mouth a ray of smile, I do not let the trance.

The distance from the birds chirping sound, the girl was awakened, and when they saw I was looking at her, the girls run away together, such as deer and ran away, like, I can nother office where she disappeared in my line of sight , leaving only her books in the fall, the wind had turned slightly forward. The next day I went to the bamboo, look forward to a reunion with her again, she just want them to just want to ask her name just want to hold her little hand to watch the early morning sun, go to the seaside sunset. Unfortunately, she does not appear, can only be brought to the book disappointed. From then on a path in the bamboo forest in Iraq not seen on the figure. Only at nighther book, to look for in a dream goes fine, delicate and best ed hardy belt pretty face only in a dream, holding her little hand, if the ocean in the sea of love, wake up but inviting melancholy. Although you and I encounter in life just passed, my life has become the most splendid memories.