The more I come to this ocean, the more I love it. All trouble will go out away all of a sudden, I feel my soul is clear like the blue sky above me.
Above the land I stand, and the water I face .
Thursday, June 30, 2011
endless beach time
I love those cloud to death, pieces of still cloud, as if they always stay there and will never move.
The more I come to this ocean, the more I love it. All trouble will go out away all of a sudden, I feel my soul is clear like the blue sky above me.
Above the land I stand, and the water I face .
The more I come to this ocean, the more I love it. All trouble will go out away all of a sudden, I feel my soul is clear like the blue sky above me.
Above the land I stand, and the water I face .
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I like the first two pictures. They look good in the picture. Happy...
Thanks, I like those cloud. How peaceful....
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