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In the beginning of this city, you send letters from afar. I put them in the desk drawer, neat, like hiding a dare to touch the dream. Remember the earlier years, dreams are infinite. Reluctantly realistic too grind, I am stumbled toward the flow of nine to five people, pushed forward by life pushed forward; and you leave on the back of the pack, careless, because too much to think too slow. You and I share all: the scenery I've seen, the unknown I met, the glow of Kanas, the sunset of Narathi, the night star of Kubuqi ... but the picture is not as beautiful as you are . I remember you walked under the shadow of the plane tree, black coat flipping clothes, with a unique teenager publicity, high-spirited. The city was so bright in daylight that I woke up awake for a second. I opened the drawers, arranged neatly under the letter was a birthday present received yesterday, your black coat in the box quietly silent. It is accompanied by you across the sea through each journey, in the time of the dip actually have their own story. "Youth is the only loneliness this chamber can not live up to, so to feel, to share, to embrace, to love ... ... life is only a surging, happy birthday!" As you wish, I want to see you and the sea . G2000, together to be a school of action.