Night and the cool. In addition to the insects off, everything was quiet.
Put aside all the chaos, I pillow and sleep.
Trance, you quietly came in from the past, with a smile, words will be with Cong I affectionately call, if a cloud, like a gust of wind, when the distant past, erratic.
The feeling is sweet, and it is sad and melancholy, and the light was strong and full of every corner.
In the moonlight, I will read a little bit of memory, with the tears wiped repeatedly, until clear and picturesque, Not a trace of dust.
Gradually, my heart flew up, and suddenly the OBE.
Unknown origin, I do not know depart, vague in such a long absence, I am in front of you, Qingshan clouds, smiling.
Forget everything, and I do not know yourself what you really are in Funan River or in the Huangpu River, but the love affair for the media, blindly come to you.
The winding road leads to your endless, lonely boring, but I was attracted by the light, speak, for it was covered with flowers and fragrant, calm and a long finish.
I walked while pregnant thinking about those who spend time, alone, could not help but smile ------- those words, tears, night, poem, there are those pain and hurt, my dear, I clutched tightly heart in hand, planted them along the way, so that they, like me, getting full, as the burning flowers, all the way to tell you.
This time, I abandoned the whole world and all floating din, just thinking of you, toward you. And you, the end of the road waiting for me, carries the flame, his own stand in a loose, tall, calm, and serene.
So, I feel at ease to go on, until you get to meet with so lean plump October.
Spend the day with each other are no doubt good, even the sun each day has a new temperature.
Dump full of love and love, I Jieshengjishi, careful collection of every detail.
Just too sick to travel, no matter how hard, is always just can not avoid separation.
Honey, if you can, please give me a life bar, a shared pleasure with your life.
You smile, nothing.
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