III. People love at first sight

...... The whole novel, I Chafanbusi your details appear.
Unparalleled sense of Bian stunning!
Entered the town in the distant endless winding alleys, I'll be tempted to inexplicable heart, held fast to wearing your normal hit, gradually lost deep in the alley.
Ultimately, I marvel, nothing for the final, fell to the street.
March in the peach in the wind swagger with bright thoughts, and your chance to come and go, so I've been uneasy.
Legend, love is a voice from a few casual promise to start.
And you did not leave, even a sigh.
The so-called Iraqi people, in the water side.
Thinking of you, a hazy affection in my heart time to accumulate significant, Yunji the flowers romance, million points mood, inadvertently has become a Xunran when, out of real meaning to.
I believe that some clever authors do hint at some places, but also let you in a morning or evening and I meet again.
So I simply carrying luggage, standing bustling intersection waiting for you.
From early morning to sunset, dusty road, you never appear.
By the cold wind, I imagine your eyes were drawn to the night when the meteor flies in the moment, how brilliant my joy.
Night came softly, quiet and serene.
My soul was flying along the trajectory of the meteor, burning, screaming, calling your cries, still do not get any reply.
The wind kept the shuttle in the alleys, SCREAMING, midnight will be homeless in the harsh towards the wall I let my body issued the sound of shattering porcelain.
Do not want to cry, the eyes do not live up to tears, seeing the body hollowed out slowly bent, such as the late evening the dome.
A late storm, clouds uphold the carefully written, who suddenly are in the dark issue of terrible laughter: "Dream of the people, few do not run into a wall, ha ha ......"