Xianchou Tu Jin Wang Chuan words

Love dream.
remember or autumn, the first time I saw her tears, I comforted Review of the language [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], just stop your heart sad.

I said, I just want to stay with her only through her grief years. You believe that?

the future, or to a person walking, but I do not care.
have learned to flee.

aloe is still flying, but quietly, and even the flowers are sad. A look nationality River in the distance, where the ice breaking residues, parked a few birds, pecking at the end get a few rotten fish.

want to cry, be unable to cry out, I can not cry. A couple came to give way to panic [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I almost slipped. If I tell you death is a state of soul, and you believe it?

nationality of the river water ice, and a good thick layer of ice. With the windows looked out the hazy one, as the fog spread in the ridicule of the riverside.

of nowhere, only to find that they have not set foot on shore by a boat.

deserted state of mind may be the reason, have been unable to return the current year.

I can understand her, really, some things are always in my heart.

very common, and everyone else, have emotions. Love in the time happy smile, showing his white white teeth. They like to hide the pain when a person's world of tears.

remember, we said, this summer with the boat to West Lake. I looked at the hibiscus flowers open and grateful, and those who's dream has disappeared in the depths of memory and occasionally can only bitter aftertaste, and quiescence was.

wind, blowing broken fleeting, I see the distant lonely, burst into tears. Stubborn pursuit of my heart, do not expect anyone to understand, but I hope I'm right.

night to quietly Pro, I touched the shadow of the night, looks on in the twilight, to set off in a desolate river membership. May also secretly rising from the mountain, a light pale moonlight singing songs dye poignant.

Unfortunately, not on me, too far away, I can not reach. I remember walking, or at noon, has been wandering for a whole afternoon to get back, I remember the way home. My thoughts so far away, I seem to return to the Qin Dynasty, and full of news Gujiao, but unfortunately can not cover and disputes.

night I came back, the smell all the way to the Lo Tik, the night also have feelings, it is with sadness and sorrow alone will not wake me, do not touch the world. Tonight, Yanbo bridge, there is no singing Xiaosheng, I alone Fuqin, playing the Chopin in September. Ancient Tones, residual melody faded, can not cover up my heart desolate.

too much, we had a chance to think, to have come to an end, as the harness hung on the branches that bend broken. Boming through micro, either reflected on the snow in September, to really feel a bit warm. My hometown is also there, wild rice stem, such as beads, crystal than jade, late at night, that call out all the way to the road Summer insects never lonely melody. Is from January, which brought back a strange land travel down the night's a bit of promise ... ...

really drunk! Brothers and a glass of wine, thinking distant enemy. Also feeling the impact of the night, could not help but sigh.

new words rhyme from the most tender cut,
Liu Mei sings I Chuixiao.
end of the piece had to do Songling Road [link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
back Yanbo fourth bridge.

better able to remember it was Whitehead's sentence. Years later, do not know whether we will have the same fate, would lose heavy books, will not wait to leave this old town it? However, there is a feeling here has been deeply taken root, even if not come back, feelings will be retained long-term heart, wipe does not go it!

, however, no intention to escape down this noisy town, did not mind how the vicissitudes of life, and I already do not want to have to run around a lot. Whether there had been across all the hours I was in a life, who also soul fuzzy memory of those off, I will fall into another cycle of it?

flow Ying looked around to dance from the moment that the world is only a good silence. drunken midnight, the night, Lianku have become very poetic. Every drunk, always look back to see the roots of reduced. see you carry in the back of the loneliness, I want to make you take it away, but it has long been entrenched, maybe you just are lonely.

membership has looked at the distant river, calm under the ice is a rushing Nagareizumi rippling.

is the third time With the same feeling to see the same river, the two sides did not weeping willow Yiyi, Riverside is still broken. Can travel from home in a foreign land, it is when I lost the best attachment. And it is not just a river, it is always sad to listen to my mind who.

night, has been deep. Quietly, I am marching under the moonlight back Zhibi Xie these things: Hekan

came from a free, half-Mountain View 看楼 Why? Spring way road space to hang around. Send Enpa
clear, even dream of Autumn, like having Tujin enemy far away, Huan light tears the night rain.
nightmare off Chang, wake up call when twilight empty string. Show, do not sigh Shuangtian mouth.
Accord Zixuan, secluded constricted constricted, worry about what need is there for the king sub-cover, rain free, text lightly.

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