Still remember the dreams when you were young? Ear single loop is the song [love]. In Youth passes as a fleeting wave. there, subdued the compliments in plain. The blood and passion for love, only passionate young? Time is like a window, the wind from the time, hole in mind, always rolled up sand, eyes, hazy past.
Let the past go, heart no longer care. Looking back at the picturesque, memory. Once our rivers and lakes, green water Shiba, poem and wine company, free life, is like that Xiaoxiao sasa. Miss, is held in the palm of desolation
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That loneliness, to keep busy. Perhaps they are just in the worldly, hesitated before the fireworks woman. Want to clear, just a dream. Pray for years is static good, everything is old appearance. The wind is still elegant, heart, beautiful like flower.
Grief at separation and joy in Union, the pain and struggle one one taste, whether such a price for the fulfillment of life?
Shengge dissipated people without a trace, the dream is gone with the wind. Through mountains, first Jing is no longer the heart of Zhu Shazhi. Say red sandalwood were destroyed, I also did not go, but is the horizon that, in my heart lake yunyan. One day, not as I wander.
Hand, can't catch fewer of the verdant. Understand those fireworks mood already bleak into war, could not lift very touching chapter
Neogen Derma. Memory is a wave, the total in the parting of the terminal shoot sound. Now we can't see each other's old. Shaohua overturning, only retained in one night, in return for the lips of a wry smile.
Too difficult to go back, the word forever, from that the export of instant, has anticipated the dream. Heart, still wandering. Expected the other side, always partly hidden and partly visible, like the flower in water, the mirror month, mirage like illusion.
If there is a next life, forever no longer. Do a stone pier side, there is no longer a vertically and horizontally hobbling, daily sunshine. Those who welcome visitors and see them off when you leave the world, could not lift my heart melancholy
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