Met, parting is not far away. Poly and scattered, already kinship. If we say that time will change the initial OK, I only wish, fixed in that second seeing you. If we say that, once the encounter has become martyrs, I only wish, remember your initial appearance.
That night, Du Yi Xuan window, the window rain fly, which layers behind the beautiful rain curtain, hiding the Yudian Er of how much bitterness. Occasional rain naughty children always hi stroked my cheek, wet my eyes, blurred my facial features. That dim lights, trance has emerged that familiar figure. That figure, suddenly away suddenly near, looming. Not biting like scarring wound pain, deep heart flood of memories, will I drown …… until
Has shown signs of that day, Yingti Yan dance, pink and leaves, warm warm, beautiful. Even though I was out of tune with this beauty. The find any moment, and perhaps God’s mercy, when I reluctantly struggling in the mire, a pair of big warm hand I pulled that outline, handsome unrestrained. That facial features, Wen Wanru jade, clean and clear. That smile, mildly thousand back, and instantly melted my heart cohesion long iceberg, as a cinnabar like forever engraved in my heart, enduring deep lingers for years.
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I met you, my life is the most beautiful embellishment, because your company, I am no longer alone, willing to work with you diffuse concept Yunjuanyunshu, static watch blossom. I met you, my life the most beautiful encounters, because of your love, I am no longer sad, willing to work with you to ride the horizon, lingering tempting. I met you, I wish the most beautiful love of Love, because of your concern, I am no longer anxious, willing to work with you of band, compose a love mantra.
Guying residual rainbow, stained Red dash? Wasted time, faded how many wonderful? I look forward to the “people would like to have a white head and not the phase from the” but an elusive dream of prosperity. You pull off like that leave my world, any time I have to retain no trace of moving. If fate allows me to select it again, I would rather that he is blind, so it does not matter goes to see your face.
Eyes whirling, tears blurred. Broken heart like falling leaves scattered on the ground like that how to bond? There who knows? Lost bloom again as beautiful as three thousand vicissitudes cold desolate, how to find? With whom to ask? Shallow fleeting, leave me alone among themselves with interminable sorry ……
Always thought being in close proximity, however, although in Union Hill, the situation is no longer a trace. Even if we have thousands sweetly, Kam book is already difficult to care. He’s been chasing this music is not being run, how can I forget, I have always separated by a short and well-being insurmountable distance.
Jun known, to love you, I became no longer their own. Even low to the dust also fearless. Had foolishly thought that as long as I Hello, I’m as good as you would on. But had word from you and sad for several days, also because one of your smiles and happy days. But of all this is so, but it does not matter in your eyes, full of sorrow and who complained?
Jun shows that since not after, often Sijun tears like rain, recalling meet, and the king several times Hunmeng same. Into the thoughts of the cage nothing to extricate themselves. As Acacia door, how can I know Acacia bitter? Acacia phase read countless times without seeing told myself not to think about, but it was still so miss the upper hand, arrogant erosion.
Jun known, has been pursuing the dream, the end is still too hard. State knows I love this time? Jun countless dreams faintly visible in the figure, is so true. However, dreams are ruthless, which even looked at that moment, are so hurried.
Wanted, Should I was the moth, knowing that they instantly vanished toward the flames, but as Bo-jun blue eyes little spy. May not hesitate, even in this life, beyond redemption. Do not expect you will think of me when you saw that lights in silhouette, only wish that a little thin warm lights make you feel lonely rainy night in anxious.
Wanted, Should I was the young silkworm, knowing the pain becomes slough into lightly after the monarch butterflies, but with preparations to establish tempting. Willing to abandon that busy. Drunk to accompany the king laugh thousand games, no complaints from the War, not “hold your hand, and the child with the old” only want you happy, laughs with you. You sad, cry with you.
Wanted, Should I was the butterflies, knowing that the more difficult the sea. But with the king Instinct Red, willing innocently waiting for that flying can take the yellow leaves swaying branches of the acacia, across my brow, across the miss distance, stay in your window.
Always said that time is the best drug therapy can heal emotional wounds caused, not to think of escape really can forget yesterday’s Love War? G there who knows? Love is wine, time will only make it more intense, I do not want to forget about your memory, do not want to forget, I will make it run aground at some unknown corner, or you will not know where to use .
Destiny is an erratic shuttle, we do not describe the full affection, it was destiny written yesterday. Perhaps we encounter a beginning is a mistake, when the encounter has become martyrs, I only wish to remember your initial appearance.
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Lightly but it is changing people’s minds, but said it is people are fickle
When it is people have changed, when met become martyrs, I was willing to remember your initial appearance.