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listen to the rain song, woman, do you still well?
those rain Bliss, who cut off the loneliness of those hookah, no one can understand, no one can understand.
those crisp days of red beans, whether she still well? Those words on the Acacia, whether she can remember?
purple street, the woman was listening, natural sound. Bamboo Heart Show
Qing Yan listening,
我们今年23岁、 - Qzone日志, listening to the sound clouds yo, listen to the voice of sunshine, listening to the voice of Silver Flower blooming white, listening to the sound of water rushing under bridges, to listen to the voice of bamboo swaying in the wind, listening to flower rouge bud expectations, chilling to listen to the calls of the willow, poplar Fei Xu listen to the wandering, listening to children's Yiyi Ya Ya next door, listening to the sunshine sound of wind in the leaves.
ground-breaking to listen to the miracle of grass, paper mulberry silkworm listen to the voice of the window to listen to the delicate fragrance of jasmine. Listen to the voice of the river fish swimming, listening to the calls of frogs in paddy fields, listening to the wind blowing the waves of rice Tianqing Bo Yang micro, listening to women their own voice ... ...
thin voice of the day, spread over from the air around into the women's ears, and then quietly listen to women, those natural sound.
night, women's independent window, watching Yuet Wah water, basking under a gentle, Yueh-Hsia Tseng gorgeous look and see Qingyun walk through and see the sky blue sky, the vast galaxy far away the next day, watch the clouds outside the sky, clouds of cold water to see shadow of the moon according to flower, to see mist curl, look under the shadow of the moon among the Nama intoxicating Flowers pale shadow.
quiet night,
松花湖丰满大坝开闸泄洪 - Qzone日志, floating in the fresh air, but if people feel the world a clear dream of years.
rain falls flower, woman, umbrella, walking trails between the Executive and see grass Ruby, look at flowers, tears and see the branches sprout and see the green vines spread, look at green quartzite, look at the leaves green, to see all the world shrouded in mist of smoke, as if separated by the Red, as if into a single day.
Red Office, women keep promises,
new balance mens, guarding the endless memories. Who
waiting at the edge of Cheongdam, under the ivy covered with kiosk, looking at the outer daze,
new balance shoes, who was waiting,
new balance sneakers, waiting for those who do not know the geometric return date tomorrow? Past
flow of months, a not for years, who remember the woman? If the residual scattered peach beauty,
new balance outlet, quietly listening, quietly looking forward to, look forward to that pre-existence of hope, waiting for the endless return date, waiting for that never tomorrow's future. Women, do you know, this life dedicated wounded soul, but a clear ray of the soul, not degrees into the cycle, not reincarnation, but to one person, that person for a pre-existence.
that passed a thousand years old songs, in the rain and the wind chimes knocking Ding Ling Ding Ling. Who in the cold waiting for the love of TV drama gradually refused to let go? Who in the cold to warm more than yesterday, so that your hands are no longer cool? Who cut the black hair falling hair wound to heart? Who in the nether singing, singing that song from the song, Chang Buwan Red thousand? Who tearfully bury you, wait for the next encounter life? Who Qinglei dance into a dew drops of tears butterfly, Hong Meng Love to find the Millennium? Who let the butterflies at Butterfly Red no return? Mowen, Mowen purple dust come from, come from?
For the mind Fuyao Qin, who listen to string broken. A Dielian, always leaving, a moonlit melancholy, passed the millennium, a bamboo forest deep, smoke like cents. Who says hookah cut off the horizon, just for you nostalgia Floating Life, clouds tempting, who is waiting for whom? Do not say Acacia,
new balance running shoes,
写给儿子的一封信 - Qzone日志, Acacia secretly. Mowen, the woman whom Acacia, Acacia whom? Prior to Sansei, Hong Meng Love, dream dust for years, in order to Talking wish.
women who clean the soul of a ray of pity, pity no one knows this woman would like the world, pity women's endless return date to the spring in error, pity not return drunk spring evening breeze, the summer water lily shy pity, pity for self-care near the water according to makeup. Red does not love, why not, do not love Acacia, why silly complaints. Women worry about the light carved heart, so that dye Jun warm jade defect. Women from the War to pay and the flute, so clear rhyme yo dies. Acacia woman to be twisted into threads, so exquisite mind always wear. Women's heart to clear the tears, so smile constantly. Women pay the silly blame the writing of the text so pale v. miss.
woman, Mo and then sigh, the Millennium Acacia, a hundred years the earth. Red Purple unfamiliar place, everywhere Acacia do. And no more lean on a railing, monopoly back road, no go at the back. If
to bonds of dream, so the Millennium bonds of drunk dampening the dust, so that one away from the mourning, sadness, in the rain, flower makeup,
new new balance shoes, Dangjin dust, Dangjin Acacia.
a mass Millennium, the Millennium Meng Jiangnan, south shore black bamboo, a Qing Yun Chuan. Waterfront stare, pale if the lotus, lotus bitter, MO tears. Exceeding tears? For past life of smoke in the hookah tinge, gradually blurred, gradually Piaoyuan ....
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