Windlanguagetotheheart

Stroll in Red in my mind a wind echoed the night sky. Fetched gentle interpretation of the bottom of my heart, blank, the wind does not make sense Huminghuan, Gu Yan desert short-term sentiment, moments of happiness, long suffering. The text criss-cross paths mildly upset the Red Dream, a flickering Piaomiao notes, like the autumn leaves being released into the atmosphere, filled with poems decline.
  walk in the long river of time, light pen ink extinction, covered with green the memory of the entire body, wrapped in mind that soft, flowing emotions from fingertips, spread throughout the space center. Rangers in the heart, Xingyue follow, and a night, check all of the past, Ni-nan read in dim and real life. The wind does not make sense passed, with the chilling Wei Liang.
  Who can resist wind erosion? Over and over again, with a floral Rugu Sui Man, the Chuiluo tears, blowing a chaotic thoughts, close to the pain, blurred breeding in the world, is the wind, rain, fog is, is the snow, and are poorly demarcated, if in a dream? Can not read, can not be compatible, is a helpless and speechless with joy. The wind took the sweet aroma still if, as buoyant, the soul of the points of light, the collision of well-being, a polished heart, not dead. Let's haggard face full of vicissitudes, the pain in his arms, between trance Beixi not understand the world. Hui Lei turned around, raised his sword in the hands of the wind, which cut off the wind Hong ray. The melodious music into an instant joy, bright flashes in the early Yang, Puzhuo air flow, systemic spread happiness. Although the sound of the wind in the ears of many infected with the gentle verse, but can not open the closed doors of the heart.
  wind, winding, lonesome love in a dream about the ripple had deliberately released, ran aground at a loss, so smooth, elegant, clear notes through time and space by winding around. Learned to choose silence, like a dam lake Qingrou. Understand that the calm feeling that wonderful than falling as Qingsha dream to be more real. Flowers several times, the change of time, life will experience a different style of life, sentiment to it, penetrate it, read it, understand it, will be able to return to the starting point of life.
  Wang Qingquan from a non-stop, take it lightly into the heart. In this longitudinal flow of the material world, and precipitation of dust thinking, thoughts immediately clear and no heart, no pain, the Sao La sadness in the past, blurring the soft away, buried the old story. Heart like white clouds, water is intended to allow the gloomy state of mind if the light such as tobacco, Seamless gone. Heart back to real life, the true vision of a smile, relaxed, comfortable, natural, pure and beautiful. Drunk heart, good to go home!

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