Night is a hotbed of thinking, tears moisten the dry soil. I heard the voice of endemic species in the ground cry. Haijiaotianya, emotional start the seeds sprout, soaring moment.
gaze from afar, many would like to have a pair of wings, over a long coastline, even if only for a short time together. To the moment we are planning several. I will not say that we have to wait until it has white hair! You have no words.
that day was very difficult to be difficult. Perhaps we will not end the desire to achieve. For the night but we can shine, a lot of flash in the overall scene, becoming one of the unforgettable classic.
you ask me of sleep, please? I laughed. In fact, my mind has been repeated in some of the pictures, I know that I You Zaixiang you. It is often said: "Riyousuosi, the night would like to have." Hardly surprising.
close your eyes, I can imagine the look of your face. Spring is coming, and Peach Blossom in full bloom. I like to affect the warmth of your hands, walking in the fields. You pick a discount to do a Panicum Liu Di, it sounded good in the first melody.
outdoor sun is warm, and I think that's unusual warmth. Because it always like to tease you. Often deliberately making things difficult for you, you do not know the wrong way, but I secretly happy.
I wiped the hard eyes, you asked me: "how I said that the dust has been fascinated eyes." You see me immediately. I seized the opportunity to have your hands round. I like the way you have, you like to hear a strong heartbeat.
You always look around, and then his hands round my waist. Whispered in my ear: "girl, do so. Not be seen." I said: "I do not, I like it."
inadvertently moment you walked into the natural elegance of line of sight, I gently struck the strings of love. Without you, I would not learn those beautiful place. Without you, I would not travel pillow in the years to come.
who leaned not read the End of the World? Feelings of dreams, love little bit of tears. Hit Ye Feng, who is to miss the window open? I wake up crying, you can feel my love.
midnight, a bouquet of Valentine's flowers open quietly. Purple-tipped stamens poured beneath the dripping tears. I know that she was open for whom? I like the purple of whom were infected with sadness. Flowery miss, quietly open. Because like, so all the gorgeous bloom.
Butterfly and the United States are very spiritual. But the sea to fly her wings because it can not carry heavy loads, but she is determined to have a leap of the sea. If you do not fly first, her life is lonely.
I appreciate the butterflies that the spirit of perseverance. Because of love, so will watch the dedication, the autumnale Wang Chuan, a mind unhappy time River, although a final outcome to miss this life, but I do not regret it.
Tonight, the sky floating rain, I You Zaixiang you. As usual.
miss the flowery, quietly open. Let the wind to convey my greetings, so that rain water, miss open into a flower. Really beautiful