Not all encounters have a fragrance of this annoying rain quarter branch and leaf gentle disorder, and everyone began to pursue the past life and this life.
In fact, love is that Fanghua, who is only a season, if I quietly walk, don't ask me "whether" there is "once" because it is tears, the back is a back, I will escape your line of sight.
You said that you never believe in tears, so I will accumulate all the sunshine for you. It is true that you really see you. I will become a speaker. Silly looks at the face smiles.
Waiting to wait for you to know you, you will enrich "Blue". It is expected that the melancholy "born" suffering from the color of the "long" is tired of unspeakable hope.
Often returning to the front of the past, the most fascinating change is this, the small flower of the faint fragrance grows, and the bed is hung in the midnight bed, the end of the dress, who is comforting "wet and change the place sorrow"
So I just collected the dew in each morning, I can collect all the happiness, I can see the sweetness of the smile in the water, I can't take the past, I can't take the injury. I don't have a penetration. The sunshine is sorrowful in the body.
This is a beautiful loneliness of life, I am fine collection ~~ You like this stupid bug thinking that you can remember the mouth of the posture to remember how to talk, you can always lose you. The password, although you told me that many times or simple or complex, it's not that you climbed to your heart, but your heart added too much lock I can only go to "weak" sadness.
Tired, I need an umbrella, but the rain is under the umbrella, there is no rain.
Change a place to worry about the year, Water, I hope that your life has always had a pure song in life.
Change a place to worry that the sails have a sail, and you don't want to stay. I have to change my heart. I have to change my sorrow in lonely.
