When the sea changed to Sangtian, no longer asking you to be by my side --------------- Question to know you, you are ice, when you leave, you still have no melting, even if we walk After a few degrees of winter, my tears are coagulated, to you, become the cold wind of the Arctic, into your love cold. Always think, if you don't have your handsome non-ordinary face, do we have not started The time is so easy? At that time, I was still young, there was no wind and rain in my eyes. The world is a transparent color, and you, there is no forefront, a fluttering look, a shallow smile, instantly disintegrating All of my pride, all of the associations of love, join your name at that moment. And I don't know, you are the Arctic, my love is the fifth burn in the four seasons. It is destined to have no ending empty self-burning. Young It's so good, there is enough time to make mistakes, there is still room for conquering and jumping. At that time, I was full of youthful taste, eyebrows, eyes full, cheeks, red, lips And the brilliance, simple body, the body of the wind, more than confuse you, also confuse yourself, you can't love me, I am so blind self-confident, the world that doesn't understand love, is not a rain, not a Face, not a warm, you didn't tell me, I didn't remind me, although you welcome me, but you can not resolve it, I saw it, but childish thought that is your unique The temperament is not the signal before the tragedy. I used to baked roses, and someone else is painful, and I also stabbed myself. I used to be proud of high-mounted branches, not shaking for foreign objects, once I thought that my own white soul will follow the flower season ended, then litter, before wither, it is a bright enchanting. You are my robbery, I don't have the weakness of the weigh, powerful, I will occupy all my will, then It is arrogant roaring, watching my spring water is in your arms. You don't care about me, just compare, you love yourself, you appreciate yourself such as ten rolls, I am the river Bending the moon, quietly embellished with your light. In the sun, I don't have a shadow, in the night, you sleep in my halo, don't have time to watch you quietly, night black. Let me see you, I can't understand myself. When I tried to leave you, I used the longevity to measure our feelings, I couldn't find an accurate scale, come completely explained the separation, this is a game Luxury encounter, there is no wonderful legend, there is no moving melody, only the sadness can't be opened, there is still the lonely lonely .... no longer read you, even if your world is still full of mystery, no longer go Resting you, even if your arm is still warm, my hand is cold, you can boil, your hand is too warm, heart is the signs of the Arctic iceberg without dissolution, I admit that I don't have durable high temperatures The jade in the snow will be cold-resistant, and I am, but the people of the grass will be broken. I don't have the blessings of the day to enjoy the love of your giving, that is not equal from the beginning The pursuit, only to love the cruelty. No news is good, there is no more concern, there is no foundation of the pavilion to turn the wrap, there is no source of live water, the last can only be rot into mud. When you come, you will walk when you walk. Going to the door, shocking the fragment of the ground, every piece can be blinded, is the story of our marine building, giving the truth, so that you have lost the rest of your tears, you stepped on my tears, and I packed the broken resident. Held the last sadness. Will not be weak, will not dream back, the end is our last thick gift, where the remaining air, leaving the love, there is a really fast breathing of each other.
Delete the sea area from the map, I will not dive the fish, only the land of the earth can give me a safe given. All the names are no longer familiar, even if you don't forget, please allow me to mention it. The name is thorn, I am in love, I will never be strong. Let me bypass your memory breathing, your oxygen behind you, there is no faint lotus in love, and there is the taste of the soil, which is the root I survive. The pulse, I have ever ignored the past.
For the words I wrote, it is still clear, the petals of me, I also clipped in the bed of the years, my splendid Hua Ye opened a whole period in your eyes, you can't obete the 璀璨, in the future In a long day, you can make you a long time, then smile, I am in the horizon, I can feel the instantaneous mind stay, in fact, all the stories can have occasionally warm imprints, it is a success. When the sea Change the Sangtian, who is it?
