[Harp] Swan · Flying
[Harmony] Summer, Time
[Sweight] Chao
[Piano] Monet, Lianlian
【提 琴】 Left hand, ring
[Guzheng] woman, pillow book
[Guitar and Classics] July · Guitar Dream
[Piano and Orchestra] Love ·
[Vocal] heartless
[Conclusion] lying down and sing
Swan · Flying
The wind sounds around the night, the air surrounded by the lights. The air is getting crystal in the music. The warm and light like silk makes you can't bear to touch it. It seems to be a touch of breath. It is a meticulous as if Energy melting, listening to the slowness, slowly feeling that your body is gumping gentle ground wind from your wings over the clouds, flying out of the sky, the cloud is very close, you can take the sky Zhan Lan Zhan blue spotless Moonlight bright and clear everything is that transparent and clear clouds, white, like a rim, wreath, wreathe, the sky, the sky, the sky, the feathers, the silent floating, falling down in that gentle feelings and immerse Take the soft and light spirit of the harp and fly .......
Summer, time
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Wheat color clavicle (text / leaf city)
Before the sunset, the satisfied scenery was finally selected. Young female photographer, letting the seventeen years old, slim, the model of the Xinyihua bud, stepping on the stream, half-in, one hand, lifting the skirt, stained the water, flowing through her ankle, is "involving The Book of Book of Book of Rong and Thousands of Furong. The girl looked up his face, and the inclined yang took her soaked, the neckline, revealing her wheat shella, naive and temptation. After the girl, a tree peach blossoms were just. Press the last shutter, everyone has hit, and the small model has a boy. The girl is full of blush, saying that it is not a happy, the boy is just a squat, a fan, and the girl stopped on the thigh, pulled down. The knee is covered, as if it also covers the sunset, the sky is gray, the boy takes off the jacket to give the girl, like a cherished jewelry box. The female photographer is in the heart, there is a time river, and the beach gull is shocked. She is also a hot and spicy woman, buy a twisted tight wrapped chest skirt, no stereotype, low-chest, reverse, ultra short, a shadow of a shadow of black roses, through the skin such as jade. With my boyfriend in the hot pot city, I am struggling to deal with a fish head. I suddenly looked at her, the boy saw her, and the face pulled Changbai Mountain. A low head, the original collar slightly, the spring is coming, and if you don't want to pull, you will be full of spicy oil. The boy said, "Don't wear it tomorrow, the color wolf will give you a message." Half of the way, "If you wear this in our company, you have already opened you." In his house, he rushed to wash She put it into the lace skirt, put it too narrow, does not cooperate with her biggest meteor at the moment, mention the waist. He is brushing his teeth, seeing his face, suddenly impatiently "cough", the mouth cup is put, and I will give her down, and I am not enough to get enough to normal, and I will pull it with force, "" - scare Her her. She, "Old Earth," Originally, only the private space of the two people, secretly hit his confession. However, at this moment, peach blossoms, such as all people love the pink petals, quietly falling on her shoulders. She suddenly learned the feeling of the boy. Not love. It's not an unusual man to make a woman, a love, and a feeling. It is a care and considerate, I am worried that she is cool, I am afraid that she will be in a loss, they are light, who is no couple, like a friend? Therefore, the brought the stick, fear it. This consideration, she thinks, it should be called "pro", more skin more than love. This life, she met many people, too many people appreciated her skirt, such as the flowers bloom, the flowers suddenly sang to 8 degrees C; but only one person, I would have a distressed man with her dress, It is a shade of a shade. Female photographer wants to have a brand new or oldest composition. For the girl, it is also for himself for twelve years ago. If you have a chance, take the last photo. However, the sun has went down the mountain. The meaning of the so-called darkness is about silence. Tide
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The sad whistle carries a long and easy-to-face. . . . . As long as you gently close your eyes, you can hear the mountain stream cloud fog winding the birds carrying the wind in the sea. He is angry with the tide of the wind. The wind is in the wind. Nature never went old, the magical, the magical, the magical, the magical, the beautiful note, with a gentle rhythm, and a hand, Xu Xu strokes, somewhat intoxicated, this natural voice, the hidden one, the desire, the desire, gradually spread. . . . So I shook the dust in a period of chaotic. . . . Monet, Lily
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Grateful with piety to integrate the heart into the piano. Every note is donated. Every gap is lifted. The aftertaste is comfortable. It is like the moonlight of the water. It is the music that is expected in the blur of the night. It should be suitable for the poems and the poems of the moist pen and the controversy. It is in the blue stupid on the blue sky. It is free to fly between the sky. White beach. The island is watching the love of the white bird. It may not use the life of life. It is still a belief that we are still unsteading my love, I hope that we are the flame before the flow wave is tired of the flame before the meteor. I tired of the blue brush, a swing of the blue, wake up in my heart, I am tired, the dew is wet, the rose and lily don't come back to the meteor's flame, my love Blue Star The brilliance will also reduce the dew to say goodbye to the flowers, I hope to becomes a white bird on the flow wave, lingering the island and dimly beach, where me is no longer to come to the time; It is necessary to stay away from roses and lily flames and troubles; if we are really white birds, floating on the flow wave
Left hand, ring
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Last 11 seconds
Put it down everything, just for your promise. I came to the agreed place when I was just starting this day, and I slowly waited for you. The sky is slightly red, like your face, I feel the joy of you. The sun is still so bright, you said, gold and I am very commeminated, I feel that wearing gold and dance with you in the sun. In the winter, it is best for snow to dress up, and once again, it is gentle, and you are on the way you don't know, cold or warm. When at dusk arrived, it looked at the remaining light that no harm, tightly disappeared in the distance you will come, as if you wait for a moment, it is very beautiful, but you know? I am just waiting for you, as long as your arrival ... night quietly wrapped in black coat, the stars secretly explored the head, you like the black night, you choose to come in the night, I am strange, I know you come. . Looking at the stars in the cold ground, there are only 6 numbers, just a bad, the last hope star. When the distance of the distance started, I knew a total of 12 sounds, would you appear in that sound? I am waiting ... First, now you come, I will hug you tightly, listen to the rest of the holy sound ... The second voice now, I will pull your hand, enjoy this silent Beautiful ... Third voice now, I will take you and sit down at night, listen to you tell your story ... The fourth voice now, I will walk with you, tell you my expectations ... ... I know that you will appear before the end of the next, why is you still so naughty ... The sixth sound has been half past, see me praying for you ... The seventh sound looked up and looked at the head. Star at the sky, when I dig up to the one, you will be careful from my eyes after you, ask me who you are ... The eighth sounds tight coat, the ear is still echoing you angry. Discourse, I know that you will not bear to get cold, come out ... The ninth sound recalls that the laughter when you are with you, the night sky is not so quiet, I know you are rushing to find me, don't worry I promise you, I will wait for you, I will definitely! Do you know the tenth? Without your days, it is boring. Is it born with me, if it is, come out, I will tell you, how can you make you angry? The eleventh sound I know that you want to wait for the last second to give me a surprise, I also know that you are hiding in the dark, ok, I will put it, I don't know waiting for the joy, really ... no ... The twelfth sound, I block it, I killed it, thinking that it was wrong, I haven't arrived in the last second, I haven't arrived, in fact, I know, I really know, you will definitely appear in the last second. Yes, right? Time is not stopped, just haven't arrived in the last second, and there is a little less ... July · Guitar dream
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Guitar in the dream
In July, in the evening, in the quiet convergence of the sunset lake, who would play a bright song for me, or sing a beautiful song? At this time, the lake is always beautiful, there is no wind, and the like of the past will spread quietly, into the shake. The clouds of thoughts will also graze, and chase the blue. Only fish, only playful fish, will not take away those smashing petals, although they don't know anything. At this time, there is no story, all the birds are looking for the nest, all green leaves are immersed in the warm twilight. Only the night is fragrant, take a flash of dew, and there is no sound in the middle. Is this July? Is this the evening in July? If you are in this lake, you can gently sing a song for me, or play a song, I will never leave this life! Love ·
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With a smart music, there is no colorless note without the beautiful and exaggerated notes, and it is directly in the heart of the heart.
Woman, pillow book
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Pillow, or a lover, or a confidant, or a love? His, is her fragrant? Is his vow? Is it still a good job? Woman, is born is a rich book. When the idle and peaceful night, the woman is holding up his long hair, who is the next to her, who is it? Who smells the aroma of this woman? Who can solve the lotus buckle in her chest? Through the big red account, who read this shake heart? Red, war, hit red, struggle, hit; red, entanglement, conquest ... The combination of spirit and desire, tonight, she did a woman in this life. - Your woman is your book on your pillow.
Unreasonable
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"Heart is not kind," is the autumn empty sea; sitting with a piano, you have a stone room Danqiu. "Heart is selfless in the world, the heart is as clear as the sea, and the heart is no longer, and the heart is relaxed ~ People can't lose their pursuit of life, Poetry, Five Classics, Fuqin Chao, play, 咏 咏, pointing to Jiangshan, Incenses, Shangjia, Calm, clearly, elegant mood, refined thinking, There is no infiltration in the clear and natural, clear and leisurely sweetness ~ people are always happy ~ Happy, go to their desires, go to their bitter, and happy self-survival, long life, short-lived, everything else, it is, it is. In the hurried fireworks flying in the time, the pain may only have the obissue at the time ~ Everything can be opened, the water is not wave, the heart is self-defense, the heart is not deliberate, to go to its dirty chaotic And you will go ~ I understand so much, I have experienced so much, the mortal has become a wise man ~ people will always grow slowly, but unfortunately, life is only once, sometimes it is already hurting. The sense of understanding is the sublimation ~ Don't understand everything, let alone, we can't exhaust all the best ~ Many pain and troubles in life come from themselves, don't go with yourself ~ Learn to love yourself, you can love others, tolerate thousands The world, the relief is right and wrong ~ 俗 的 东, 私 孳 孳, ignorant entanglement, like the clouds cover the sun, so like an open space, how can you enjoy the warmth of the sun, a green forest? Can you feel the freshness and hope of nature give us? Integrate your own soul in the green mountains and boiler, the piano poems. Study the book of nature, the nature will give us the enlightenment, voiced mentality, clear mood, forever; poetry piano painting, cultivation of our sentiment, lightly, our pain, clear Filter our pursuit, understand a fun, can you be entangled around? ! Life is a book. Everyone has to read ~ The mood, attitude, method, the way, read the charm is very different ~ The elegant, the Qin book is still replant, but the essence of life is no shadow No trace, no chapter, no teacher, all * ourselves to taste ~ You is a teacher and students ~ Heart is not good, but dust is dusty; Fuqin, Moon, It is a row of clouds, such as the cloud, like a wild crane, this is the real nature of life, the bright leisure ~ "Under the parchment, see Nanshan ~" In
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The years are like songs ~ When the situation is moved, the constant melody and the feelings in my heart. When the music sounded, let us look back, and feel deeply moved for the constant feelings. Love you is a vow. Eternal black and white hits the melody. We lie down, sing, yearly year. . .
