Sender: Daisy (opened to), the letter area: MUSIC
Title: Xu Wei Xu Wei
Sending station: The Big Green (Thu May 2 16:57:24 2002), transfer
Xu Wei Xu Wei
Copyright: Sabatina original submission time: 2002-01-04 10:15:45
Xu Wei's song never familiarity does not like to like and crazy listening and then quickly tired and quickly infected, come on me.
It is just a moment. Just like love a person, I first liked his appearance and external things, familiar with the discovery
Then, I found that he was still so good to re-recognize it. Really good things have never been left
Alimental, love, music, affection, everything wonderful.
Just when autumn, I met Xu Wei's song, in my favorite season, in his cold voice, I can only
in silence. One time, I will open my computer in my little bedroom, let Xu Wei's voice is full of every 罅
Gap, whether brushing your teeth cook reading or doing housework. His song gave me a sad pleasure: despair, lonely,
The bones are cold - that feels make me calm, can't be cold again, what can I?
Yesterday, I took a rent to go to Tsinghua. When the car goes to the school road, the warm sun is sunbreaking. I put it
The body slipped down, comfortably put your head on a seat, and the mirage looked at the banyan tree on both sides of the road. That every one
The plant is all I am familiar, I have walked over every tree, I am full of hope and embarrassment for the future.
Some people in the radio are singing, so many years, people who sing songs are still the same. Give a song to many people, let them
Listening, more is to yourself. Suddenly, Xu Wei's song came out of the speaker, echoing in my ear, then winding the tree
Three rounds, go to Beijing, desolate, bringing people without hope, no happiness.
The driver said: "What kind of song is." Then he changed a station, and then said: "Now
Young people ... "
I gave him a boss smile, twisted the head, and then looked at the branches of the banyan to reach the sky, in this winter.
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There is a flower, you didn't see it, but I believe it exists. There is a voice, you haven't heard, but I know you know.
Life is a contract that can be suspended. When love is in the most alcohol, it can span life and death.
※ Source:. The Big Green Biggreen.dhs.org. [From: DREAM.KIEWIT.DAR]
