Sometimes I feel like a small leaf leaves again ... Keep wandering ... The leave of the leaves is because the pursuit of the wind is still the tree.
Like to sit on the boat
Then with the people love
Quietly float into the distance
Old house
I can always give me a very kind feeling.
Grandpa grandmother
There is also a child of neighboring home
The flooded Spring Festival is still left on the wall
Various words, a few words
Old home rice cylinder I have not returned
Grandpa writes a full of writing
Golden Geli climbs the door and window of carved
Sunset oblique interfering brick wall
It is also filled in the house of the beech board.
Hey, baby sauce
I start thinking about black and white photos.
Dad and Mom's appearance
Said a girl who said Wu Yue softly passed through the Bund
The old time that disappears 1943
It's better to get slower on the way to recall.
Old neighborhood Xiaotang
It belongs to the faint sadness of Blackwats in that year.
The old time that disappears 1943
There are some wind cream looking back
Old play old box
Iron box filled with postcard hidden a rose petals
Let us play together ...
Let's sing together ...
Let's chase in the wind ...
Where are those days ...
Yellow leaves
Let me understand that this is another time ...
Lonely season
It turns out that a person will leave ...
Black black sky
Bright star
Insects flying
Who are you thinking?
Heaven's stars tears
The rose on the ground withered
Cold air blown cold
As long as you have you with
Wormfish sleep
A pair of one pair
Not afraid that the black is only afraid of heartbrain
No matter how tired, no matter the northwest of southeast
I like windy.
because
I can in the wind
Felius sound
When I just grow up
There are so many friends and family
But when the time is old ...
I have been destined, I have to leave again ...
what I want……
I have met ...
what I want……
is that you?
