The new album of Park Tree. Birth, summer flowers. Have such a beautiful name.
The first thing I saw is the face of the face of the sides of his nose on both sides of the cover and the eyes of the eyes.
Then he wrote in the darkness of the cover.
Under the blue sky. this is for you. My best year.
Although I hate the MV of Colorful Days. I can see that his new CD is in the fresh shelf of the audio-visual store.
Such a spring, sitting on the road to go to the city on the road, "and listen to the wind". The last sentence. We have been on the road.
Yes. I have been on the road. It seems to be a declaration. I have been very far away yesterday. I have been blurred in front of my window. Xu Wei. Zheng Wei. There is also a man who is full of innocent children. Now they are in the time. Their life is full of sunshine. Their life is like a summer flower. Now, in addition to they are not on the road, they are getting angry. The sound is more and more exciting. But more and more away from me. Imagine. Gramblows are getting farther. Finally, fell to the empty. The grass is not sorrowful. Is it not counted a tragedy?
Park Tree sang his best year. It shows that he has planned to say goodbye to this year. He is no longer that I am not affectionable but I don't want to die, nausea, spit a grouped flowers. He Now I have to go with the girlfriend to go with Colorful Days together to see the bustling world.
Look at the cover of Faye's new album, I think of four words. Older go. It seems to be a novel's name. Look at this glamorous woman's expression 尴 姿 一 一 一, Sudden sad tears.
She is also overwhelmed by a large number of boring adjective stacked, she also drowned. It is most suitable.
So it seems that the sound of a long time has been almost turned to leave, one will not stay. I don't stay. Oh. I stood in the cold eye. 嗤 嗤. Everything is good. There is no end. Never endding. It turns out that the person in the imagination really does not exist. From no one to win this game, everything does not have to come back.
Shan said, everything is unspeakable. Slowly passivate into a gentle girl. Just accept the pets given by others. Sometimes I feel shameful, entangled in the name of love.
I am talking about Shan. I am not worth it. Two people, two empty citys. During another version of the double city story. We are so relatives, we are so strange.
So well. Shan. Listen to you. Let us give everything to time.
Time has the pain I can't see. I hide in time. Or time to bury me. Or don't. How is it.
Yes. I know that I have fallen into this speech. I murmured myself. Every day, I don't leave it every night. I will not let it get to death. "There is a copy of the summer flower> Such a conversation.
"Do you love me?"
"Love."
"Do you really love me?"
"Really."
"How much love?"
"... it's like death."
Let me think about the "Suzhou River>. Zhou Xun and Jia Hongsheng.
"If one day I am gone, will you find me like a motor?"
"Yes."
"Will you find it?"
"Yes."
"Will you find death?"
"Yes."
"……You lied to me!"
Zhou Xun raised a thin chin. The light in the eyes flashed in the shadow. Desperate dress.
Yes, I admit that this is no longer there. This is a world that can't stay too long. I can't change everything. When I slowly forget your face. The dance never stopped. The next song is replaced. We are just on the road.
Every night and h messages in the early morning. Sometimes I sleep in his text message. Sometimes insomnia looks a little bit light. Time is dull. It is not much like this. Tolerance. I know that I should not have too many complaints. I want to be clear. Then I will bear everything, I will jump. Close the mouth. In the ashes of time. During the day, the day is sinking.
When you have a cold, there is a good time. The whole worship of the courses will be touched. At 12 yards every day, the woman who is coming back in the class is woken up. Then the heads of the sloppy wore the slippers to eat, the scene is spectacular. The right wrist is no longer Red silk line. On the set of dads from the silver bracelet brought back from the phoenix. Subsome card is on the back of the hand. He is known by my parents, and there is no excessive explanation. They also know that their daughter's quirky. Just thanks They are silent. Silent is good.
Watch the sunset in the big wind every day. Drink a very bitter coffee, drink two big quilts. Every time the bubble will drink the end of coffee beans. But continue because it gives me a sense of security. At least I can know They are harmful. In addition, I don't know what to trust.
Mazzy Star, Flowers in December,
Hope is destined to hurt me.
Send Me Your Flowers of Your Dember. Give me your flower in your December.
The flowers scattered in the world are dead, we are just like this.
