Xi Murong · Noble youth

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When you are young, if you fall in love with someone, please, please be gently treated gently. No matter how long you have love, if you can always feel softly, then all moments will be an innocent beauty. If you have to separate, you have to say goodbye, but also thank you in your heart, thank you for giving you a memory. After grew up, you only knew that in the moment, I didn't resent, you will have no regrets, such as the quiet full moon on the mountain.

A flowering tree

How to let you meet me in my most beautiful moments, I have given it five hundred years before the Buddha, let us set a dust

The Buddha has made me a tree, and the flowers are in the sun, and the flowers are all the expectations of my past.

When you go, please listen to the trembling leaves are the enthusiasm for me. When you finally walked over, you fell behind you, that's not the petals, my daddy.

mature

The dream fade of childhood is no longer only wishing to be a wings.

There is a moon in front of the window is a gradually sleepless hands to put the hot cheek on the stone bar in the ancient Changchun vine.

The diary that is no longer written is replaced with a confidential blurred handwriting on a page dark blue light blue teardow, no one knows the statement

ferry

Let me hit my hand, I will give it a little, I know that my thoughts have a root of the rain, the clouds, the mountains, solemn

Let me hit it with you, I will lie out my hand, and I will stop tears in my heart.

It is such a unfortunate gaze to find a flower that can be sent to the blessings, and tomorrow will be obeying tomorrow.

Pray

I know that this world is not absolutely good. I also know that it is alone. However, I only have a chance to go to the owner. Please look down on my prayer.

Please give me a long summer, give me a fever, give me a warm heart, give me a white relationship.

I can only come to this world, so I will give me a beautiful name, so that he can call me in the night of Mercedes-Benz, I will always remember what we have loved.

Spring silkworm

Just because I will always think about it, there will be gorgeous wings and you forever.

I will be willing to be a lonely springworm in the golden scholars. I am looking forward to a promise of the world.

Receive friends

The lives are only the late Spring Festival, and only your, my face, the rush to the eyes, the dusty day, the night is the dusty, the autumn grass, the low frontier eyebrow Xu's retreat is a silent song.

Rumor

If all the wanders are because I can don't love your face

If you have the sorrow of the world, you have you have to taste me, how can I don't love you?

They say that you have been very hard as rock and is extremely cold but no one knows that I am still your deepest and soft corner with tears and can't touch

actor

Please don't believe that my beauty should not believe that my love is in the face of oil, I have a heart of the play.

So don't don't take my sorrow as really as my performance, my dear friend is now in this life, I am only a play, I will flow in someone else's tears.

farewell

Not all dreams come and achieve not all words come and tell you that guidelines are always planted in your heart, although they say that they will always be empty.

I am not intentional to miss, but I have been doing this to do this, I have to miss it again yesterday.

Today, I still have to repeat the same thing. Don't leave the rest of the way, I will go to a thousand miles to you. I will deeply bow down to you. Please pay for me, although they say that the world will eventually be empty.

in case

Four seasons can be arranged to be extremely bleak, if the sun is willing to arrange a very lonely, if you want me, if you are willing to think about your thoughts, dear friends, I have no long, if you want me, I will miss it. Break

If you are willing to excavate each seed, you will cut off each river to extend the ridiculous dry until you have to go to infinity. This life will never remember you in addition to in addition to the tears, if you are willing

Born

Please look at it again. I look back in the wind in the wind. I am staring again. I will keep the face. Please remember it at this moment. I only turn it away. I turn to you.

Sad madness is sorrowful, and in his year, I will no longer be more beautiful.

Exhibition

I know who is not willing to stay for everyone.

So I hang my love and sadness on the wall exhibition and sell

Plug

Please sing a forgotten ancient words for me to use the beautiful vibrato, please call my heart in my heart.

There is only the savory in the Great Wall, who said that the tune of the plug song is too sad. If you don't like to listen, it is because there is no desire in the song.

And we always sing again and sing, thinking that the grassland is a thousand miles of gold, thinking that the wind is awkward, screaming, thinking about the Yellow River, the mountain, the hero riding, riding, hometown

bride

Love me, but don't just because I am your bride, don't just because of this fascinating wind this May Europe's sunshine.

Please love me because I will talk to your people.

Love should have a rolling wave once once in the white hair, and it will be so much like you can remember if you can remember what you can remember.

Love, I am young, young

Beautiful moments give h · p

When the night was like a black damask, the gentle words were wrapped around the ear, and the cold heart was slowly warm and warm.

That is, in such a beautiful moment, I am eager to hold me.

Look forward to

In fact, I hope that just is just that moment I never asked you to give me your life.

If you can meet you on the hillside full of gardenia, if you can deeply love again

Then a long life will not just look back when it looks back.

Song's roller board

Something, what is what I can't understand, how can the grass will grow in a step, and the bird can fly back to the hometown. Some are what I have no power. Otherwise, how to make it in the day, I have missed all the time. I must have something that I have to give up behind the leaves, the diary of the sixteenth year or the beautiful like I hidden a lifetime.

crossroads

If I really love you, I will not forget.

Of course, I still have to walk down and say that this is really good and soft and soft. I can smile in the oblique sun. I don't have anything. I don't have anything.

But if I really love you, I will not forget.

It's young in this crossroad, you I have waved from this way.

Zen - one

When you have left or not say anything, I have forgotten that I will cry and clip it in the book page. It seems that the few jasmies when we are young.

Maybe in a dusk in many years, there is no aroma from accidentally opened on the page.

Outside the window, I might fall in detail fine rain.

Zen - two

When everything has passed, I know, I will slowly forget you.

The burden of the heart is unloaded, please ask you to forgive my life.

Constantly injured and constantly restoring the world is still a garden that is warmly waiting for me.

Heaven is like this blue tree so green life can be such a peaceful and beautiful

Loulan bride

My lover once smashed the tears, I was buried with Zhuyu with the milk fragrance to wrap my smooth body and put the bird feathers in me like satin.

He gently greeted my eyes, I know that he is my last image to sprinkle the flowers and sprinkled with his love and sad.

The sunset Xiu Lan Air from the bustling my lonely left, I left, I used the ancient darkness and ancient sweet and sadness.

And I must never forgive you such a leaving I am awakened me on the desolate, I'm smashing, I'm smashing, I used to be gentle.

Only the oblique sun is still the oblique sun in the day, but who can re-buried me, I still have the old dream, I should still be the bride of the landland.

- See the "sixty minutes" introducing Robé, there is an archaeologist to dig a thousand years ago, it is said that the hair is inserted with bird feathers. When buried, it should be a bride.

Circumstances

In the rich season, because of the lonely, I have a tearful song because of your look, but it is a non-tangled song.

He suddenly found that my song was discovered because of the incident of the scene because of the scene.

I often think that when the twilight has dropped over the corner of the street, you will not suddenly stop and suddenly think of me.

And who will pay attention to you in the crowded population, who can know the pain in your heart

Ah, my dear friend can tell you that I apologize today and is as brilliant in the distance of the two cities.

Invitation of life

In fact, there is nothing to worry about, I promise you after your fog is exhausted.

After passing through the mountains and acacia and acacia, I know that the front road will be straight by the slope of the mood of the grass. I know that life must be dying by Fengmei.

So if I am slightly hello in this foggy corner or occasionally write some lovely verses. In fact, there is nothing. I have some invitation in my life. I have promised that I have promised you just wait for this fog.

the truth

Everything is only because of my greedy, I ask for an endless passion and carnival.

It seems that the spring spray can never stop (as if the legend of the water is never quenching) soon, the end of the last final

I will eventually the remorse on the extremely quiet shore beach.

ocean

Sea question (I love, let me see you, so I will never forget)

What is forever? Is the night flashed the fluorescent wave or the warm sea breeze is the shame of the wet, the shame of your feet, or the shame of you (I love, let me look at you, so good Never forget.)

What is forever? Is it eager for the kiss of the millennium or the warmth of the temper, and the happiness of the stimulating shudder is a wave of rushing waves in the ear. Let me look at you, so I will never forget.)

Can we don't let the time you can't let the time staying, you can't keep the wild vines tightly keep this unscrupulous sand shore. This is a nightless night. This gentleness is everything (I love, let me stay well. Did you see you, so you can never forget.)

And what is forever? What is never forgotten?

In just 50 years, what is vowed to have a vow, what is the sea, the stone, the moon, but finally only leaves a shade of the sandstone (I love, let me look at you well ...)

Fog

I am in your arms when I fog.

This forest is full of wet aroma full of teenage time that is constantly reproduce.

After the fog is already a life of the mountain

There will be only one in thousands of people.

Back

Salt drift lake grass

Although the location of the home is always looking for my name

I am still eager to implicate a little bit of a little bit of land that can be close to each other.

Let me let me die at the same time between the wind, the rock found, let me use love.

love

Turning with him inquiries, I have answered the lingering column, and finally put people into white hair.

Flowers

Nothing, I can calmly listen to you, forget me, don't forget me, don't forget me ...

To the last petal

Send you with rose

Send you with rose with cherry blossoms to pull the sigh in the shadow in the shadow to fall to the threshold

In an effort to indulge in dusk, it is a wind that has no heavy coming. The people who have no heavy comments have no old, and there is no one in the shadow. There is no one.

Joining

I am in the distant two places, but I hanged the pair of pairs. ...

Don't take it! Don't come into joy! Just gently cut your dreams, half of me ......

edge

The sigh of the waves far away, I have left the sad laughter, there is no accompaniment song, no one wants to stay, no one, I don't retain the hidden memory, a close memory is like an account in the ancient temple. Casual Take the future, tomorrow

Accuse

Silring for you to store a sea, transparent your arms bend into a sleeping city, my dream is beautiful and long.

The most microscopic lamp, a round window, your name, the golden silk, half a century, I think I am wrapped in a sea, the most beautiful language of the quiet city, the most beautiful petals, the dream, I am a clothes

Far away

People go back to the building is lonely

Cut outside geese is red and rain is 正霏

The green grid of the deep lane has disappeared traces

The pre-depth depression is blooming, the fragrance of the fragrance of the fragrance

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