I want to go to the blow to blow with you, although it is still different time and space, I can always say the dream.
Feelings floating and sinking the world, falling down a heart hard cold and cold, hard-working, more bustful color light, who doesn't smile, tears, tears, look at it, feel some lonely
I think of your love and hate, no longer linger, there are some taste of the taste, sorrow, and sorrows.
I really want to blow the hair and blow the dry air. I will take all the short-term easing. We can't say anything like before, and you can always understand.
If you want to go to your blow, it is still a different time and space or you can welcome the dream of your dreams.
