Dear,
It's really quiet, the "锵" of the alarm clock is called the ear, and this only makes me miss the afar Iraqi.
Dear, the humanity is the "fifteen moon 16th round". This is said that the moon of the fifteen "is" round "can't, maybe it, the situation in the past few years is unclear, now she is like this: Sky ash Meng, there is no star, just fog, hurting her, caught a half of the silk; night, after a shower, the underground scene is still blurred, the shadow can't find it, but add a cool intensity. I am in this night, and the meaning of thinking is getting thicker.
"Every time I have the festive season", I will not be in front of you, and I will see this emperor, I don't want to be in the moon. In the dark, 情 情, anti-repertore, warm, intimate. Thank you, God!
Dear, so night, I think is only - you can do a sweet dream ...
Dear, really, the 16th month of the special circle! Thirty mornings in the morning, I didn't feel that the sky is full of clear. The mountains, the rice seedlings dance, and the shots of the leaves on the sand road. I silled, I am sinking, I suddenly read it was a blue sea, and I looked into my heart. Old days, I feel so suitable, know my heart!
How good moon, the distant Irons will take a sweet song in the sweet dream?
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