Dreamy ocean
Qi Qing 2004.2.27 I hide in the corner waiting for your pass. You are inadvertent, you are in the heart of your heart, let the gloomy sky becomes the gray dark clouds bloom, smile, shame is pouring The next sunshine wants to give you a photo. I want to sing to you. Singing to you. Happy musical notes in my heart, there is no rest, I have to rush out my weak chest, I run. A little crazy because of joy because of sadness because there is your place, I want to take a little clear, see you charming hair, bright eyes and you are shy, red face is like a cute red apple, I have already I smelled the faint fragrant fragrance, I can't walk this dream of the ocean.
Heartway
Cold 2004.2.7 stabbing, long time is a long time, the street lights that have dusk are not willing to fade, and the wind from the corner of the street is vomiting the unknown injury, this season should not have a red, Falling, is they the wizard from paradise? Is it coming to accompany my messenger? They are not a dusk, the wind is not the street corner of the dusk, but the shadow of the heart is lonely, Who is eager to stop, the body's rushing is stopped, and it is going to travel on the pain of pain.
Flower, can't smile
Taste the wine in the past 2004.2.15, in the face of deep passive soul, when it is difficult to print the blue and white light, there is a convention, there is a song in the life of the memory, and there is no song in his life. Since there is no one, there is a vow, and this life is also You can't achieve a debt, you are not enough to compensate weak water, one scoop is not able to drink, and then you can't help but go. After the atrium is booming, the heart has been covered with the disabled wood stone forefront, and he is a jaurse of tears. Life is like a winter, lonely like snow, I will reach out, smile into a cold teardrop - 拈花, can't smile
Drunk red makeup
Li Xiaofeng 2003.12.5 Qing Yao Xiaoxiangxiang, misunderstanding Yaqin, dream hometown. Last year, I opened a drunk red makeup, on the newspaper, shadow. The flying is two hate impermanence, thousands of wine, and the intestines. There is a sense of war, people are not in the moon, and people are not mad!
