I find it a pleasure to study the past in the yellow beam dream, wake up alone, forgotten, suddenly find that strange but worth a pound of love each other; regardless of inner bore meditate echoed in the air safely, quietly stretched too calm face up, I'm afraid to be concerned about my people see color in this night have my face was in Love's hurried Qiaoran to shrouded siege.
The occasion of silence, eager to pursue a leisure Jing Chu, and then endlessly to keep a step forward to the state, and walk the Labyrinth Lost Akiba any caress those yellow soil. But this is that the return of a round number, which the fortunes of the world's day of life?
I disdained to use the invisible emotional insight into the life of the sand and sun of the other, not to flip it with both hands touching the back of the once; while Who knows whether, heart wrapped around silver hair, Xueku in tears? Perhaps if the cool breeze as converted to the sky, quietly guarding her chest on the central trace of each footprint, and then calmly played slides heart of each dust wipe the old sound, like a mountain stream as trickle flow trough, went straight to look into the distance inside the sea shore that the next course to be the life of transpiration decline.