My time is my unfinished road, turn that the steps of messy stood mark, above all show I messy life crumpled life. Now to poorer north fly, the past is also a wisp of smoke into. Forward steps are still too compliant forward, the dancing the wind pulled up my long hair from cheek slip, blow dry my tears.
In the tree lying at ease with leaves, the sound of my expectation, is showing off the brilliant life? This is an indomitable voice, is also enjoy excellent voice, struggle. In this world, my parents gave us life, children gave us happy, but in a long life tour, with our most long and most intimate's heart, it is we love.
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Because of love and between is a kind of body and mind blends together the good, is a kind of silent also deeply understood the moment together and all like. The word to me, like love, with the same effect.
Silent time, quiet fantastic, such as static autumn to the water, but not shows profound silently, quietly slipped in passing away, including how many hidden whichever sour? The time of the floating away without a trace, the rest of the only time in the faint scent, condenses into bits MoXiang, point into the poetry, the YiGouGou like pieces of petals, faded and fallen in my mind, filled with lingering fragrance...
Who in the past who solitary before cry, faint day secret? Who in the LingQian who cycle, old appearance? FangHua over on the wounds of how much sorrow. Most ambitious flower falls, when u look back, the lights and easy and desolate.
Suddenly, and came to the fallen petal season. A romantic life on the other side of the flower falls. The shake, is countless scarred. Butterfly fly with the wind, flowers but dim and fell. If floating dream, their sleeve a smile between a swing.
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