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34337 2008 年 11 月 14 日 22:54 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Personal Diary
Coast to Coast , pass.
lust Mo spent a total of contention hair, an inch of Acacia inch of ash. Green willows east wind, blowing red flowers, but also blows my mind. Not romantic, not of poets Fu, only to spring breeze flowing provoke pity people off the back of Acacia Tingting graceful curl. I do not want foreign land when he was struggling to future stroked his million green silk sash hanging space silent, even though like the old vertical strip should pull down his staff. I finally ventured out trembling hands, ventured to touch the back of whirling dim, close, but distant; sight, but the world. Is a heavy burden for that external, or layers of the shackles of mind. Finally, the shaking hand shaking in the middle. Suddenly thought of the World, off horizon! Night Moon Yilianyoumeng
! Bright as a mirror, only for love; songs such as hooks, only worry. Moon bringing Jiaomei charming, hibiscus, such as surface, such as Liu Mei, Yuet Wah shed water, that it overflows in every person. May the United States this predicament, so that everyone is still willing to pay their last respects to her face; people on hard closed, but only make a person to watch. I would like to let the tears turned into the moon,
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traveled alone, terraced rice paddies aspect. Can not find a way out, only for the emotion-laden. Dishou hanging head, the monthly drop-Star Yao stray people to thank Ying Kongshi leaf blight. Dancing, only Yan Gu Hong, who is blowing, any wandering. Once when I look back, worried in front of a thousand words, self-evident, pondering deep, why would you behind me. Why would you behind me, why am I in front of you, why you not on my side of the trunk, why I'm not around. See Cuixiu red armbands, crisp invisible hand of the hand can not see the bright eyes gaze of good, see My Fair Lady, see, only silent, only reluctantly, only impermanence of life. Things a big dream, life is cool autumn several times. Autumn is cool, cool heart, the heart has been cool.
meaning wandering clouds, horizon prodigal love. I was a rebel, the wandering,
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about to walk out of the garden, and even forget. We at the moment, have we, or children. One day, forget the innocent, such as the yellow pages only dead, we are left with sophisticated sophisticated. Because the ways of the world, so immersed, not content himself in the situation, but to send their own world, world, worldly. Worldly, ruthless, and the remaining gain fame and fortune, Remembrance of Things Past. Perhaps only this moment can Mingxinkegu, perhaps only two men can really fall in love. Unfortunately, the days are not our wishes. Since the bound can not be together, why fate let us meet; since the fate let us meet, why is it destined to be together? Does that make us fully appreciate that the uncertain fate, cruel fate? Fate, I eventually did not like the days of the son of heaven in full bloom, sky and shouts: I wish from the day,
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When we walk out of the garden,
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pass, yet so far away. Yet so far away far away, easy to difficult to meet. In close proximity, we are difficult to meet, let alone the World, yet so far away!
Maybe you love of my life, I can only will you hide in my heart,
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