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Reprinted from 411423461 at 00:03 on October 12, 2010 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: My article \p> are always those sad stories, haunting, like a river flows east, annihilation of yesterday in full bloom of youth, with love and pain, joy and sorrow, through the numerous downtown, flows into the lonely sea, start a Youyuan The young dream.
the depths of dreams, we are waiting for thousands of Fox, in between the bamboo tunnel, singing a soft song, and accompanied by the cold moonlight, stepping from the fantastic dance. Quanbao such as curtains, collections of water droplets dripping Qinglei like the heart of the sea, the last in my heart the warmth the cold.
You Yi Mei fluttering, drunk countless pairs of eyes of the beholder, and I, but also dream the other end, Qing Wu a sad song. Even if injury has been profound, even secular barrier, love heart, still full of traces of each other. -
\Only I let you make this life beautiful, cloudless blue sky, the fantasy with me sing a song; only you, let me in the silence of midnight, one by one to reveal our story, and then pray to the moon, fantasy to dance with you; CD us, in more than one thousand days of wandering,
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to behold, a long time and distance barriers, not create beauty. We cried, because the thoughts of love was born; we cried because we in the distant future; we cried because of love of the sky because of the misunderstanding.
you say, would you like me to heaven, the desire to tell all to the god of marriage; you, would you like me to go to a date, a date we have for life; you say, you want to go a happy place,
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time to pull our good long dream, seem to have become the foreseeable future. This side, the gaps in my years of struggling with the will to pursue the opportunity to meet the other side,
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is a Spring in March, we are tired, and hurt each other deeply, so we have no room for back also. Then we fall asleep, do each other's dreams, their tears flow, the vows into the bottom of my heart, to bear alone the weight of heartache. -
earth days of March birds are flying long grass, the warm sun kisses the earth, awakening the soul of the flower, peach blossom, the pear is also open, golden land of rape drew many hardworking bees. Looking at a piece of flowers and tears could not help but slide the eyes: This spring is no longer so warm, the heart has long been gathering dust in the cold season, never dreaming in the sun.
you say, missed in this life, to forget each other now! look forward to more damage, the more I can beg for God in the mortal world, let us meet the next life nearer. -
Once upon a time, I told myself. Many would like to choose a quiet night for the last song you sing, dance the last dance. Dance complete, disheartened, and then lie on their own world, say goodbye to the Red, start a happy dream ... ...
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