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bed shear sadness, it should belong to the abjection of dawn, Kun could not help bohemian wind, sometimes in the heart of Mo excited.Gently lifted the veil, it is spring in March shy, graceful enchanting, drunk burn incense. Read lingering, in addition to dust annihilation was blank, worried aboutthe distance. Red makeup Iraqis dancing in the clouds. If the thin cold morning dew, if the fly Liuchang, if I promise minute playback time, if you will inadvertently remember about Hawthorn has shown signs of, I hold memories, an infatuated you extended.Even then accumulation of sad memories around, but do not have sort, nor had alienated fill lonely, you say you do not want to change his mind, but can not forgive. Sleep soundly the night alone, beautiful clouded, like wet water seepage, the mood will oftensqueezed into a sheet until frozen into Ling.Like leaning out of windows quiet balcony, King near or remote, are infiltrated window to the cold-blooded, the heart included Che net curtain time, the breeze and the light, and I shall silence, drink, and the hustle and bustle refused capitulation, Yan Liang behind to abandon, at this time only when it is quiet good. Wunian flowers, leaning bell Drum twist leaf poetry, quietly stripped, then it's the story of March. Even innumerable twists and turns are thriving, that shallow sections, where in time in a melodious count on getting old, his thoughts escape in the mountains, only my heart abide, if aftertaste, still incense undercurrent.If you can pawn miss, I prefer to use further your corner moonlight, soothe your lonely nocturnal. Through the soft, blooming all dialogue, no longer need to ask ourselves, Where, neither sorrow and hurt, just a thought, they will love the gorgeous eye shadow, into the waves.Say my love has gone, leaving your attachment, that you love has left me drifting away, said yesterday willful and spend just a lie, it is better to pass the classic dying, confusion regret. That eternal idea whether the tilt, and even collapse, impetuous eyes, wandering afar.I wind tangled hair after midnight, with swaying charming temptation fleeting, that commitment has already dehydrated, never not moving, clear sky, like you, maybe just a habit can not be replaced,
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