I watched you clean pair of eyes, the desire to look forward to reading it, so I stood up and said, you become immediate landscape. Wordless I swallow your words, mind that only a few: Life and Death of Mutual Covenant in width, with the sub-cheng said. Executive sub-hand with the sub- . Ancient oath and I look forward to it with such sorrow pain and tears it only condenses into beads rolled the bottom of my heart, with a trace of warm Jingying slowly into the heart of a mole Ardisia. In the face of knowing that the fate we can not master, can not help but still a lot to ask and expect people to do a pair of life generation. See you plain dress, long to stand up, I seem to have water and the wind blowing, the eyes again rippling water from Italy, I have renewed vigor for you. My Fair Lady, ? Meguire me that intersection for a long time, know each other has been deep, you are clever but not sharp, it can let me spring to relax Xinhuai woman, at this moment in front of me only you for my swaying side scenery. If my heart holy roses, quietly opened, aromatic fragrance. Orchids, like Valley, though it can be infinitely distant reverie. I know that at the moment I am your current landscape, it is plain you like to spend department. But I was willing to spend what a reed, in the wind gently singing it for you first do not love the old, with my study of the background you want to play up into the blue magic. Also hope that in your trance is that you just Kingston pond in the Netherlands, especially when drought limits transparent light, in the wind for you Lang Lang laughter, only to be a mature woman for you. Miss the season, however, missed the only bleak landscape where and strong. Aromatic fillip twilight of life, I fear, even in the setting sun can not even lead your hands! I hear you gently sigh, a slight tear but intense pain in my faint. I believe most people understand what I was you. Bosom friend - is the High Mountain and Flowing , we revel in the spirit of the common inherent plump pursuit. We always seem life waiting so a person who really knows you, understand your people. It is often a wait, but missed the season. I know you often think o eyeful , that is the pain in my heart faint. At this moment I can not breathe, afraid of a gently breathing, you will be as if the mist into Mirage, never less than touching. I know your heart and I have a general feeling, as we often listen to music together at the time of comprehension. Words do not have to meet the point. Music has a majestic charm momentum, with hi sustenance and sorrow! You looked at me, I looked at you, you remember my appearance, I remember your eyes, even if we slumber millennium, in the immediate wake up, think of each other! If I had slowly trickling streams flowing into your heart, only for moisture, do nothing. If you have skimmed the lonely wilderness of wind, has penetrated the heart of a lonely tree in bone marrow, which only tell you! As you want into a tree quietly her, but can not tell an oath, only a pool of intentions Sophie water, rippling in the trees around. You Ying-reflection in the water, that is, I!
