Red Dust, coming and going, no can talk to the release of the exports. Beautiful, but dense with boundless light worry; yearning for the Garden of Eden, missed the time, far away; good will, has become the melancholy ... ... the wind and rain, echoed the former song smile; dream dreams, but can not be intertwined with let go of the Qiannian. Front of reminding us of scenes filled with flowers, early heart melt like ice. Just can not cry, for fear wet your mood.
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Last night, Showers Qiaochuang, it is thought the tears. Haiku figure hovering at the edge of dreams, thoughts, the faint, shred get rid of, writing in the eyes of insomnia. Melancholy little bit of vision is sleeping, standing at a window, the night heavy, think hard to send. As a dream, a dream, to hold on to. Dream, heart's joy can tell, even if there are shy, but still drunk. Wake up laughing in a dream just afraid, afraid of waking up is still chilling wind and rain, no common language with me.
This love, this is the dream of it! But what a feeling your eyes?Your face, why so bright? When I sit, looking back at Rain in Allure. Even dream of it, also would like to marching the faint moonlight, the dream trip to the line with you. Time flies, Riyuerusuo, my desire, my desire, only in a dream to come and go.
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Dreams will eventually wake up, the dawn of the dawn the curtain opened. Last night the wind, gone. But the dream of you, still clear. Although only a smile from that. I know that some stories will eventually close, there are some things had a chance to elaborate; I know there is no emotional commitment, and some crazy dream but wake; I know your world coming and going, as my world, lonely single, so I can no longer be Qianchan, not to say goodbye, although I have tears in my eyes dim; I know you will eventually turn a blind eye, because you will eventually disappeared from my sight. Do not expect, this life,
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