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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 12:31 pm
Mengtuoling , who brought a plume of condensate eyes fixed ? Pipa, zheng , dances , but also struck a chord who cries ?I went to the river sunset find you , surging Yellow River blew out, cold, wet like whipped foam slapping my sad face, then who is single-handedly holding the frontier of the coldest month , a pregnant hugged desert turbulent , stroke nine days the moon pride and boldness ? And who , with the eyes of tears , mouth Qing Yin , with heavy inspiration , with the immortal soul of love carved with a end of time ?I went to look for you in the misty rain , still misty rain , the umbrella is still the year , is still a year bluestone lanes , acoustic Sui Yu , piano birds fly , the enemy still , the situation has not yesterday , then who mention Jiangnan strokes , strokes thousand mountains ? And who , thoughts gurgling , passion Baozhan the distances offer all kinds of nostalgic Wan voice call ?I went to the beach alone , went to the sweet-scented osmanthus trees, went to the city in September , went sky snow Yat natural world , went to every one
Wife said to me: "Whether open or not open, after all you should not cut."
This night, carrying an umbrella, it is refreshing to see the rain in front of the subtle, delicate as frivolous. Watched it gently find their destination in a small pond area from a circle of ripples from Cham, then slowly expand. Furthermore quiet. Maybe tomorrow it here, so quiet as all eyes flashed a good reflection of the United States, perhaps being too hasty commuters around a foot off in the morning, or workers may not be a car wheel, luck no matter how little, it may be a couple under the umbrella of one foot lightly on the Strip, and sometimes it can not be good or bad. Suddenly the sky is clear, under the sun shines, everything was quiet up. It will be the end of its life, it can be said to be a trip of it.
yql2014
Wife said to me: "Whether open or not open, after all you should not cut."
This night, carrying an umbrella, it is refreshing to see the rain in front of the subtle, delicate as frivolous. Watched it gently find their destination in a small pond area from a circle of ripples from Cham, then slowly expand. Furthermore quiet. Maybe tomorrow it here, so quiet as all eyes flashed a good reflection of the United States, perhaps being too hasty commuters around a foot off in the morning, or workers may not be a car wheel, luck no matter how little, it may be a couple under the umbrella of one foot lightly on the Strip, and sometimes it can not be good or bad. Suddenly the sky is clear, under the sun shines, everything was quiet up. It will be the end of its life, it can be said to be a trip of it.
yql2014