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2017/11/22 18:37:20 プライベート♪
I can not keep you any longer
Even if I don't have it, I still want to cherish it.
I don't want to have it, I dare not occupy your small universe, I can't feel the stars and my appendix, and I can't admire the mysterious alien. I just want to be in the quiet of the time, I can protect you silently.
I can't keep time, I can't keep you service apartments. As the charge thousands of mood of the autumn long, how much solace calligraphic thoughts, how many qian couple of console, but always do not leave their favorite one seat pan, let the wild north wind sweeps, helpless.
"Give it up."
I have been watching quietly for so long, and now I'm going to put it down, maybe just not used to it. The time is long, I would put down, you who forget dawn free and easy, flocculant cherry liu wen wan a smile of you, sleep together and I hold your hand along the end of the world, all the memories of you will be erased hong kong wine school, are very deep dust. Those in the camera in the corner of you, inadvertently handsome; In time and beauty, the scenery just happens to you, the moment is permeated with the most brilliant youth smile; The helpless face of dozing in class is engraved in the most secret memory; But now, it will be submerged by the sea, and it will disappear at the far end of the cape.
All the time I have been secretly in love with you, I care about your sadness and happiness, a smile. You are familiar to me, familiar with your smell, familiar with each of your cells, and I may be so alien to you,
Have not experienced the taste of leaving you, used to have your life, fear without your suffering.
Is it time to steal away from you, or I can't keep you?
The old witch envied our beauty, envied our pure and fresh, she was caught off guard my whole world master of marketing hong kong. Diffuse wild all stars fall of the moment, I, lost referred to youth, lost you, only last a lonely tears slide past my all over the world, even the last thoughts were blown away, hidden deeply.
Our fate is just good, there are not many, just can let us forget. My love for you, at the end of the years, has to be scattered.
In this life, I am the seed of god's legacy, drifting, I only have deep admiration, after all, still do not belong to this red dust. Take away a wisp of dust, leave no more than a thousand.
In the afterlife, I hope that god will care for the debris of the star that you have forgotten, the dust that has been abandoned by time, the most familiar stranger. Now, I hope you can give me a calm love, a simple warm embrace, a steady happiness with the years, good?
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2017/11/22 18:36:01 プライベート♪
I loop over and over again
Now I don't know what to do, I can't myself, just like entering winter leaves, spring has gone. Spring, my soul spring, when can I come back to my side, send me to that branch? I loop over and over again, I play those touching songs over and over again, the songs are like autumn wind, winter wind, blowing my heart empty.
Recently I don't know what's the matter, I have a crush on the sun terrace songs "the absence of autumn" "angel wings", listen, listen, and I search for the original singer of loving you forever the regression of the snow. This song is like a pair of hands touching my emotions, I'm lost in her singing. "Looked at the snow outside the window, go back to our ever of the world, we in the snow to chase, clusters of footprints printed in my heart, is still the winter snow, you break up with me to say goodbye, looking at you far of figure, the snow turned to tears blurred my line of sight, when the snowflakes were falling, want to is my inveterate habit, looked at the sky I ask, why god to take this love wrong? Every time snow falls, read you is my most painful tie. How many times call your phone, but silently hang up, do not feel tearful.
Listening to this song, my eyes seem to appear a picture, accidentally and qian in the snow, two innocent lovers. I love qian, and qian dressed in white, as pure as snow, with big eyes, long hair and a red scarf around her neck. In the snow, two men made snowmen, snowballs, snowflakes, chasing, playing and holding up the camera to leave behind the curtain. But then, two people have a small misunderstanding (accidentally misunderstanding qian and others "good"), accidentally excited throw away that precious film. Qian didn't have time to explain, ran, ran to even, but still slowly, the film has fallen into the water. Qian stared at me in astonishment, looking away, leaving qian standing alone in the snow, standing in the middle of the snow. Qian came from the snow and left in the snow, holding on to a red bike like a snowflake.
I said this picture is accidentally left qian, in reality, is the attractive left accidentally, I have the soul of the qian as white, but the reality of the qian qian is not painting, real-life qian is very real.
Red since childhood love singing, have a good voice, because red sing good to listen, locals to send him a nickname called "dried crataegus pinnatifida" (dried crataegus pinnatifida is one of the local ShanGuo, June and July every year when dried crataegus pinnatifida is ripe, the mountains are, red and sweet, pleasant). But the red family was poor, and there was no condition for him to study vocal music, but red worked hard, and several times, he was eliminated by a small mistake. Later, red fell in love, and red fell in love with a woman of a qian. The woman is called yan, yan is an ambitious woman, later, far away, left red alone a person sad.
People in rivers and lakes, many years have not visited the red to find a suitable job, life has no landing, always a foot, a shallow foot. Multiple blows to the red, now unkempt, rain, such as a leaf, a falling leaf, a snowflake.
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2017/10/20 17:06:11 プライベート♪
The wind light, in the heart of the line between the love of shallow marks, birds fly, the warmth of the tip of the love wrapped in love, elegant rain, give birth to the tender tenderness of the verse. Ah, is the fleeting colorful embellishment, a pure and beautiful mind, in the quiet city, the wind graceful tenderness. Surplus one by one, the fall embedded in the book, fluttering sprinkle, decorate the color of autumn. Do not have too much Danqing ink, will be able to outline a fall. In the autumn, the wind blows away, Autumn, the silhouette of the time stranded in October, the tree leaves the remaining leaves, I do not know which direction to go, and gradually there are shares into the heart of coolness.
Recall that you smile in the spring, shallow, such as the Jiangnan ink painting, light and rhyme, such as a graceful words, nostalgia my eyes! Autumn whisper, a touch of temperature, as I like the feeling! Through the warm summer, waiting for the flowers of spring, autumn, in the four seasons love song in the other side of the gently drift. The breeze kissed the fluffy hair, falling a gentle shoulder! Autumn, do dye the forest, stacked stream of gold. In the wind and rain lingering, thin cool thoughts were removed in the butterfly's wings, a little bit full, weaving the spring of China satin, embroidered with summer beauty!
Looked at the hazy autumn night, RBI fragrance faint, and flow warbler whisper. Bead curtain jade hanging pull the noise, the window fly. Orchid, noble and elegant, dignified atmosphere; she is the painter of the wizard, is one of the four gentlemen in the flower. She bloomed in the flowers, singing in the flowers. Smell the smell, as if the smell of the same time, elegant, subtle, restrained, close to see flowers and feel more intense flowers. Orchids, fascinating and unpredictable, what kind of language to use, to accurately describe the orchid aroma of the pleasant diffuse, but it can make people from an olfactory love, unforgettable, smell the fragrance of flowers and temptation of the feelings!
Dongfeng flicking orchids, orchids reveals a wonderful Guanghua, confused night fog filled with flowers, hazy moonlight turned over the corridor. Autumn light, love thick! I look in the blue of blue, I am in the abundance of flowers in the hesitation. Dust in the flowers, separated from the empty roots, I put the fate of species in the lonely autumn, Yuhua, moist my eyes. Breeze strokes, moonlight misty, I like a note in the season, singing all the way, kissing flowers, read the scenery! Fine broken pieces fall in the text, boiled into the blue mood!
Chilling lonely autumn night, it seems that will never end the night, the light hazy and quiet, as if falling into the soft sofa generally addicted to them, literary women open the page, lining the old pages of ink fragrance, savor. Orchids, a handsome flower, love orchids, love a quiet color! Silence is a kind of human mood, in the static can see people's kindness, see the nature of the release of human nature. Only quiet, talent static, can go into the static, static can get rid of world disputes, out of the hustle and bustle of the secular, into the beautiful, quiet looking for Tao Yuanming's paradise.
Autumn wind curl Pan Kwong, fragrant fog empty month gallery. Round the moon, listen to the rain falling, bit by bit, whisper, staring, stroked a fragrant incense, missing the palm of the ray of lonely, vent in the flea of ​​the wind, I do not know whether it has been dip A hundred times. Wet the Yanhong film, that wind children of the fall of the Fang Fei, flowing by the sounds of nature smile smile. Chic clouds, quiet if the water. Willow Yiyi, Wan in the middle of the water. That layer of ripples in the heart of the lake rippling. Walking in the evening of the evening, the lights on the streets, everywhere you catch me, lively endless bustling.
Idle, chatting. Autumn breeze, crushed a tree fragrance, rich dense mixing open, the heart has become extremely soft, a person, or two people silently walking in the faint fragrance of the moonlight evening, even the skin is also fragrant, breath also Such as blue. Blooming season can really build a dream, no matter who you are, can be the slightest affection kneading into the flowers, built into their own dreams. And then sealed, in the spring, summer, autumn, winter snow in the fermentation, until next year, then unsealed. Or sealed life, any years will be brewing into poetry, dyed for the painting.
With the blossoming state of mind, stand into their own scenery. That wandering in front of the smile, is the fall of the enchanting. Ah, do not meet is wrong, understanding is wrong, you are wrong is wrong, love you is a mistake, all are wrong ... ...
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