| | | | | | | | | 2017/11/22 18:36:01 プライベート♪ | | | I loop over and over again | |
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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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