2015年04月20日
Sing like a butterfly
The wind, blows up career. A heartbroken man hair, wanton tease the sad heart, played the lead entering the string sound.?
A few months ago that a cheerful, until today, has already can't touch the pleasure. Looking back, tears of joy, have become so old, still have tears in the face, but not in is the joy, leaving the helpless, is bitter, one point one points back to have happy, only leaving the summit pain...?
The joy was allowed to get wind wings, that can fly, you can fly in the sky of their own. I do not know "accidents will happen" or fate always so cruel, so that no regrets of the voyage by a copy in the rice paper, dark gray, tears, let a person do not fear. To sing songs, has been unable to capture the mood of love to sing, sing the sorrow again full of poetry, but found that is so, so is in...?
The water is not flowing, but later the water to flow, so how to sell sorrow, sorrow in addition, adding however is more sad. The bitter, say, suffer from suffer Dream beauty pro from heart. "Days will be down to the great man, must suffer, is suffering, it is tempered, a floating in the only belong to the one person in the world, could not bear to leave, but was told not to come any precursory...?
The maple leaf flying straight down, at the moment, it seems quiet standing back a bit, straight down the long hair soft, not like flying domineering, beating not disturbed. Listen, the chord in a sob songs, so beautiful, so sad, so passionate, yet so cold, is a failure of the heart cries, is a cold as the world heart cry, is a piece of advertising, advertising in the Dream beauty pro world of living things is white. "Hypocrisy" snobbish "it is to should take into account the helpless, is a hot blooded youth speech won't wake up!?
Finally, the song is no longer ride on the floor, gray sky,Dream beauty pro
no ups and downs in the windy season.?
The maple leaves fall, to enrich the soil, no rolling on the dust, the wind rustling the leaves, red, let people love, such as that a butterfly, even tired, tired, tired also bear habitat landing like crazy!?
Is full of sorrow, shallow is sad, like staining heart butterfly, so little, so good, even win the red maple leaf, also be leisurely landing, to the holy land, dyed the color of snow. Sing the sad song, dance on the no noise!
A few months ago that a cheerful, until today, has already can't touch the pleasure. Looking back, tears of joy, have become so old, still have tears in the face, but not in is the joy, leaving the helpless, is bitter, one point one points back to have happy, only leaving the summit pain...?
The joy was allowed to get wind wings, that can fly, you can fly in the sky of their own. I do not know "accidents will happen" or fate always so cruel, so that no regrets of the voyage by a copy in the rice paper, dark gray, tears, let a person do not fear. To sing songs, has been unable to capture the mood of love to sing, sing the sorrow again full of poetry, but found that is so, so is in...?
The water is not flowing, but later the water to flow, so how to sell sorrow, sorrow in addition, adding however is more sad. The bitter, say, suffer from suffer Dream beauty pro from heart. "Days will be down to the great man, must suffer, is suffering, it is tempered, a floating in the only belong to the one person in the world, could not bear to leave, but was told not to come any precursory...?
The maple leaf flying straight down, at the moment, it seems quiet standing back a bit, straight down the long hair soft, not like flying domineering, beating not disturbed. Listen, the chord in a sob songs, so beautiful, so sad, so passionate, yet so cold, is a failure of the heart cries, is a cold as the world heart cry, is a piece of advertising, advertising in the Dream beauty pro world of living things is white. "Hypocrisy" snobbish "it is to should take into account the helpless, is a hot blooded youth speech won't wake up!?
Finally, the song is no longer ride on the floor, gray sky,Dream beauty pro
no ups and downs in the windy season.?
The maple leaves fall, to enrich the soil, no rolling on the dust, the wind rustling the leaves, red, let people love, such as that a butterfly, even tired, tired, tired also bear habitat landing like crazy!?
Is full of sorrow, shallow is sad, like staining heart butterfly, so little, so good, even win the red maple leaf, also be leisurely landing, to the holy land, dyed the color of snow. Sing the sad song, dance on the no noise!
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