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Ten peach, no you Huan

See the river long passes, sigh time flies; III king also, but the margin of red rain blame. The peach blossom year after birth, is still the beginning of Tao Sheng, visitors to walk in the old peach forest, counting the last season finish, no man is by the time rolls on. The preface

Did you ever remember? The past, I was your peach, for the spectators, because, in the flower in hand, tender kiss, that moment of memory is too blurred, occupy my life memories. Since Jun Tao Lin walked, not to the people, the only spectators serviced apartment hong kong.

Qing may have no? I was the last one of your fingers slipped in a peach blossom, flowers bloom for you waiting for a few times, only to meet with you again, a moment of love. I have to wait with Emily generation after generation, again in the depth of human society, even if the state in the world, I in the Cape, but every life I have for you smiles, love between heaven and earth, no complaints and no regrets.

Because in that season Luoying look more a glimpse of you, from now on, you face the unforgettable. You know, red heart bitter, how to let me drink this poison Acacia, wandering alone buried away. If you understand, why not kiss a lifetime in the past? Ask you temporarily fall, and not just at the previous action parting, before June, four orders to keep quiet, sunny day QV baby.

Let me be your friend, let you I said, the words of the situation, and slowly sublimated into the Tang and Song Dynasties, to each other's hearts collection. Whenever you can always think of the beginning of the throbbing, shallow sing sing a thousand years to sing, you are too late. If you like to, I will indulge in the millennium.

The red flower fleeting red, if we can meet again, do you still remember someone who keep that promise, will you remember past lost dreams, will remember the original heart, still remember one person is still in Sijun every morning and evening.

Look forward to this life, I am the childe, you for the girl, the corner meets, the shoulder lightly touches, no longer leaves. We believe in poetry, to do about words, to the media, even if do Zim oath, but also for you, but as long as you know much thought, and I will not say a word!

Warm spring day, I hide in the wind a quarter of Miss, with my warm feelings, to disperse your endless loneliness and sadness, at the moment, where you are drifting? May have felt a ray of Acacia to you, I miss weaving into the red line, cast a ray of light, and so you come to ask, what is the year Neo skin lab?

Publicerat klockan 05:55, den 7 april 2017
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