Quietly passing the time, we have experienced endless Chilian I have experienced a calm to the turbulent, and ultimately not escape the dark chiu raid. We do not want to indulge, do not want to network in this vast sea Ashes to Ashes in the dust, rather than waiting for fall, it is better turn around. So, I bid you farewell, that bite out of people's feelings, let go, heavy back, sorry for delay under the long, curtain, slowly pull down. . . / / Sunrise and sunset, autumn and winter, once the text in the hands of the fly, drowned you that warm, fall into the thorns Boschniakia glabra Lam. Looking back, the original appearance, should the Epiphyllum, in full bloom the moment, no regrets life. In fact, there are too many worries, thinking that you can exercise restraint, however, read the last scenes, there are many reasons enough to each other can not forget. Way too long, love longer, we always can not be refined, a strong sense of guilt suppressed in the lonely night, floating down the lonely hearts in each other, it is an assemble bone cold. Never thought of thinking of betrayal of the soul, we have been coerced, such as independent pan-boat, drift into the direction of the time even to have been forgotten, and we only say goodbye. Whether the In addition to this sentence, I could not find a better reason to comfort themselves. Once, let us not sleep through the night the whisper, but also allows us to safely sleep in the sweet, word by word, the environment, but food for thought. Instead of something missing. At that time, the night of the night, sprinkling the gap in the curtains come. Moonlight if the proceeds until the dawn, dawn into ferocious demons, hard to use day and night, respectively. Passing, and we were not back, so we gradually pulled away from behind until we were gone ... ... ... compose a love song, melody long, Jinse no reason, only those who care, those throbbing, We can not catch, catch, such as a meteor flying vain, fleeting. Missing piece of rope, we are unable to s prediction, but unfortunately let go. Then back to the time steps. Dreams, do not want to regret too much troubled, but clearly, it all a mirage, marked Some people say, We are also, one day early in the morning, rain buoyant in the mirror you and I, haggard to hurt each other, that moment, you will find that sweltering hands, gradually cooling, the name engraved on your heart, suddenly become blurred, if there is at return, you still remember the clear faces. Familiar with the BBS, the familiar people, walk, stop, bringing back memories of the days of the original speeding, finally, finally give us a living bite, so we reluctantly put down the rope. Have to admit that the other side of the flower is pure illusion. Never thought of farewell, and never had a calm, however, is searched free endless confusion, go back by feel dejected when, grief of parting is caught in the swamp laugh. End not survive the sun's exposure, holding hands, whether called But, whether such change cycle off quiet? In fact, we have lost, and the same place of departure, destination is backsliding Chi Wang, twists and turns, but always back to square one. Flowers after the bloom that time and we missed that day, too much too much, all the wind, all without cause. When we look back casual glance, just met, is empty peach broken branches, all of the III cycle, heartless came crashing down. That melodious voice, temperament Resentment, time receded, we still see it, but, had the stars, let time wash too dim. Because we do not indulge, calm belongs to you and me. River of no more than settled. After all, the end of the piece, people scattered, bleak. Should we forget, never forget, it is a permanent farewell. .
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