2014年02月07日
Meet a warm, tree
A meet, come like one night spring breeze suddenly, earth vegetation to make dye smile.
Memory, full of warmth, never stop missing.USB DAC Of Kidult Online
Deep traces of life, on the grid in that year, that moment. Expectations, constantly flow in life, not the annihilation.
Life, can never too late? Time can never, not?
A well before the court, brilliant purples and reds. On the gentle, vaguely, an incomparable dream.
Look, you again through my window. Quietly hid in a flower Mei, to you gently smile.
My frozen hands, holding you in my bloom of youth. No words, not touch, can not forget.
Time silent, gentle, quiet of the tree authentic warm, I wish, and you quietly, how long, how long.
Disappointed expectations, always think constantly of. No matter who comes, who walked away, and I, in situ.
After repeated, in those unable to forget, gradually understand the time.
Date? I used to pride against, those completely indifferent world, until you through my window.
I put my heart, unreservedly into your heart, then, it will follow you, whether you cold, torture, or warm.
I know, you will understand. Although, I don't know, ultimately, will you come compass college?
As long as you are, I will always wait, your back warm up yesterday's face.
A window in the thin Mei under the sway, and who promised forever?
Those deeply ingrained fetters, in time. Whether or not, look forward to, silently in the years running.
Won't you come? Four eyes on the TV, the flowers can however into the sea the warm. So, I then Enron, and random.
Polar opposites, and staggered time, some places, like, a memory.
Leisure, a fragment, always attack on the heart entanglement.
See the man, perhaps is the world most beautiful expectation and the oath.
Wash away the dust, known as a mirror, why and years of fighting to win?
If is predestined friends, inadvertently, will meet, will shady. The heart that deep, silent, i.
Repeated, perhaps, just years, is a rebirth.
The mood, it exudes the immortal fragrance, the mood, every day, is a new.
In love, is a sunny day, the dream for every day, will have a surprise.
For traces of the past, the man, then permanent as in the beginning.The history of DVD development
The warm, has been in the time in stunning, in the days of tenderness.
That heart, will always be a day in April.
Again and again, in the gap of years left, looking for those who have, those happy.
In this world, there is always a person gives you a rainbow smile, but also let you hardly wished to live.
Memory, full of warmth, never stop missing.USB DAC Of Kidult Online
Deep traces of life, on the grid in that year, that moment. Expectations, constantly flow in life, not the annihilation.
Life, can never too late? Time can never, not?
A well before the court, brilliant purples and reds. On the gentle, vaguely, an incomparable dream.
Look, you again through my window. Quietly hid in a flower Mei, to you gently smile.
My frozen hands, holding you in my bloom of youth. No words, not touch, can not forget.
Time silent, gentle, quiet of the tree authentic warm, I wish, and you quietly, how long, how long.
Disappointed expectations, always think constantly of. No matter who comes, who walked away, and I, in situ.
After repeated, in those unable to forget, gradually understand the time.
Date? I used to pride against, those completely indifferent world, until you through my window.
I put my heart, unreservedly into your heart, then, it will follow you, whether you cold, torture, or warm.
I know, you will understand. Although, I don't know, ultimately, will you come compass college?
As long as you are, I will always wait, your back warm up yesterday's face.
A window in the thin Mei under the sway, and who promised forever?
Those deeply ingrained fetters, in time. Whether or not, look forward to, silently in the years running.
Won't you come? Four eyes on the TV, the flowers can however into the sea the warm. So, I then Enron, and random.
Polar opposites, and staggered time, some places, like, a memory.
Leisure, a fragment, always attack on the heart entanglement.
See the man, perhaps is the world most beautiful expectation and the oath.
Wash away the dust, known as a mirror, why and years of fighting to win?
If is predestined friends, inadvertently, will meet, will shady. The heart that deep, silent, i.
Repeated, perhaps, just years, is a rebirth.
The mood, it exudes the immortal fragrance, the mood, every day, is a new.
In love, is a sunny day, the dream for every day, will have a surprise.
For traces of the past, the man, then permanent as in the beginning.The history of DVD development
The warm, has been in the time in stunning, in the days of tenderness.
That heart, will always be a day in April.
Again and again, in the gap of years left, looking for those who have, those happy.
In this world, there is always a person gives you a rainbow smile, but also let you hardly wished to live.
Posted by litchi at 11:56
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