A man in your story slowly in a miss oakley sunglasses, always like heart like a hair that bitter fleabane bitter fleabane loosely feeling, let the furry mood like the dandelion as writing the sky, like the petals of a disorder such as butterfly colorful and freely fly freely in the sky on a clear day, let me alone to you again in a world of the early spring feelings that love, that a lit again walk into when you create garden, just silently learned that casual leave but needs whole life waiting for the moment to restore the damage.

Looking for quiet, dream of accident, if again meet, dare not to think.

As the wind blow, blow up my garment unlined upper garment, hua hua to ring.

A person standing in the place where you stand, imitating the you of shape, those in clusters of notes in your world is strange dazzle beautiful and lithe and graceful, more gentle and full of memories of magnetic force around my ears, you sound like a happy little pigeons fly in my around, or that a wisp of hair gray never ripples in sunshine flow of golden light, said the most beautiful memories, but you quietly elegant and delicate let my tears.

As the wind blow, blow the my mind back to the past.

A person wants to a person's process is so serious that tired, seems to be the way you weak weak feel destroyed, seems to be the way you soft injury from the mist hazy like the feeling, it seems you in front of my eyes gradually gaunt, think of you a man wandering in the lonely and deserted, thinking of you then fly up the cheek light the flush, thinking of lowering your head and waved to me was the shy gloomy mood, think of you quietly pass umbrella, and think of you intentions folding origami, of the string of purple wind ring, and with a love of sentimental continue in the bottom of my heart.

As the wind blows, inadvertently blow to you.

That's a lot of people XuMeng stage, the crowd on the flying passion, the crowd of people warm expansion, and yet I am a from the beginning to the end of audience, calm heart is like a bowl of water that quiet without thinking, is your song will I from being silent, LianYan out endless ripples, that a around the soul from suddenly flew into the body, were you eyes firmly to catch, the one calm heart fly like a petals began to gather together, reopened in the branches.

As the wind blows, and inadvertently will you away.

You walked, is really go, this is a serious away dopie, and let not refuse.

It is a distant and rich culture of city, where the link to the end of the Great Wall, connecting many people dream, connecting to the ancient figure, connecting your dream inside the plume wings fly alone, you will need that edification and rendering of a tacit, you need to understand your city, also need a can carry your stage, I like the wind that blew, blew your heart want to.

Outside the loneliness and lonely can sing out what kind of song, even if the song is happy and sweet flavor, my heart was still very upset, as you said, know you are the only I, wait for my people have only you.