Tonight, looking out of the window floating snow, holding you give memories oakley sunglasses, through the hazy snow, I can always see the snow on the scene in the memory meet by chance. Let the wind blows, once the only attachment fluctuations, whiny lingering, burns out thoughts. Even if is to my town a lamp that red wine, knead broken years, still I have to give up, that was a beautiful and a warm and RouChang the turn of love!

Tonight, it was a snowing day, dull as window son, listen to the snow dance whisper of the sky, and the time of the depression, to scare me dream, let I miss you. Listening to the wind singing, see snow light dance, on the face of the cold, points clearly are snow or tears. Infected by the lingering of handwriting, the roll with float in the sky of ink, solidification full a fall to acacia, lingering of love letter writing, moist feelings.

I love the people, you know, there's your day is different, let me have wings, can fly. Lonely, prop up waiting for you sail, thinking about you coming of spring breeze, another gorgeous. For the day of the wind, you don't look at my sadness, no pain feeling. Years gone the appearance of youth, you still let I rely on you, you also took me by the hand, in the end of the dream, and sleep in don't know is what the season sunshine, tell me your waiting, not far away.

I remember the dream, and the sun of dots, warm warm wind you of the QingSi waving, gently beautiful sea breeze, the clouds, the light in the vast sea of flashing mottled brightness, and I didn't speak, you also just silently nestled against me, greedy at the nature of the breath. You just like now, and so my companions, through the sea.

The dream, and how much of this season, I drunk in your loving him. You let me out of the blockade segment, quiet look at the sky cloud, quietly through, how to carefree. Smell the perfume of weak yellow at the foot of the grass, and with gentle flocculation model, I feel the fresh air in the washing I depressed mood, such as the fairy as holy, you said it is trying to give my language. The occasional wet memory, slide calm heart empty, let me have the sorrow of the wave, you smiled and raise my face and gently wiped out the the staining, slightly lower the head, in my ears softly, gently said 1: "remember I'm here for you," and then put out his hands, gentle snuggle up in my chest, let the wind of outer space a beautiful long hair you.

A long time and you sit on the sea of rock, feel light cool meaning, a bit soaked in my heart is feel is your warm, let me get drunk, don't want to open your eyes and just want to like this lifetime don't wake up. So silly, let you do my hand bird, until the beauty also go down.
In the long long days looking back, the feeling that there is it's very kind of you. I can't help but in your arms move a few, you have no struggle, let I slept free of rush hair, and sleep in your strong take not open heart, to write all romantic. In the love of the bone marrow, have you took me by the hand and walk through the world of mortals, my whole life and no sorrow, one thousand years of waiting, are looking forward to your arrival fake oakley sunglasses, let love spread dye.

Tonight, repeated words, have different olden days, can't express my language, back to the original starting point in life. For as long as I looked up, there will be a shadow drifts in my sight, and sealed up all the lines. Roll up increased, a lick wounds, wet eyes, with thoughts do pen, you write in writing, and leave the eternal beauty. In the words of the multiple, the lingering heart, the wisps the tender feelings, lightly falls in your arms, be you the most glittering and translucent canthus drop.