Late at night, everything was quiet fake oakley sunglasses , like the whole earth deep sleep in busy day people ah, at this time in the warm estimates have woli enjoying their dreams. Only I, only one person are lonely, walk in the YingYingChaoChao street, don't know what to do, just no purpose go down. Let the winter winds, relentless attack my skin, the whole body is a cold. Because the heart has been frozen, and is it more clothes to wear to the warm? The past into the mind constantly, and feel more lonely.

Once, you once said to me something I had long been word, but at that time I couldn't understand why, ACTS make you sad, tears, until disappointed. Wait until I see later, turned back to the crowd in 10000 looking for you, but why not you figure. The red spider lilies spread unendingly as, flower leaves to, YeZaiHua wu, the world the rest, never see each other again. That time, I understand, even back the tide, go back in time, also cannot heal a broken heart, because the pain was like stones on the general, the wind blew off, rain wash not to go, like we always exist in between rejects a filled with loving, can only across the abyss, looking at each other, but not to close, be together forever.

Leaves fall's heart, flower thank QingShang, we can never go back to before. How many times, you in my dreams appear in the, in the course of the mountains in Trinidad, a bubbling brook beneath the stream, a lush trees, on a hillside take three two cottage, only between you and me people live. Not the noise of the earth, and also have no secular disputes. See flowers bloom in the spring, the winter snow fluttering reward, aficionado flute, be the mountains, end the life. Something like this life, after what for? How, in the middle of the night in every time woke up, and found is still quite isolated, and you'll know is a dream, the quality has lost. Looking at the body of the moonlight in frost dopie, don't know so. Only dim and ecstasy, accompany in yourself.

Once, I tried to forget, reluctantly, lingering in heart of those QingSu, but more show clear. So I will wait, wait to let time dilute it all, wait until after the spring wave green green grass, wait until after the flower is welcome, wait until after the leaves are blown, wait until after the white snow, a cycle, until the rainy Mo spirit, heart hurt pain...