Spend ShuiYing, the month is blurred. A white woman walking to silence no one corner cheap oakleys, enjoy the night alone under the tranquility of the flower bed. Listen to lily blossom quietly when moist shallow sings loudly, drunk in floating hidden fragrance in the air. The wind blows, and of the hair in the air ripples spread. The dark eyes like a congested mountain spring, dizzy leave the filar silk ripple, wen wan soft and clear. The elegant quiet expression, better in light and with a sense of if if no sorrow. The exquisitely carved from the skin while lasting appeal. Not the mist, no clouds, but also can make life out of a disembodied from the feeling. The god of silent ruin, lotus water also since the shame, and as if all of noise are no longer there.

Thin wind swaying graceful and comely with the wind, static with move in the lean on the spring at the very sad. Make the light smoke of grass color, the sky like troubles will be dim, just who will by railing meaning? Give comfort, but this tender feelings like contains some of what other, her eyes was so deep. The lonely, language of running water, their long.

Trance watching the flowers that contain dew crank expression, similar to a day lilies, DaiLou consist, quietly and month of the natives in harmony. I liked, shaw was the frame to depict the poetic strong lily figure in the eyes of care with floating. "The leaf, flower is a variety of color; contains dew or droop from wind, when Yang chen-zun-shu." QingCiLiGou, sketch weak wipe, but show the lilies real interest and divine marrow, the outside indelicacy apply colours to a drawing it free from vulgarity, reserved reservation temperament. Holy picture, in his eyes, while the disappeared.

The lilies of the XiuYi quietly elegant, pure and fresh quietly elegant foakleys  , truly opened quietly. Enron JingMei of LiuYun, put her into a state of general picturesque. People with the flower stared at each other, and admired, whisper words of admiration, looking for each other's shadow. The simple but elegant on fai, such as wet with the dew her small ROM unlined upper garment, light faint scent as if from within LuoQun elegant and out, let a person can't help discredited, is it possible that she is present "cloud and the fairy".

The inherent and refined, the distinctive nobility is elegant, the rather melancholy and do not break the sickly cold eyes, if out of the fairy dust, showing no palpitations, don't ask ChenShi. Snow and ice face hides his heart like fire, coldly seems to be refused in miles away. Gently picture of pure beauty, the but again let a person do not give birth to how much sense of love, let numerous pieces mesmerise admirers can only far view and not Xie how play, so cold summer home in March in June. As plant will not fade of delicate and charming lilies left blooming alone. And who knows, that the lonesome persistent, the silent waiting, waiting for how to the height of love? Look for life, cold hearts, not in my mind.

In fact, the beautiful lilies and not pie-in-the-sky "and. When her rangers from the side pass by, she is still open for people with no quietly. When he was alone on the path of, the smile think of her. She knows she has quietly in the open his mind. His heart, is a place of faint deep ravine, listen to her sing in clusters are shallow, got pulled out the bent her feelings, for my love for her, to watch her lonely soul and touched the deep-rooted and beautiful ornate sadness.

In the evening breeze, ignorant? However, also? BanEr hold BanEr, together hold phase, picked up everywhere films programme. Her in his arms intoxicated, all the dreams of love. Blindly in love with no spines also didn't have horns damage her beauty. He silently deactivated her injury shadow, her clear tears, eyes were full of quietly elegant and lily tender feelings. The white girl, the tender feelings up, through the world of mortals disturbance, down through the beauties of spring, green in the story of the little dust, the precipitation is persistent and waiting for. The sound of the young, the clean lily, stopped at the youth of the volume of the page.

I know the act, refers to my sorrow, I wonder if I act, refers to what I ask for? Meet, who know each other, love, whether in a beautiful mistake. A flower KanShe straight must fold dopie, don't stay no flower empty folding branches.