Who was beating the window lattice, then locked the door, "Squeaky" tell no one can understand the mind. Who is standing in a window, lights in the distance coming to an end, bouquets, and nobody to sniff, it's just an empty city. Only whispering window woman own heart language.
Ink and paper, relieving a water tender letterhead, have great expectations but don't know who knows? Heart like a simple but elegant Lotus Flower, opened in the blue water and Yingying's Lake. Miss, like a dark red maple leaves, falling in the falling flocculation of leisure. Lonely wind knocking dreams, endless love slowly gone with the wind, falling dream deep, and who faces in his dreams.
Nearby, who lit up the lonely Fireworks, who is on whose name was written in the smoke, who is it who is sucked into the lungs, in order to keep her away from the heart only recently. Who is in the smoke stuff around in tears, sad whisper of the heart of the town.
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