I only think of you at this time because I had no other choice

Only lonely moments before I think of you, never see you smile, time flies, in the last days of anxious waiting, never ending days.

I only think of you at this time, because I had no other choice. Still thinking of you, thinking of the past is not all wrong. If everything is wrong, let one wrong until the next end.

Thought about it many times with you, watching the Sunrise morning sun, scenery infinite, hand in hand with love, with you in love, life without regrets.

Your flower to phase one, He plays, you deliberately leaving the pain in my heart. Now that give me happiness, not acceptance is just a piece of empty promises.

Although people tend to eventually separate reasons

When we are born into this world, light of light, now is also a light walk. No matter how strong the enemy love love, who had been tear, there have been injuries. Once my friend dialog, one asks, "how many people you have loved? "Another replied," I was paid every a relationship of true love, how many affair, to have a sincere love of many people. "Yes, for love, not paying true love, how can we reap the true love.

Although people tend to eventually separate reasons are because of incompatibility of temperament, due to no common language, but in fact the run-in period between people is the need for a long time. After all, are two completely different backgrounds live together, a family again, this is not an easy thing. Both say, the best in the world of dust three words I love you, but together. Wait until the old, and the two mutually dependent, memories in Yung Shue Tau Ha, letting the sun shine, and two he is shining with smiles, and that's the best scenario.

Autumn couples generally have one thing in common, if that is the first party to return, then the other side it is too soon. May be the perennial reasons, sad after the sudden loss of his wife, or something is wrong with their bodies had been more or less, under a series of combat, trailing off. Sometimes white-haired, envy of others.This because all human beings are mortal, such as double-dwelling Li Ying won ' t you die, it not a pleasure for Subing.

A young face to return to Ridge

Back to the old House, in a rain soaked

Village of smoke, Ashen laughs as the midday sun

As light as possible on the House. Memory unscrewed the faucet

Childhood on the Mai Mang spewing fragrant

Wake up in the many details in the small fish in the pond

A young face to return to Ridge

The scene is not in a strange, a frog

Deep concentration and sing to me cautiously sth

Little brother can't bear to call me back

Cry of crickets is covered by cattle, Oh, village

My grandfather's village, in a retreat, new building

Beautiful than the city, and now fields empty and desolate

This time from blocking pain in my heart

Cement instead of straight bending of village road

Only a pond reeds swayed on the year that month

After you received a letter from your classmates

When I was in College, I in Zhengzhou, Wuhan you, and I didn't seem to be very busy, there is always a lot of letters to write, but never about your message. Until one day, you say you want to introduce you to my girlfriend, I didn't start with a letter from afar you frequent. Dang you with students appeared in I before of when, I was you students of pretty and lovely deep attracted, torrent variable of shutter, straightforward simply also began has shy, I with you together to bleach had has from days and to of Yellow River, worship brave has bred has we ancestors of Yellow River mother like Hou, I open has I of heart, began on you students writing bouquets of love song, I didn't note to, you of look variable of slipped and lonely.

After you received a letter from your classmates, full of I love Chien origami cranes will never come back, proud and arrogant I can't stand this cold, then finish writing and then did not use words to express my infatuation.Then you tell me, are you blocking us all paper has cut my thoughts and your classmates to each other. I first and then by the cycle of years, and was so impressed by good intentions to you mind. Attachment to me when I see you every night, I was completely disarmed by you.

Then you have not graduated from college I had early on into the society, you're always on the weekends when trouble came from distant Wuhan, help me to fix my messy house and muddy, the room was full of you smell fragrant and continuous care. You make me really get the sweetness of first love and the suffering of love, in countless nights, cold phone we feel warm to each other. House near all IP phones, figure I have a long and loving preacher, every time I see the box dianhuacika collection, hearts will be blinking tears of you don't care.

There was a song suitable for listening

There was a song suitable for listening, no matter how you use your heart to sing, it is so ridiculous. It's like, some of the stories from others out of his mouth, always listener rouchang hundred knots. Replaced themselves by saying, even if the long sigh, others had open disdain of the State.

There is a person, when you give up for her the whole world, you are unable to her heart. She would have in front of others had nothing, also refused to pay for your point really.

Dream always wouldn't be practical, in order to achieve, the dream is always ruined. In many cases, what you will find that last a lifetime pursuit, it is worthless. Ridiculous, often are the most precious things we use to go back into the most useless things. And always the wishful thinking of the world is wrong, only they are right. Sadly, if the world is wrong, they are right and what's going on SEO

Always like with a flower flower to engraved after life

Subing has a crush on long before midnight, then later I like quiet midnight fantasy you touched my hand warm, I believe, good things will happen, and my thoughts are also with the orientation of your language, as experienced South wind haze all go, my heart is so soft and very soft.

Always like with a flower flower to engraved afterlife of memory, in I of dream in that is you of face, I wanted to, afterlife of this flower flower will will in Jiangnan shore of first field rain in the quietly for I bloom, that slipped Yu petals Xia of drizzle is we Acacia of tears, that moment, kingsing of bright will will in I of heart firmly of was hold down. Then, it's a beautiful time, like in my heart like trickle gently move about.

From here, in this connection, spent at the turn of that with the fixed stare, a centerless promised, in this connection, banished all the happiness. When you see the first drops of rain fell on the land and soon wore off when I know, this must be something in them hide something heavier than thoughts a little, but it must be lighter than in the end you find the answers.

This winter but distant feelings like falling snow

This winter, but distant feelings like falling snow that was blocked in a song, dancing, dancing, waiting for a lovelook eyes get missing pair of gloss.

Leaning January sunshine remembers huashi naphthalin meat out of the window of the past, old Moonlight package wearing much of that time, lost in the warmth of the wind. In a season where I began to quietly wrote a number of happy days, full, happy making love in the heart of the full effect of Kam and this Lonelyness that s. The a restless voice like a touch of sadness midnight splashed in the eyes of my wet.

There was a time, my heart along the edges of the distance searching for something to placate their emotional gap. Then I found this looking for maybe will never find the answer, like the phantom ourselves in the hands of two life time slowly flowing.

I to youth of heart pinch into Phillips

Who of ideal, was time wounded, fell into a to yellow, yellow of blueye book, said of forever is sunk of across, bag in of dream, wakes up sleep to are worried long, 2.1 line School of road light, to Moon are sub Shang pleased of growth, who stepped on woke up dark in alone of looks like who of Qing lamp with a paper jiuchang, silence night lit does not sleep of spark, illuminated long Xuehai journey, April of rain knock spring died of window, bit cemented past, virulent of had took what cheers, campus in of story surge with eyes.

I to youth of heart, pinch into Phillips of looks like, in boundless of time in, spell into I ideal of shape, dang green of Teng vines, climbing out mottled of walls, through light of eye, smell to has Phillips of fragrance, dawn of Sun let we heavy picked up past in of strong, siege inside and outside the everyone are in for we applause, night as water sub cloth Xia unlimited star, I look star wild and you of heart is Department full melancholy, long full sad beautiful of child live, vision as silk as winding live must star students of heart, on late to of yearning for I quietly stares at, way forward.

Purple wiped contamination sky sunset of rays

Purple wiped contamination sky sunset of rays of, months shadow stack according to sunset Enron West Xia, falls flocculation Tiger Qi total v Isshiki, more than fai Qing according to round earthly of noisy, subtle of light gorgeous of to who that map do, alternating reincarnation of seasons, Enron staged sad of episodes, romantic of myth, eventually one beautiful but evanescent dreams, walked eyebrow between of falls red, along of scenery sprinkled full anxious of pain, stubborn Jiang forward of footsteps, stepped on mess Montreal of fragmented, mouth edge struggling of smile, turned Hou is forget said goodbye, book mountain has road forget has home,We study his youth as a boat, a paper of sad, etched into Han Chuang oath.

Pure lock and lengthens the time, but can't lock together time, forest flower Thanks red spring, is in a rush, used when past events into clouds, when the eye is indifferent, who brought the campus? When goodbye to sadness, when the hug is uneasy, with a faint smile seems better than all of the language. Familiar to the memory of innocent smile, already used to worry about, inevitable us perception that graduates of the Declaration. Our wings of, far sky high road He Qi difficult rostrum figure, neighbor to you, so resolutely turn and when to leave, had too much of a romantic, only our most real sad, and spring flowers, or eyes already wangchuan, who knew who was missing in silence? Either no longer reproduce yesterday, life became more prosaic, too much is too much of the story with the wind, just like in life, you got me through a ride, but I waited a lifetime for you and for subing.

A few dreams of white lilies in the fall of the circulation

A few dreams of white lilies in the fall of the circulation, love in the fall, the dream will wither in the autumn. Lilies fade fragrant, cold winter is coming. The wild lily flower, quietly and soul dreams around the sorrow, talk to the vast sky, the wind gently weep, wind waves wild lilies last affair, as mad as a blame, led by the people rouchang.

Endless fields, empty, moved into the eye is just a land of barren and desolate. Desolate emptiness of heart, that was lost after the fruit of a pain in your heart, Ocean State, covered with shattered bumps so hard in the world, a fragile heart and stand up to storms.

Scene brings back memories of the reason, at this point in mind, heavy raindrops unlimited sentimental. A person's life can get such a situation, gain and loss of loss, over and over, are sown in the spring of hope, will eventually run rolling cycle of escape out of the world, autumn is coming, although in the autumn harvest the fruit of joy, but left after harvesting of land that is desolate and having all sorts of people, are past.

That year rain scenes in my mind treasures

That year rain scenes in my mind treasures, a missing seal let me into the flowers wither season. Remember that lean into the wind leaves leaves withered, swaying branches all over heavy attachment, aimlessly floating in the air, filled with loneliness and yearning in the various thoughts.

Rain, a thin soft became a tinge of melancholy, were few and far between generative forces ammonia atmosphere, fold a withered dream, pounded the sad road, quietly slipped in the dust, and into the boundless land. A rugged trail, winding between the rustic, road surface muddy area falls, along the direction of muddy, I gaze into the distance quietly extend, blank eyes, do not know your looking for something.

The fall is a busy fall season, roadside grasses has lost its vitality, green leaves have been falling in the Red dust, leaving the remnants of the stem also left behind in the rustle of the wind, which is stand for life, that is loss of hope, perhaps wishing to wait in silence with seo.

About those memories of youth too much is too much

About those memories of youth, too much is too much to recall and sad. Tell yourself no longer haunted those who cut sorted mess of past memories Subing. Those years many and diverse past and sentimental, leads people entangled in mind. Overlooking the Afar and constantly remind yourself alone, do not go down, it should be big step forward, out of doors of dusty memory, erase those flowing in the life of love and hate. However, some memories, some good, some scars, not forget to forget, said stranded can run aground. Different ways, and must not: different routes. You turn blue in the corner, I'll wander over the forehead. The Convention was ultimately unable to achieve dreams, or my own wishful thinking to hope for?

Hold your smile in my heart, bright afternoon sun, who urge to sleep in your gentle eyes, think more that day, I sleep like a kitten in your arms. Think more, do you smoke, your tenderness I lit, I'll still there right by your side; to think more, you'll be gently with my lips, my tears of happiness in your fingers touching sth Regardless of how the world transform vicissitudes, so long as life with you, I feel life is colorful, happy.

Rain a thin soft became a tinge of melancholy

That year rain scenes in my mind treasures, a missing seal let me into the flowers wither season. Remember that lean into the wind leaves leaves withered, swaying branches all over heavy attachment, aimlessly floating in the air, filled with loneliness and yearning in the various thoughts.

Rain, a thin soft became a tinge of melancholy, were few and far between generative forces ammonia atmosphere, fold a withered dream, pounded the sad road, quietly slipped in the dust, and into the boundless land. A rugged trail, winding between the rustic, road surface muddy area falls, along the direction of muddy, I gaze into the distance quietly extend, blank eyes, do not know your looking for something.

The fall is a busy fall season, roadside grasses has lost its vitality, green leaves have been falling in the Red dust, leaving the remnants of the stem also left behind in the rustle of the wind, which is stand for life, that is loss of hope, perhaps wishing to wait in silence.

A few dreams of white lilies in the fall of the circulation, love in the fall, the dream will wither in the autumn. Lilies fade fragrant, cold winter is coming. The wild lily flower, quietly and soul dreams around the sorrow, talk to the vast sky, the wind gently weep, wind waves wild lilies last affair, as mad as a blame, led by the people rouchang Subing.

In fact the autumn there is love love leaves come into deep mud

In fact, the autumn there is love, love leaves come into deep mud, I use the ups and downs of this life, amidst the bustling, moisten the afterlife you blooming flowers. Autumn is also there is love, love the new arrival in the autumn wind, I used blown displeased with yellow foliage power, let you hide in the heart of that a little tenderness into the completely dissipate into the atmosphere. Autumn is also there is love, love in the rhythm of the rain, I used a moral of drops of cold, wash your soul the depths of solitude and desolation.

Love is a poem, rhythm of the poem in the cycle delay flowing in breezing to the four seasons, but autumn is the season a lonely, love in the line of intentionally or unintentionally overflows a plume of blue.

The depth of life, is gratitude. The depth of love and is Takin. The depth of my happiness, that is, both in this world, and you met, fell in love, stay, forever, and be joyous feeling each other's lives more exciting, let ordinary time overflows the color of love.

Autumn life love in a world so do not go through the same

Autumn, life, love in a world so do not go through the same storm. Meet in a poetic and picturesque places, and in appreciation of each other in the eyes of love, loving each other's beauty, touching each other's attachment, you made one in ancient times, to me, I ll make a forevermore and similar hand in hand with life, love life, will never part.

However It never rains but it pours, beautiful to the extreme is a damage for life. Season of blooming flowers also have withered, the full moon also has a dark side, a long time to get along with, in beautiful love when tired.The evergreen tree of love will only grow in false dreams, reality of love, is always accepting baptism of wind and rain, somewhat inadvertently, would hurt hidden deep inside the little-known to each other pain, love flowers may wither, wither.

Blending of mind and heart, are inscribed on the boat, fruit of love is placed in it, need two hearts help each other when both are in humble circumstances in the years water shake, and you are me, my heart you, intertwined attachment stripping a hit in the power of love. If so, no matter how much earthly storm, how urgent is the flowing water, love boat will be smooth sailing, will not be met easily when shoals of stranded.

A sound barking at of dog called surprised ran

Misty haze in the chimney seep, lingering in the wide spaces, had dimly reflected in the fundus, longing for warmth and yearning, the courtyard stands a solitary Lantern rod, swaying in the wind, in which case it may be looking forward to the coming of the new year, need festive red rendering. Perhaps at this time of red light in one of our suspension. I think so!

Low next to the dog's Kennel, watching dogs sat morning exercise, from time to time to lick their remaining rice bowls of ice, because it haven't adjusted to winter cold, get up and stretch a stretch, kept spinning around the Wo edge, maybe it also needs to warm up the cold of the night, then look into the eyes of the world was eager to have a big breakfast. Poultry are raised foot run Chase to, experience the calm of winter mornings.

A sound barking at of dog called, surprised ran has home chicken home goose, moments scattered bujianzongying, yard outside came carbazole carbazole of stepped on snow sound, original is early to sold tofu of father back has, he hand in took with whip, led with home of donkey, that white of snowflake falls full he solid of double shoulder, that warm of thick of dog skin Hat Xia a Zhang simple simple of face, eyebrows and beard Shang also knot Shang has thick thick of frostwork, a Flash a Flash, as of dazzling and love.

North wind wanton of detach with winter of pride

North wind wanton of detach with winter of pride, silent of snow Yingying yunluo in broad of in North Xinjiang, like fairy in Yang sprinkled sky of jewelry, giving Earth most affectionately of embrace, crisp of poplars in wind in the stubborn of stands, completely regardless of winter of cold and North wind of restaurant evil, bare of trunk in accept Snowflake of Kiss, winter of Sun has to rime dress up of as gems as bright dazzling, like bonfires display, show in room a cannot contemplating the of aperture, as of mystery and beautiful.

Little village, with simplicity and beauty of the ordinary, low under the snow-covered farmhouse, remained quiet and peace, one quiet old man sitting in the warm heat of experience on the warmer end of a Kang micro from the cold of winter.

Fence small courtyard without green foil, quiet and in the courtyard, a Director of snow piled up in corners, under the low roof, and no busy figure masked under the heavy snow, a string of red pepper, quietly hang on the walls on either side of the door, so hot, have given winter scenery of a color. Dried maize are also woven into a spiral braid, golden body Halo that also appear on snow, pleased with mature charm and harvest.

Vast emotions around but love it rough

Meet in the Red dust of this life, was I at the time of the tunnels in tossed thousands of years of perpetual hope.May be God to you intensively caring, ever owed on your love, I doubled the reimbursement in this life. Your beauty and kindness in my life, I know, I used the social graces and true love, dress up the static sealing and this Lonelyness that s.

Vast emotions around but love it rough, pale night, swaying the total Time and tide wait for no man, the Phantom, my heart collection better, better aspiration always walked past I often. So, love is pain, heart, love quietly changed to work in the water, I am also a hero look, silly sad, feeling.

Love is like a drop there was sunshine, Miss close quietly on the way, a little lonely on the attack on the heart, a sadness fell on the heart. A lonely heart, hovering lights coming to an end the end of the harvest of regrets, harvesting the vicissitudes, harvesting the aimless melancholy.

Who that passing water was soon over and the year

Who that passing water was soon over and the year. Rush, time will come past disappears in the clouds, floating in the wind, with scattered rain, such as residual pieces missing, Senhyaku slightly muffled light, one stares at the fascia, is the heart of who, whose beauty is thin?

Thick Miss, such as the early flowers, sweet emotions, warm heart. The flowers are so beautiful that the extreme, let me in Shana dreams will also find your smile. Miss whispered dreams, a hint of whisper, wandering about who the social graces and making love?

Faint in the months and years often stranded long yearning, shallow thoughts, between loving love. Where snow all over the season, I stir waiting for drapery, rings of flowers blooming fall bloom day, unintentionally scattered in tears, I still look back on a thread of deep attachment.

A hit, messy in the time of the sound of wind and rain, wandering the night sky, a light scent of memories, or without a stop in you my heart. Duanhun bridge, you and I are not bear affectionately call each other, in a vast sea of people, we finally recognize each other's faces.

Meeting that autumn we met in the crowd

Meet you at that moment, you walked into my heart, had never left. Has been like watching you smile, didn't expect that in your eyes, not too many have too much eye contact with you, because at that moment I was afraid of exposing my imperfect in front of your face. Gradually got used to just quietly watching you, stand behind you, every time you go, shout aloud for you.

Meeting that autumn we met, in the crowd, we're just friends, maybe for you was one of the more familiar passer-by, but I still like always appears in your sight, eager to get your opinion. However, we are different people in the world, this life we are destined to different roles in the world, will eventually become each other's lives that one of the many passerby.

Heart city if not empty hearts are boundless

Rain is charm and also walked around in time. Until the forest is full of fruit also, autumn flow there is a deep, cedar covered sections of scars, staring eyes, dumb Tong by blight in silence. Suck a whole leaves of summer sunshine, finally exposed to full sun condition, yellow, the red maple leaf of Ginkgo, drunk like wine was raging. Bean particles hit the rain falls, covered the floor, bright finish washing, as in suihua amber built the entire road. Cheeky earthworm said of a young bamboo shoot etc, lay roads were swollen by rain soaked – blamed the rain is too dense, so they had suffocated, dispersion of air is cool, or maybe just to enjoy it straightforward. Rain fog worse, Jinan caught the Sun a stubborn reluctance to fade, and the Sun flares a little rain, water droplets are too big to fog, see Rainbow, but broke into billowy rays, disseminated to cloud-free number, against drunk old man in her arms.

Autumn in Jinan, rainy day, fall down to the color I see pomegranate tree to fell butt mud, cracked mouths smiling--it's nice being a crime. In the autumn of Jinan, Sun days ahead without nostalgia, clear sky ahead is still long, can only at this time, plum wine, osmanthus, lane neighborhood outside, in front of the House after House, gate temple walls. Baby the rain, xianggu without words, only heard heart empty sound of footsteps sound.

Heart city, if not empty, hearts are boundless Showcase woke up was, how to take subing!