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.