Who did not think that the eyes of the seasons on the dyeing with downtown, the hint of a thin cloud in the sky, in the season when the cool breeze blowing gently diffuse-field, Miss crawls with February's window lattice.This is a warm feelings, there will always be filled to overflowing heart cups. Struck on February to undisciplined attitude of blowing in the breeze in the rain, at the time, visited countless mystery of dream in the heart of a quiet, I quietly ask myself, did much of the South?
Like the temperature in the light wind and drizzling rain season, likes to fly their own reflections. Used to take one thing reflections on several occasions but each time to think still have given the given the tension and excitement, as if he has the touch to those gorgeous real.
Spending falls into the arms of waiting as the Misty Rain in the South, deeply shallow wet with the fixed stare of eyelashes. In my heart I will never forget your smile for the first time, the smile used to balance my whole sky, night after night thinking, warm with my dream always to bring a ray of light. This is loving the review of past lives, full loaded with dark ink tint, SUMI Wei Zi Yao Huang, I quietly put your smile the ideas into their own hearts, since then, my eyes always reflected in a prime beauty of flowers to bloom.
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