Not lonely I do not know how to turn back the clock

The trip of the season, who is sad I'm not young? One heart, one inch rouchang, melting into the tragic past of the CI of the Tang dynasty.

Not lonely, I do not know how to turn back the clock? Lost hearts, I do not know friends of what parties they are present, but there's one for you at the end of my life? This life is doomed to spectrum a song for you, handle, and two faces. Romantic part of Fu, warmth in the dreams in the beautiful fireworks display was a fragile. Slightly magic sea, burying thousands of youth, but can't bury thousands of the tender regard.

High mountain flowing water, sound beyond. In, thousands of years ago, I accompany you to, after a thousand years, I care for you. Once quiet and elegant, there are only, Dim light of love still.Forever beautiful oath, tenderness, go into this world of dust. I'll dance with the wind, you were gone with the wind, only memories left in the figure. Across the broken bridge end, we now both are either, sad and depressed feeling or pain does not back the social graces.

If so, review for 500 years to scratch the shoulder at a time, I would like to, I belong to an oil lamp with Gu Fo, together with the Millennium, for-and I love you.

Flowers dependent, flowers don't discard phase. Solo finger who that, I like a flower slowly falling slightly, only by Cheng pulls you in with a smile, only to fly to, that very far, very beautiful, there is your place.