You are in my heart is a law, a forever irreplaceable strong point, will never again and any all to compare, this concept is an eternal law,
nuskin hong kong cannot be left to right, is the center point, the starting point for you in my hand, and on the extension is not an end, the absolute value of every point are absolute.
Burning hot summer fleeting, breeze arm in sorrow, falling water, bitter, waving goodbye the Kuo dry heat, but welcomed another JiQiu lovesickness. Deciduous, careless, lean on a railing to see geese word cool my solitary zero, dancing eyes of tears, blurred in the smoke, I miss you that tore heart pain in the heart, and there is no expression of the deep with sunset is elegant, only in the lonely wind Qin Yun, caresses softly, a paper tears that comes as ink, write down my thousands of acacia. Yi xian, heart rain, cool in the quiet night, light mood,
nu skin writing a paper in the world of mortals, the wind wave chardonnay later.
Writing ink, turned to tears, tears condensed, acacia rain, rain heartbroken, bowel around into a knot, interlocking, a buckle a hurt, the feelings of loneliness, hover is infinite, around all ache slightly miss, waiting for you in the light, once, a few silk cangmang, several degrees wounds cry. One song chords, shuttling between butterfly flower, blossom meimei notes are eternal yearning, tactfully, unmanned, acacia tear, fly with flowers, empty hang down, the heart has been broken, and a season of rebirth, count acacia exponentially, mottled deficiency, sad and painful heart, acacia purdah, an inch of sorrow of in the heart, heart is covered with the emotions of frost and dew, whisper, floral waning moon in the mirror, who is heartbroken stranded the fragrance that quarter?
Wounds completion is margin of flowers, flowers, the flowers bloom in the cycle of, would you appear in my eyes, parting, leisurely in the world of mortals, you is I can't lock scenery, distant time in deep, I hid a about waiting for the heart, flower not fall, autumn is cool, not for a month before the flower, the wind does not stop, the rain tick, a few JueQiu words in heart.
Trust in with the Windows autumn, expecting to thin the rain outside the window into moving the butterfly, flew into your lights decayed drunk in the dream, rubbing his leaf of sweet heart, tell me thinking of you, in that the dream of colorful petals, there are memories of joy, in teary ending this season, leaving traces of the wind and rain let it rain in the swirling, actors in acacia tears ideas. Thoughts dust dream wan flower dance, colorful butterfly fluttering heart breeze, red sleeve add fragrant, old song company, I was in you come, you don't come I still in, tianya, chi, remote valentine wish oft tea on Monday, melancholy this delusion, string on the imperfect, heart open for you, a single thin film, love for you to observe, a state of mind, and fill the eye socket, blown up in my heart, porch window dark solitary garden, moonlight shadow inclined implicit ground.
Past lives, you meet me in the way of reincarnation, that moment, I will remember your face, deeply engraved in belong to you and me on the afterlife softly; I encountered this life, you and I together in text sadness, glance, I in the tang poetry in the begging you will be looking at your shadow; dream belongs to you my watch in silence. The world of mortals have you, even if miss into the sea, I don't feel sorrow; The world of mortals have you, even if in an instant. I don't feel regret, always believe that the completion of the emotion of love even if zero mud ground dust, still the same, this life full of smoke, embroidered on the sleeve of the wind thick acacia red line, from now on, make me a flower, blossom on the edge of the season, the silent for you, waiting for you!
Suddenly, the changes in temperature, seasonal changeover heart also in midsummer's night, and eyes are already send the mob of early autumn, stretch hand to touch the disc out amount of yearning, acacia tears deep, tianya bitter far, a wisp of leaf fall the autumn wind. The patches of fallen leaves, and the east flow, is stranded soul too long? Wounds or autumn blues is easy to make? Old smile still can smile, the fallen petal sad sad day, flowers blossom thanked eventually helpless, lost also vain, next season's flowering, can you will stay for me, wait for me?
The window the autumn wind, Que clear word, the silence on condensed heartbroken, sitting on a cup of coffee table, miss you met from the empty and Ren Chun, the autumn passed; the flower flowers, that how much the pain hidden deep inside the HuaYin, only, will your shadow ran aground in the memory, a few season flower falls, wait for a few season, dim and the sadness was yan, leaving only a sigh, sad the city disappointed. QingJian years, sing a song, the music the end of time, as a breeze compared thoughts like fireworks bloomed, flying in the most beautiful wenheim, qing row boat, came a que poetry incense leisurely, with a wisp of qing long dream, light grip days as a time of flocculant, QingJian makeup dot elegant discourse, I remain.
Red lights, string sound pathetic, you shake off chapter I of flourishing in the residual words and you book, white with a bleak longing, one thousand lines of tears, aficionado, string, flowers fall, fall three thousand chi bound, a feeling flower, a flower was buried, a house fly, qing string low turn, alluringly in palm is this even, bright moon flow. Talking, alone in the middle of the tender opening, it is not regret this life, a song of acacia, how much the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, read dial a string of time, just to go to a oft tea to end the meeting.
Back in time, the butterfly dream you can, some gorgeous some melancholy, some paranoid some swing. If for a reunion, if read from, depicting the small language, words into ruin, and tasting a cup of fragrant teas, read a roll of the blessed one listen to a song to sing, the sadness, melting in the spring sunshine is the most beautiful on that day, I use the word corroborated that the trace of it, pieces of memories, such as residual leaves falling with the wind, falls on my shoulders, all in my eyes, picked up a memory, but can't afford to pick up the lost in thoughts in the wind, to the silhouette, frames in the years tassel, long, long.
Compose a QuYanLi love, the rest were pain, sleeping in that time, dim and hurt the soul, sad sound, pointed to start out, the rain butterfly lovers, specific residual dream, dawn a roll of brahman alone after, the period of storage of pain, inlaid harp is long, life is short, fragrant flowers, art is always lives, ending time YanMai painful wounds,
nu skin turning into scattered around sorrow, her tears, broken man im, lips red, rain brush wutong, tears wet her eyebrow, carmine, green rhyme butterfly lovers, the harp of ammunition, a song of acacia. Across the world of mortals, I hit a white, a little frown as snow, as long capsized, revolving around mountains to turn water, written in one thousand, just as you have a man gaze, with a simple mood to keep a promise, into your warm city, with each paragraph you have your time, may the word you are my legend, word you is I this life the same dependence, there is the company of your warm, weak water three thousand I only take a gourd ladle drink, want to enjoy your world, quiet read!
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