North city don't, in tertiary amber.
Love, fall fingertips, Qing Huan no longer. Who is the better lost to time, who is buried fingertip warm? I, or you? Binghuangmaluan, leaving only a paper stationery. Whether writing, dust full volume. The dust, that touch of the beginning of the amazing.
You tell me, have a care, called the suffocating pain.
Dependent changes in temperature, can not know. So, in the distant sea, I sleep alone. You disappeared in the youth passes as a fleeting wave., I'm not the one you like beauty. The morning bell and evening drum -- reminders to read, beam to three thousand hair, who scattered.
Looking back, the lights, she no longer. Spare a cool, light see kapok.
WL tactic, turned white coloured glaze nefarious.
In good years, rust became dust. A touch namely powder. Who gave me a solemn pledge of love promises, who is buried love in my life? I, or you? Stone, the bridge side, not really are. Open, touch your mouth away, tears wet skirt.
You told me, there is a love, destroyed you warm.
If love, how the three thousand prosperous? So, far-off regions, you go farther and farther. You fade but once the oath, one point one points out of your heart. The brow of joy, ran aground in the heart, do not miss.
Turn off the dust, youth, a. Looked up, eyes flowers.
East from the world, are home to open.
番茄夕陽 如果這是封情書，我永遠不會寄給你。 廊下聽雨 相思雨，念君 古井 幾塊錢 不一樣的人生，一樣的精彩 愛，一路走來——結婚二十五周年致先生 素時錦年，謝謝你的出現 看看總有好處PR
