If time not old, no, I can be a pure dream weaving to the beginning and end of the life? QingJian BaiShang flower, memory, I can be a bustling bloom in bright star? Exclusive is touched, melancholy, I can be a cool hover in the paradise of the self
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I am a lonely dancer in the spiritual world, feel that an unrivalled lonely desolate, in a world of carnival solo piece of mind wander, more walk more far, more and more light, I jumped out of a small, but eventually lost in the mood to the cold world of mortals.
That day, my attitude, in a sunflower in the sunshine to stand in eternity, alone but not lonely, charming but not turgid, affectionate look at the sky, cloud of light perception, experience the warmth of sunshine, fragmentary thoughts fly freely in the sunny sky, clears the prosperous left a light still keep time well, that day, I moved to a drop of tears, in the boundless in the clear on earth, that a drop of transparent lonely but not sad, is not color, slide the moment, the cleanse dust, flying heart, will be a tear in the rendering of charming and colorful fairy tale, let drift over the twinkling eyes, throughout life
alexander hera價錢.
A journey of pursuit of enlightenment, is not just a fable from a drop of tears. I'm just a drop of heritage of the sun, because of greed the world warm, lingering in the world of the fireworks every remaining keypad, cold grief in the end each city; I'm just a swimming fish, because infatuated with clear free, in the heaven of the sea after the hope gap, finally open the spread of the each place, salty taste. A man sitting on the diagonal of time, difficult to express emotions in general, don't read in the past, do not look to the future, clinging to the infatuated in plain and quiet, like, obsessed with
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Among ten million of people encounter is a desolate dream, in the busy hustle and bustle of the world of mortals stick is a dedication of love, how many times have that picture, the indestructible panic let me at a loss. How many times have, orbital condensate tears, that kind of helpless let me an awkward, but I still is so filled with passionate longing for the warm days, write down one after another fairy tale world, one after another under the earthly beauty as soon as possible. No smile, is a stranger, no tears, is a sincere touched, eyes closed, against the wind, cold, that is very warm
alexander hera價錢.
On the back of light penetration is real play outside, not conceal, no bondage, lightly that touches the soul of the dialogue, to relief the scene scene beautiful, pure color words sincerely, always hidden deep, deep, is the need to understand the eyes, the eyes of it. A shallow, but it can crash out in the world the most beautiful fireworks, the world's best love, is a kind of understand. Light feeling is sending out the scent of the ooze people heart, buildings FangHua, knead broken across the flower mind, wash the lead China, strewn at random the flowers on both sides of the bright and beautiful. I understand you, I really understand you, copy is like understand myself, you don't understand me, I don't blame you.
As long, some people gradually forgotten, some people leisurely, jing is colourful time, pain memories. Time flies, there are some drifting sink, warm meet, wet separation. Ah, eyes, the heart, forget myself. Go, stand back, lost heart, hurt yourself. The prosperous town of desolate seems to give me a/know, understand and know the mundane, see fireworks, understand the world of mortals, understand the feelings of the iii sb pull, understand the far ends of the earth, understand the artificial flowers, understand the dream dream outside the gap, but still didn't understand myself.
