2014年01月22日
The flower falls silent
Inadvertently, the time has gone too far, I quietly looked at blooming white orchid, holy, elegant, full of vitality. Pure exquisite petals, fluttering down, my heart burst of pity, the good is so short, fleeting?
Bloom time is good, down is so sorry! Flowers are falling silently, I think her soul is immortal, immortal, aromatic over soul still, and be reborn again!preamp
Light up scattered petals, but was far, plump and white petals, charm dwells. See the flowers, will think of Daiyu. A different kind of induced arise spontaneously, the classic "a dream of Red Mansions" interpretation of life philosophy. There is a be filled with a thousand regrets emotional story, I put the petals gently in the palm, gently intoxicated in the faint fragrance of flowers, I put her between pages into a white butterfly, sleeping in the book!
The flowers fall, still charming, scattered petals, leaves, lush. Peach pear apricot petals falling in the wind dance, mellow fruit good; petals Qiushi, in order to better dedication. The flower falls is a process, the holy flower show, don't miss the spring breeze, don't indulge in Lark singing tactfully, dashing into the embrace of the earth, no regrets. Without her, rich fruit will not have the summer and autumn of prosperity!
Flower Speechless, is full of infinite vitality, the fragrance of the meteorite, soul swing our world, a wisp of wind scattered, rise directly to a high position nine days!Solar panel assembly
Falling silent, yard deep, a cup of tea, fragrance overflowing; fingers around the fleeting time, meditation roll back and forth, some melancholy, how many lonely.
A few of the dream fly dance, orchid lean on a railing, many vows, all for the interpretation of the faint aroma, like silent night ink, as calm as water, everything is so quiet and graceful.
The flower falls silent, subtle fragrance, drunk breeze month, gurgling streams, overflowing flower Fang, Shu Xiuying fragrance, gently.
Cloud around the mountain, forest green to drop, long Qing melodious flute. The misty rain diffuse light brush, ink and escape the subtle fragrance surplus. Fragrance boat blue swing ripples. This side of the other side to shore up, dream drunk laughing. Like the beauty of the picturesque Jiangnan region of rivers and lakes, cartoon!
Xin wind breeze, mind the fishes happy, amidst the ink flow out of the window, the rain silk. Dream like fly light dance, Nabi articles heart poetry pian. The Moon Orchid, elegant and poetic light with each other.
The flower falls silent, stroll along the pond river, quiet and secluded curtain, water overflow Qingbo, sweet dance on beauty, you Qu Dang he fang. An intoxicating fragrance refreshing, indulge in the fragrance in mosey.........
The flower falls silent, perhaps the desire, leaving the impression, lonely and melancholy in the way of the heart, with the heartstrings toggle melodious light string, played a sound; the soul upward, curved leisurely echoing, memory like smoke gently released into the atmosphere, the passage of time, a book, a few degrees of melancholy, not broken beautiful dreams.You don't know the basic knowledge of DVD navigation
Spend gently fly, fly fly, soul dancing the red neon. The sky Occasionally radiant rainbow; deep with orchid blade with jasmine, old time light passes, the tears dye cochineal rain, acacia is hazy.
The flower falls silent, some sense of loss; how many lonely, either by looking back quietly and the heart of the tacit understanding, depicts the heart flowing light of hope -- my dream.
Bloom time is good, down is so sorry! Flowers are falling silently, I think her soul is immortal, immortal, aromatic over soul still, and be reborn again!preamp
Light up scattered petals, but was far, plump and white petals, charm dwells. See the flowers, will think of Daiyu. A different kind of induced arise spontaneously, the classic "a dream of Red Mansions" interpretation of life philosophy. There is a be filled with a thousand regrets emotional story, I put the petals gently in the palm, gently intoxicated in the faint fragrance of flowers, I put her between pages into a white butterfly, sleeping in the book!
The flowers fall, still charming, scattered petals, leaves, lush. Peach pear apricot petals falling in the wind dance, mellow fruit good; petals Qiushi, in order to better dedication. The flower falls is a process, the holy flower show, don't miss the spring breeze, don't indulge in Lark singing tactfully, dashing into the embrace of the earth, no regrets. Without her, rich fruit will not have the summer and autumn of prosperity!
Flower Speechless, is full of infinite vitality, the fragrance of the meteorite, soul swing our world, a wisp of wind scattered, rise directly to a high position nine days!Solar panel assembly
Falling silent, yard deep, a cup of tea, fragrance overflowing; fingers around the fleeting time, meditation roll back and forth, some melancholy, how many lonely.
A few of the dream fly dance, orchid lean on a railing, many vows, all for the interpretation of the faint aroma, like silent night ink, as calm as water, everything is so quiet and graceful.
The flower falls silent, subtle fragrance, drunk breeze month, gurgling streams, overflowing flower Fang, Shu Xiuying fragrance, gently.
Cloud around the mountain, forest green to drop, long Qing melodious flute. The misty rain diffuse light brush, ink and escape the subtle fragrance surplus. Fragrance boat blue swing ripples. This side of the other side to shore up, dream drunk laughing. Like the beauty of the picturesque Jiangnan region of rivers and lakes, cartoon!
Xin wind breeze, mind the fishes happy, amidst the ink flow out of the window, the rain silk. Dream like fly light dance, Nabi articles heart poetry pian. The Moon Orchid, elegant and poetic light with each other.
The flower falls silent, stroll along the pond river, quiet and secluded curtain, water overflow Qingbo, sweet dance on beauty, you Qu Dang he fang. An intoxicating fragrance refreshing, indulge in the fragrance in mosey.........
The flower falls silent, perhaps the desire, leaving the impression, lonely and melancholy in the way of the heart, with the heartstrings toggle melodious light string, played a sound; the soul upward, curved leisurely echoing, memory like smoke gently released into the atmosphere, the passage of time, a book, a few degrees of melancholy, not broken beautiful dreams.You don't know the basic knowledge of DVD navigation
Spend gently fly, fly fly, soul dancing the red neon. The sky Occasionally radiant rainbow; deep with orchid blade with jasmine, old time light passes, the tears dye cochineal rain, acacia is hazy.
The flower falls silent, some sense of loss; how many lonely, either by looking back quietly and the heart of the tacit understanding, depicts the heart flowing light of hope -- my dream.
2014年01月15日
Desolate in the most beautiful years
Time flies, who stopped at the old days of the story has been years to erosion, buried in the long history of the years. Wasting away; years static good, cut a piece of time,usb dac write a letter paper years Chinese dream. Even when the world falls off the dust. The ferry to sit, time to do the paper, the recall pen. Express a sunny, warm a meet
Time went by., take away is once the flower in the sugary words, left is the drinking alone under the moon low sigh sing; Zhan wine glasses. Moon, Xiaokan prosperous wine; a dream will become empty, speechless low sigh tears from falling. Why love meet but two two world, their horizon. Leave the person alone and acacia. Desolate in the most beautiful years, even though I have many way to you but always can't reach your destination, the world of mortals HKUE DSE, and namely the vicissitudes of life. Leave the tears, gradually dissipated, stung by the dream of flowers, hidden to the end. In those years, we all have a dream, has the dream, the hearts of the rigid, have bitterness and pain; love a person is worth loving her. Always thought that, everything is worth. Suddenly, the lights, but had not initially waiting, prosperous dream, will have to leave.
Those who dream of those years, the years of transmigration, the. Then a happy once already in the memory of the color, in the years of change, such as the yellow leaves; how do I pick up the broken dreams. Forget the world of heavy, light not of years. With the past sorrow, shuttle heart in tears flow into the river, the fish read for seven seconds, and the world will have already had become a indelible memory dried scars in my heart. In those years, those dreams I how to write down this sour with a pen.
The flowers ceased to branches and leaves hong kong company formation , the years no longer had people. Looking back at the past, is a mirage, insubstantial objects; at once, is empty. The other side sit flower, keep a flower, the life cycle, the downtown retreat, still with you altogether goes to an enduring as the universe. Those who dream of those years, smoke, as before, like a dream;, Huan; shallow buried deep in the memory of the deep, in the passage of time river changed into never interleaved with loneliness and solitude. In the years of the glass lamp, become a thing of the past. Cannot bear to think of the past of the old. In the painting ink fleeting barren, full of affectionate reason is shallow and pathos bond. Dream of love is still three thousand, grief at separation and joy in union not moving load. Many of the world of mortals traveler. Now can have a few people? Life is a dream, the silent. He is so sad. The white dress youth makeup woman, now where?
You listen to the depths of red dust, once the exchange solemn vows and pledges say every word valuable, in those years, those dreams. Why have the final song of stroking strings, must be empty. Leave the scene still, be moved by what one sees. The bustling vows after all enemy nevertheless time. To the passage of time wandering in the dream, full of years of wind. Static memory of those years, those dreams. As time passes, covering the past, but disrupted the misty rain, put down little red painted in the spring and autumn. In the passing of time, the interpretation of a field of grief at separation and joy in Union, lost memories, very many people. The scattered fragments, those beautiful oath drop one, how should I pick up; the broken memories still Xiaosheng mellowed, dance like flying. Speechless, only monopoly. Acacia 1000 years, hope not to wear eye shadow with Acacia Pavilion, Jun, confidante when return?
Years of pale, crazy love, in those years, those dreams are in the midnight when, dream soul around? He spend, spend but speechless, Shaohua burial, where dreams? Laugh at the world, and other crazy he
Time went by., take away is once the flower in the sugary words, left is the drinking alone under the moon low sigh sing; Zhan wine glasses. Moon, Xiaokan prosperous wine; a dream will become empty, speechless low sigh tears from falling. Why love meet but two two world, their horizon. Leave the person alone and acacia. Desolate in the most beautiful years, even though I have many way to you but always can't reach your destination, the world of mortals HKUE DSE, and namely the vicissitudes of life. Leave the tears, gradually dissipated, stung by the dream of flowers, hidden to the end. In those years, we all have a dream, has the dream, the hearts of the rigid, have bitterness and pain; love a person is worth loving her. Always thought that, everything is worth. Suddenly, the lights, but had not initially waiting, prosperous dream, will have to leave.
Those who dream of those years, the years of transmigration, the. Then a happy once already in the memory of the color, in the years of change, such as the yellow leaves; how do I pick up the broken dreams. Forget the world of heavy, light not of years. With the past sorrow, shuttle heart in tears flow into the river, the fish read for seven seconds, and the world will have already had become a indelible memory dried scars in my heart. In those years, those dreams I how to write down this sour with a pen.
The flowers ceased to branches and leaves hong kong company formation , the years no longer had people. Looking back at the past, is a mirage, insubstantial objects; at once, is empty. The other side sit flower, keep a flower, the life cycle, the downtown retreat, still with you altogether goes to an enduring as the universe. Those who dream of those years, smoke, as before, like a dream;, Huan; shallow buried deep in the memory of the deep, in the passage of time river changed into never interleaved with loneliness and solitude. In the years of the glass lamp, become a thing of the past. Cannot bear to think of the past of the old. In the painting ink fleeting barren, full of affectionate reason is shallow and pathos bond. Dream of love is still three thousand, grief at separation and joy in union not moving load. Many of the world of mortals traveler. Now can have a few people? Life is a dream, the silent. He is so sad. The white dress youth makeup woman, now where?
You listen to the depths of red dust, once the exchange solemn vows and pledges say every word valuable, in those years, those dreams. Why have the final song of stroking strings, must be empty. Leave the scene still, be moved by what one sees. The bustling vows after all enemy nevertheless time. To the passage of time wandering in the dream, full of years of wind. Static memory of those years, those dreams. As time passes, covering the past, but disrupted the misty rain, put down little red painted in the spring and autumn. In the passing of time, the interpretation of a field of grief at separation and joy in Union, lost memories, very many people. The scattered fragments, those beautiful oath drop one, how should I pick up; the broken memories still Xiaosheng mellowed, dance like flying. Speechless, only monopoly. Acacia 1000 years, hope not to wear eye shadow with Acacia Pavilion, Jun, confidante when return?
Years of pale, crazy love, in those years, those dreams are in the midnight when, dream soul around? He spend, spend but speechless, Shaohua burial, where dreams? Laugh at the world, and other crazy he
2014年01月15日
Who gives me a walk forget the warmth
Time is like a sanding the angular Jie Ao, is more like a soul to dominate, a little bit of nibbled away at once, a little bit of change now, until one day to discover and once that he is so lose one's beyond recognition, only know the growth of the price, or the life of frustration, once so fling caution to the winds to fling caution to the winds, but now need to fling caution to the winds to attend to everything, illusory free exchange is standing lonely and melancholy, confined to a prison, a choking in the throat of chewing, thin taste, deep aftertaste.12ax7
Have been longing for, in the deep red solid hold their commitment to life, to meet a half years ecstasy, drunk in the endless time, kiss the lips of happiness, out of one of the most magnificent turn in the rough road, I don't expect I very happy, but I want to let yourself closer to the happiness, I also can be rendered very indifferent, I do not pray for me very happy, just want to let the taste of the sun filled, so that I can depict the colorful.
The invisible heart strong, can truly see the eyes vulnerable, a lot of feelings linger in the mind but with eyes on that, in those bleak moment, feel weak weak, Ren eyes close, it is so difficult to repair, many times those Timax empty thoughts will be trapped in the the dark corner, in a panic of the moment, suddenly aroused heart ripples, is just a blink of an eye but is so ingrained Dream beauty pro, enough in the sea in innumerable twists and turns or BaiZhuanQianHui, soaking in the years of day and night, another strong reason is that cannot stand, to the heart of the moment that driven to distraction.
In a sense, essentially I still so on one's uppers, barren no human habitation, clean spotlessly clean, not deliberately to think of what, did not dare to try to remember too much, afraid of their own as a careless will not find the soul of the attachment, afraid of walking in the empty night squat down on the can't find a reason to let yourself up, afraid of their own in every happy road because of fear and never get off, I'm not in front of people showing my weakness, also in the endless journey, in order to find your true self, and attempted to characterize the time, therefore, I did as in the past is true, no cover, no frills.
The time in a cold heartless coat, let me shiver all over though not cold, has never been so afraid of, inter trance days give me a feeling of panic, reality and give me those who act with confusion helpless, terrified messy look cover all at one glance, something intended to seize on the road in life, exhausted efforts to hold, not to let go, maybe I thought to keep those happy years I would like to retain, but even so still keep tiny bit, or why they did not cut off all means of retreat to their posterior, why is that like moths to a self cocoons, with emotions deeply indulged some unwilling, that regarded as hopeless. like past hope seems to be my isolation in this world, misty eyes still can not in the deep earth to find their own happiness, happiness does not cycle.Pieces Embroidery use
A kind of unspeakable grief and calm, not clear to get those enough to tear feelings, in the back and forth to repeat the same situation and never sought reason, Enron to accept those who want and those who do not want, and then their own tears in the ordinary sensation, or chewing those difficult pharynx bitter, not to insist on will be some story to arrange, nor in the dedication of some illusory pursuit, perhaps because of the youth. Let me in such a youth edge to be realized, perhaps also contains some body not from F helplessness.
Have been longing for, in the deep red solid hold their commitment to life, to meet a half years ecstasy, drunk in the endless time, kiss the lips of happiness, out of one of the most magnificent turn in the rough road, I don't expect I very happy, but I want to let yourself closer to the happiness, I also can be rendered very indifferent, I do not pray for me very happy, just want to let the taste of the sun filled, so that I can depict the colorful.
The invisible heart strong, can truly see the eyes vulnerable, a lot of feelings linger in the mind but with eyes on that, in those bleak moment, feel weak weak, Ren eyes close, it is so difficult to repair, many times those Timax empty thoughts will be trapped in the the dark corner, in a panic of the moment, suddenly aroused heart ripples, is just a blink of an eye but is so ingrained Dream beauty pro, enough in the sea in innumerable twists and turns or BaiZhuanQianHui, soaking in the years of day and night, another strong reason is that cannot stand, to the heart of the moment that driven to distraction.
In a sense, essentially I still so on one's uppers, barren no human habitation, clean spotlessly clean, not deliberately to think of what, did not dare to try to remember too much, afraid of their own as a careless will not find the soul of the attachment, afraid of walking in the empty night squat down on the can't find a reason to let yourself up, afraid of their own in every happy road because of fear and never get off, I'm not in front of people showing my weakness, also in the endless journey, in order to find your true self, and attempted to characterize the time, therefore, I did as in the past is true, no cover, no frills.
The time in a cold heartless coat, let me shiver all over though not cold, has never been so afraid of, inter trance days give me a feeling of panic, reality and give me those who act with confusion helpless, terrified messy look cover all at one glance, something intended to seize on the road in life, exhausted efforts to hold, not to let go, maybe I thought to keep those happy years I would like to retain, but even so still keep tiny bit, or why they did not cut off all means of retreat to their posterior, why is that like moths to a self cocoons, with emotions deeply indulged some unwilling, that regarded as hopeless. like past hope seems to be my isolation in this world, misty eyes still can not in the deep earth to find their own happiness, happiness does not cycle.Pieces Embroidery use
A kind of unspeakable grief and calm, not clear to get those enough to tear feelings, in the back and forth to repeat the same situation and never sought reason, Enron to accept those who want and those who do not want, and then their own tears in the ordinary sensation, or chewing those difficult pharynx bitter, not to insist on will be some story to arrange, nor in the dedication of some illusory pursuit, perhaps because of the youth. Let me in such a youth edge to be realized, perhaps also contains some body not from F helplessness.
