Mottled memories like chrysanthemum ground accumulation, but to prevent a flood. Time in those helpless, those sad collection, quietly hidden in the deepest bottom of my heart. Let those who love , the joy in the eyes, clear water, glittering and translucent jade. Light if chrysanthemum do a heart of the woman, blooming quietly, quietly send out intoxicating fragrance, don't move for charm, don't for get to. Sitting on a light sweet heart a disc, weak look flashy if dream, smiles to the clutch, wen wan, classical affair.
Long life, that is, someone to someone walk, walk ok , to accept, don't turn round and then with stranger, phase forget the river's lake. No more, no hatred, I hope the years static good, enjoys a time.
In the busy with panic anxiety was bored. Heart is a mess, how so petty? The change of a character, life so disfigured! Rush around and heavy, past then leisurely comfortable flew to Java, without a trace ; text-decoration:none;" href="http://www.beautyunity.com/bbs/?561">Dream beauty pro ! So, in a quiet afternoon, in a calm night, on the sly on Sunday, start thinking about: after four years, is such a tangle of mind? I am a quiet person you like, both around and inside. How to find a balance point in hurry with easy? Is there a medicine, can in the busy little weightlessness for the treatment of heart? The taste of that kind of exhausted suddenly veiled eyes, let I can't see the sunshine bright moon bright stars flickering!