Love that years stuffed it of old wine

There is a love

  

Is years one of road far away of scenery

  

Once feel hand of tacit understanding

  

But never. Of disclosure. Heart

  

Just like the sun love the Moon

  

A is Dongsheng A has quietly in the West

  

Hazy left in the wind wipe shoulder of Pity

  

  

  

There is a love

  

Only suitable for buried in the bottom of my heart

  

Cloud through she helpless of Sigh

  

She in fly in lost the green space

  

Just like a tree flowers fall in love with the lark

  

A in season in dark the youth

  

A in the sky yelled singing away from

  

Between the cloud water beautiful of butterflies looking for the charming of memory

  

  

  

There is a love

  

She like purple rose as Blue

  

Germination the young of cui ya

  

Bloom the beautiful of flowers

  

Time but jie qi the fence

  

Flowers people so miss the flowering

  

A In Haggard medium-term stay dependent

  

A in sad in clean up landing flocculation

  

Time flies heart in into Forever also not fade of lost

  

  

  

There is a love

  

Is the world light sad

  

Just like Palm love the pine and cypress

  

One want to married. Just but apart in two

  

A throw tears in Jiangnan of nanyanxichuang project Investment Limited Company

  

A in of the North Great Wall Xiang Xue in independent

  

Of cloud is pure years old. A paper vicissitudes of life

  

Slowly lin xie under silent of melancholy

  

  

  

There is a love

  

Eager of a symbol separation

  

Just like moths fall in love with the fire

  

Love in no regrets in sublimation pain combustion the beautiful of wings

  

Ground on the fall the hot of the remains

  

Weak of life wake up wonderful of legend

  

Bright of spark interpretation the love of eternal

  

Night silence speechless

  

  

  

There is a love

  

Beautiful of like falling flowers and water

  

A is past life of Tsing Yi

  

Immersed in the story of time in such as Crazy such as Fan

  

A is this life of spectators

  

Hang around in story in bridge rain Lane admire converted

  

Years ended hong xu falling one place

  

Deals condensation into red in tender of Acacia misty rain

  

  

  

There is a love

  

Are destined to meet but no ending

  

She is years stuffed it of old wine

  

She is youth write of heart

  

There is a love

  

Is the Wind fade rain of the bosom flowers

  

Did not forget and season of meet silent of kiss the land

  

  

  

There is a love

  

Look do the end of the survey through the parting

  

She is yesterday in lingering of song

  

Warm of Miss calm of look

  

Pure and romantic.

  

There is a love silent heavy

  

Need to with life to understand

  

Eyes flowing the unreal world of rain

  

Quietly looking back

  

Moment joy watch into such as water Zen

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