 Wysłany: Sob 16:01, 26 Mar 2011 Temat postu: Dream Corner , who met |
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| How much joy, how many sad, in the silence of the night , into strands of sad .
alone by the window looking , Way back thousands of years ago the face of Li Yu crescent moon , silence alone on the West Wing . I do not know the body is off dream , a noon greedy joy . How much success have , how many lost , the moment, wandering the occasion , only stormed the office Breitling, a Spring River Flows East . flowers in a dream , into the heart of paradise. Thus, there is always a strange mind the impulse to insist , to quietly approached . corner when the dream no idea of the heart between the international blank. Past smoke , mixed with delicate warm colors, floating in the memory of the sky, high above , to the depths of the precipitation. when dreams corner , in front of the world all of a sudden I know what to do , it suddenly made me understand, when thousands of years ago captured the hearts of Li Yucheng . Perhaps he would also like to be a good monarch , even though he only likes to write articles , when the monarch is purely accidental. And the rebels may have been the heart of the moment Replica tag heuer, his dream has turned him confused corner broken . he met a lonely moon, the cold of the pavilion , as well as the cup that brought him relief Gu Ying Road . And I will meet who? there are several easy to own the night , spend the dream re-opening prayer , pray for the designation of the distance between reality and dream , I hope we wake up , Angels in the side, such as the corner before the sun was shining . But why , always wake up at midnight Jing Qiao , any invasion of fear and pain a little bit of me. want to start quietly , to pick up that lost a little bit of the good years . After the corner of the sky can be , not the kind of scent , but only scattered patches of snow filled the air of clutter , too late to catch , they fall , no trace can seek to melt , leaving me empty-handed , coldly alone, helpless. Ying Ying at tears , they blur , blurred dream angels , no longer appears in a dream. when dreams turn corner , for a place to start Fake watches, what I want to meet , but I turn on who you meet . |
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