Yang Fei Cai head well sweet

deaconmbm · Wysłany: Czw 1:48, 24 Mar 2011 Temat postu: Yang Fei Cai head well sweet

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know you the spring night in the moonlight over the window.
touch with the crushing of the Yuet Wah gently floating Longzhe their dreams. Full moon has one dream the soul of the subtleties around since we met in your touch of sadness also played at your sparkling fragrance. Not because of loneliness not because of loneliness an accident is also the chance. Clear as dew drop charge like a meteor across the sky like the past life of that Review as stranger that rub shoulders between. Silence is to thank also the Xiangxi is edge graceful also copies [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! Meet the moonlight

Garden touch you scatter the petals.
once in the past sweet as the sea; have time song and water. Meaningful writing your beautiful butterflies and the Xu Liu Qing Wu thin heart deep sea ripples. I walked into your world provoked the valley streams there are birds chirping. Often obsessed with the sigh of your fingers they forgot to streamer light a loquat but the sweetscented osmanthus cold in Milan amazed by your dream.
do not know when cold mountain water thin spring bloom the branches and the petals scatter over the floor. Who tore the warmth? Who broke the heart of this beautiful piano? Who destroyed the natural time soon? Who is separated from the pure body contact? Who is harmed by this poetic flower? Who is knocking loose dreamy dependent? ?
Moonlight no longer smiles no dancing butterflies fly. Rain Comes from Wind it was drunk in silence weep. Snow falling in between you and me the ice extended in good faith and sigh no sweetscented osmanthus fragrance Susan no longer release Xin Lan Lan Plum has become very indifferent.

you standing at the window to wall silent touch Yuet Wah Yuet Wah passage at your fingertips.
breeze blowing your hair a light fragrance kissed your cheek you painted a moon landscape of grief that you in the picturesque Bay of clear stream trickling tears. You shake off a fragrance and Bougainvillea's full of fallen your turn decisively to all a silent century.
you moved in the soft petals of wandering cleaning all bury all. Flower is the fruit lover you touched on the beauty of marriage just like I can not accept your escape and flee you Tanwan Xiangxi your hair and your eyes vague with.
planted a linden and other multiJun pick back. Review your shining it is little tears.

flowers moonlight night and you dressed in white the fragrance of Milan Qin Ren Run for your thoughts.
a pair of crimson butterflies dance in the flowers sweetscented osmanthus Bougainvillea with the bright burning with a beautiful fairy tale. Experience your heart sinking heart of gold you leisurely's clothes with an innocent smile and your innocent Resentment my life into a romantic glow applied. So take it lightly because of your wonderful day cheap cheap years because of you dressed dark time for you and vivid.
happy to return the branch the beautiful bloom between the branches or your garden dripping Yuet Wah my infinite grief and sweet close to that. Across from the one night stepping on your fragrance your eyes follow with your finger in the direction standing in your window to hang around. May not flower stand in the loquat tree bring your green and mind.