www.fanklub123.fora.pl

dennisft

Ten years ago, I quit my job and moved south under independence. Ten years later, or quit his job, decided to go back to your side.
take back Canhong
inscription, alternately quietly season, missing the mound covered with grass, covering the yellow time. Spread the thoughts, lick a tired body. Front of your shadow everywhere, indeed, caught the Yi Mei vain you every now and then, a sad turn, disappeared in the wake of the midnight. However, the dark sound of silence left me to sigh.
elegy, even singing in the Lament. Qiantang River, a pointer to pierce the apex time, the drop of bright scarlet, playing into the heart of the Golden Age, broken in Mogan, the mark has become a pledge of eternal love. Road is long Come, in the long ring, you figure the longer the more clear.
If the separation is too long, is not agreed upon the mind more firmly. While walking, while give up some of helplessness, but can not afford to let go of the pain is still a deep-seated. Shuttle in the heart of the city, travel between the mountains and seas, verdant youth, China is gradually Health cream. People do not trance again and again, are you gazing after turn, can only meet with the religious text outlining the warmth of a smile. Many dream wedding day, the dream but not the parting of the site. When love vintage wines led to an altar, a pair of figure, when the overlap into the butterfly's love song.
spring, sunny, in the face beauties of springtime, and who know how to shade in the summer cicada hoarse. When 落雁 whine, red, the scent residue, a pool of lotus leaves listen to the rain blows, drops of tears from the people, but also as a winter disease plum trees scattered into the mud.
a misty rain curtain mind, heart diameter submerged even resentment is still your dream, your shadow smoke clouds lurking in my dream by the year, at midnight, it was not true touch your face.
wandering in the rain, sent a soul crooning, gradually clear. Xu is the life of the helpless, the life force, only bid farewell to home, step by step to enter the June rain. Life is full of strands of truth arrived, however, we can not live in a vacuum in the world.
kicks some distance, is right close by, it is the horizon, rain ask side, but it is cold pain. Your youth dim day by day, in the dim light a lamp [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], not a dainty charm. Miss the suffering, the happiness will become gorgeous together, and I sigh, flowing rhythm in the old, the wet, into a romantic mist. Difficult to meet when Bie Yinan, when to go back to the hand we had, the time is always dependent
deep, Acacia gone through the storm season, each new year could hardly return date finalized. Hesitation space, filled with the lonely Yingyingchaochao Liao, pop-up from the fingertips of Acacia, bit by bit, thinner than the yellow flowers.
tonight, dream of thousand turn back, filled with smoke, the opening curtain of the fry over a full, save the Acacia plot, lingering in the lonely pillow. The memory of the warm fragrance, through the screens, in the misty moonlight. Butterfly Lovers Nagqu favorite is still alone in the room of your haunted do it? Time passed, the years such as water, to see the mortal world, lighted and warm, derived my resignation. Perhaps the wounds of separation between each time the waves are out of dark red blood, which is the southern span of the crazy hope your landscape, dancing alone shoulder the rain, no regrets and no complaints.
years of separation, suffering a memorable one. Silently into the distance, countless tears. That tearful voice, echoed the call of your heart; when you leave of the Yangtze River, to return home?
this voice will forever be etched in life, durable will not disappear. Perhaps no one will have weak side, that is the true nature of life.
July Falling Star, September granted clothing, sentence exhort, always remember in the ears. Life, doomed to bear the seasons change; and I have mixed feelings today, because the separation of the way out and never set it? I was reluctant to part with years of wandering south? Love, from life's hardships by since then, no one sings of two people alone. People happy in my arms [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], hold your hand, taste the warmth of life.
pick open a curtain of rain, Du Yi solitary window, and instantly filled with thoughts of rich, boundless Siyu fine as depression, thoughts of these thick twill weave, can not be entrusted with the clouds on top, only delivered in the rolling night rain, every now and then to the horizon, scattered to the north of the Book, the soul flies away.
more recent nostalgia mood, the wind blows, the Yi Mei elegant, yesterday, has turned into a reunion of the song. Xiao Ling Fu affectionate a tie, the desolate Youyan, cuff tears Results earnings were then issuing news reports. Streamer in the deep tenderness in the species, so that in time all the trappings of precipitation, from alarm. Red Who knows what children love, the flower Acacia brow, waiting in the bloom of years. Sigh decade, an instant on the years lost in the behind and looking forward to life in a small section of each, trance, I see your joy turned into tears.
you at the moment, still waiting for me in that light the lamp it? Lonely Love, who is also yellow and thin. That flexibility and persistence for many years, no complaint numerous storms of family commitments. To appeal to your heart, the mind can be covered with dust from the softest depart. After years of ups and fermented into a cup of glycol [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the mixing into a blur of romantic memories. Eyes of tears, no longer young face, gazing at the turn around, the bright red of a sunset into the spring ... ...
put pen to paper as martyrs, wrote those words guilty, alone [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the hometown of the distance, marching to the emaciated walking You walked back covered with tears Acacia skirts. Your eyes still flashing smile strong. In the depths of time, your brilliant, rippling deliberately Yuli among the lotus flower