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dennisft · Wysłany: Pon 11:56, 21 Mar 2011 Temat postu: A person's distant

night, the endless galaxy, the star was covered with a few flickering. No lights, no frogs, in the extreme quietness I hear my own heart beat.
a crescent moon, is very thin, very gaunt, pale face, no trace of color. Perhaps people do not want to see her broken heart, are quietly to his weak body into a heavy cloud hidden.
the window, gazing distance, strands of thoughts , smoke Si Wu. Birds are flying long grass is the most beautiful season, but still cold water on arrival, but the sad! The lonely night, with only a shadow of the wind sway.
Yu few Hengqin , call a chord, music, lingering melodies awaken the boundless thoughts, or, if steady and endless, or if the surging river one after another. This is: middle of the night light comfort lonely, frightened from the sadness of vegetation!
side of a chair, on the opposite side. Miss you, but not at her side. Drink a cup of moonlight, the Acacia held in the glabella [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], any slender fingers, playing Jianpanshangqiao Homecoming. Thinking about the fireworks far shore, warm for the infinite loneliness. Curl of white smoke rising, bent mouth smile, bright eye color of the world is out of the window stream.
set ten thousand blue waves, standing on the ferry Acacia. Waiting for you, but it is way off the War situation. Drink a cup of thoughts, the worries are planted vines thousand years old, winding green dream, he kept soaring in the season. Xi Lan a gentle, graceful wet red armbands, also drunk, restless lips. Lit sleepless night.
not, a reading thinking flowers, silent in the years in the streamer. I hope you, but away indefinitely. Drink a glass of bitter, the blessing engraved on the forehead, standing in the vast darkness, humming Smoke in the desert. Waved his hand, picked up a sad twist cycle, when separated from the space's heart, bunched up into the horizon, so that both sides hope to open a drop of blood of the rose.
fold a paper airplane, set out a number of love words. I found you, but only heaven on earth. Seventy thousand feet in the air, falling dreams of a colorful curtain, Double Butterfly lightly prime silk, swaying with the wind in the air! Drink a cup of desolation, Full of residual blend chapter punctuate, too romantic about those who look, there are the mud trail of confusion.
Why? Her face is so earnest passion, rain, attachment, and you have a pull off the back of her left. But, how do you bear to leave her right there Haikushilan of the Covenant, supporting the day and night? But, how do you bear to let her waiting for the mountain without Ling of Heaven and the king is never dare to obsession, wading through the years? But [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], how do you bear to let her curled up in the lonely dark corners, the Ganchangcunduan? But, how do you want to see me at the fork in the road of love wandering back and forth?
sit by the window, sighed deeply courtyard. Skimming over the surface, the feel is the flowers close, Luanhong thousand points. Dark and desolate, is squandering the most beautiful eyes. Hate worth of thoughts, bored! Why, two people dream, she is always one person to do? Why, the way two people, a man she go? Heart two paintings, one half of the just right, why do you reluctant to pen to paper? Whether, Chihiro, but she was a person destined to far?
you know, once the soul out of its scabbard, a hollow shell like a sailboat in the wind, float along the shore can not? You know, she watered with tears and tenderness of those words, just take a moment to let her new green uneasy, but she is still careful, quiet, and so it come beautiful spring, through the scorching summer, marry rich fruits, ride snow.
on Liu Shao month, according to the contract eyes, those tender feelings, the plight of those who sorrow, or fly, not a pledge to the end of time [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! Can not continue to dream, turned into a breeze in the sad, repeatedly jumping in the branches of night, the end of the dream.
three shifts in the mirror, it is regrettable is Huafa Chang Yen . Zuili burning the midnight oil, Dai Mei tap. The unspeakable melancholy, historical figure, carded years of vicissitudes, plaintive string together into a touching story. A breach occurred in the heart, missing even greater than the sadness! a love, a Chilian, Love in the depletion of the blossoming, the only frustration of the wave, must not End of the World. Since then, Lian Lian slivery tears locked the aging of the spring. And those
to the finish, be considered to understand [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], whenever the Red Juelian of people, as the hour hand minute hand second hand. Overtake each other, no matter how much you through shifting alliances, the number of Chanchanmianmian enjoyed, but never get out of a given
wind Xian Lian, Fei Xu silent, falling inextricably pain. Holding the memories, weaving words dream, do not touch any of the wit and piety half line, even if the run to a lifetime of tears, but a fuzzy tip of the brush. Rotation, dancing, even if the injured wings laden with a stretch of hot, I have my dance and turn around are beautiful too. After the magnificent turn, with the memory that it came from a travel light! Waiting for my own forever!