I still think that some of the background of things, some people
Or the feeling of recorded ring
At rest, often in the middle of the night, we were constantly entangled.
Who knows of torque, not stopped,
In the past, all are gone.
As the morning dew hanging sun disappeared.
Scattered pieces of laughter and sorrow
Well-being of people in my heart, as if shaking hands in the pipe Buddhism
He spent a few cycle time.
They began to suspect that the country is destined to meet the fate of the people, before he left
In order to forget the grave. Suddenly, the loss and suffering of the heart.
Destination is not all fingers can be linked together forever.
Who is who in the past, I feel good
Happy days and sad, and ultimately is expected to come to an end.
If the warm and colorful pieces, in the absence of the possibility of end-use
Then, I will choose to forget, forget the past and keep the old happiness.
I began to think that you forget, and through the passage of time,
I checked the fire in your soul
I heart you view hidden Ningzhu smile.
Read it again in the past, slowly fixing the debris scattered in the next few years,
Soft, delicate fragrance color pen was clear, people are smiling, sighed.
You can escape the hustle and bustle of the network can get rid of corruption,
You can forget the date of our Willow Lake
How to get rid of his mind has been implanted in the primary leakage heart?
I’m one of Cordyceps memory clock,
Your account can not drink in the dust of the Cordyceps.
After all, not to hide from love, smile.
I know the Millennium Development Goals to achieve goals • has been withdrawn
Meeting people, a man who in my mind,
Flow front, smile, bow, he had in mind.
Recorded in the human heart, or the like can be met in the afterlife,
Then attached to his commitment to his side.
Hot, caring, young lady, for consideration.
Time to face the bustling heart of sitting in slowly, I do not know it came from the sound of the piano,
Sunset in the sky, it slowly flows
As a feather gently caressing the heart. Peaceful and happy heart.
Love the harp, the people who work
The voice of the elderly, old, old memories
Yellow with age, the photos were introspective.
Even at this as a romantic time,
Even so, how strong the oath,
When they arrived, but the timing of the fingers, move the beginning, the beginning of dry.
Only Yangtianchangtan, sadly, colder range.
However, when the spring, a lonely,
When his ideas, to fill in the blanks
Once this point, these memories, such as last clear.
Forgotten, but deliberately so deep in the consciousness of the space shuttle.
Therefore, some people know some things, some good memories
After all, we can not forget. Forget forgotten
Do not forget to keep in mind, let it go!
Harmony of design, as well as flowers, flower-filled gardens.
Hot autumn afternoon sunshine, golden leaves, sprinkle the shadow
There is a silent space touch the past.
This fall, the maple leaf red as the color of love Wai Ting.
This fall, followed by the individual is ….