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Wake up, but not willing to wake up, because the dream of your shadow. Although you still the Prajna nearly leaves, although only in the dream. Love is, don't ask is the edge is. In this life, but enough to meet tube amp. The heart of woman is very small, often only one person, a man's heart is big, often can hold many people. What is love? Love is the "shear continuously, the reason also disorderly" crazy; love is "mind to note, one inclined column" silly; love is "hill as evidence, to believe" life vows, love is a million years, spent the fall of life; love is the edge, also is to rob, no regrets. Is there a love, can you; , have a feeling, can be enduring as the universe; There is no one, could have been handmade jewelry? Love is crazy, stupid, love is not love not not stupid. Margin, is decreed by fate, is five hundred years ago, pleading before Buddha. Just ask for meeting in the most beautiful season. "Rouge tears, stay drunk, when heavy Maid Agency, life is everlasting water Changdong." Be easy, bitter separation. "One day apart, as in March." the world of mortals, who also don't know how much love can accompany the life, how much love can only be silent love. Edge affection shallow, shallow depth. Leaving only a lovesickness dream and the endless stream of spoony tears, inescapable, finally only a prison. Intermittent rain, wet streets of downtown. Falling leaves, tells a tale of this season's lonely. Who can understand your sadness behind the smile; who is in the middle of the night nuhart, listen to your heart beat; your tears in the heart, the heart of the injury, and who can heal his. Do not regret, because, has loved. Love is like a seed once planted, it will be in your heart take root. To do a thousand sails, who is your deepest tenderness. Entanglement of this love, who can understand. A young wine, drunk at dusk into the feeling of sadness cloud backup. Month under the wall, reflecting mirror temples frost. In every don't want to wake up from the dream, I can still feel your palpitating with excitement eager to do sth.. Love, forget the mundane world confused, just want to have you every second, all tenderness. Three thousand live, only for one person. What did the peach, Shuoshuo hua. Beauty fashion, only for a dance. Every look back, in whose heart for love ". That a man romantic love, and in whose heart spectrum become eternal scar. The fleeting time, and cherish, eventually too much pain;; Flowers, fall, can not escape the melancholy. Who's to say, to each other, not forget themselves in the rivers and lakes. I wish, all one's gentle, only hope with you hand in hand with you in the setting sun. Love is, don't ask rob is the edge. Love, is enough Hong Kong PolyU MBA. |
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