I can not get rid off those beautiful memories, but can not forget the love of hurt and pain, like a knife abdominal pain, full of holes. Restrain lonely hearts dependents of numbness, raving heartbreaking, heart heavy subject, are sobbing in darkness of love, a pair of monopoly youthful eyes, wide stranded in the sea, that stormy sea awakened, like silver waterfall flew, climbed into the pouring, Artemisia defeated a life, your dreams, ripped riddled burden, I am you, you are me.

Yudabajiao dream, not in between the bamboo riding ring, Moody's singing is not singing in the late months. Lonely stretch of road will be more farther, invisible wings.

Love each encounter, he will call me full of holes. Like the story of jungle, always called me chilling. I always get out of your beautiful powerhouse, just like you're my password, I always untied your beautiful locks.

Those pale memories, always holding my nose, I did not understand that is missing or an arc, I always unrealistic portrayal, the landscape has already called this thing I'm tired, I always think of you draw the most beautiful scenery favorite.

I have a theme song sung, The youth remained a wholeyear with the third master also, and when he came home again, and his father inquired, "My son, what hast thou learnt?" he answered, a love I also play the concerto before, raving study on three deep, always reminiscent of the mountain and then high, then deep water beautiful memories. Can not get away innocence, indelible love, always breed in subtle. Those who want something more to say, already growing, design level, numerous raving rain fell. I like the howl call in the heavy rain, get your approval and recognition. Bai and Xu Xian, the Cowherd and Weaver always so sexual gratification, everlasting miss. I really want into the Millennium butterfly, dance with you in this beautiful world, find your love answer.

Beautiful cycle, Acacia powerhouse, both in naive and profound ignorance. Bend down the body like a tribute to the horizon of the moon, you are my dream of a solitary moth, I rushed immortal you can not find you. I was almost desperate to head, that day the sky blue head, never see my graphic design, I like a blind woman, groping in the dark dream, I can not find rely walls.

Tao waves in the crest of wave in Sentosa, I can not stop, those subtle conflict, as I fell in love with a tying, not out of a beautiful piece of rock, can not escape the beautiful reef.

Under the moon we are so Liangxiaowucai, Unter den Linden said we are so common feelings. Love for each other as hot as summer, is the patron saint you love me, you are my beautiful fairy and responsibility.

I have the whole winter for your salvation, as if the cold snow, ice melts in my inside, you turned it into a thousand butterflies, engraved on my body, carved in my heart.

Silver butterflies in the snow, you suddenly skip over, you pecked to one, you have to forget your own happiness. Throughout the winter you are asleep, like holding a beautiful, I turn into a silver dove, flying in the air, so beautiful and calm.

All are engraved for you tonight where I sleep.

I put myself in a bind, "cuckoo" call the dream that turned into white pigeons in the cycle in the beautiful Qiangdian, dancing in Acacia dream.