Stopped in the city does not belong to me, beside busy, in endless streams, but the way I always cold.
into the plum in Asia hall, I realized the window of the eruption of a Magnolia flower is the aroma is intoxicating, and she appreciated me in the window, I was fascinated by her in the hall.
is a picture of each person, passionate as I do not know how many will be passed out in the hazy night. Knowing that heavy cold outside the window, but heart not help himself, the idea of breeding out the adventure. This line is really white jade magnolia? She really fragrant? She will not like me in love with her as silly to me?
However, a brown glass separation between us, I have my warm world, her cold in her room. If I go out, will catch cold, also have been hurt if she came. This is the story of life should not happen, just as the train from the track towards a new direction, the tragedy is the end of the story.
into the dead soul will know, everyone put on a beautiful coat, so that you can not see his ugly body and mind, every place in the absence of access to before, all dressed in the charming mystery. Magnolia faced temptation, I can only keep a respectful distance, play it safe. Waved goodbye to the Road, the scenery, this is not my city, Renzaitaxiang, soul doomed to loneliness, and loneliness that is my view.
Beijing Mei in Asia, maybe just a dream in my life, sweet dreams, Hearty.
my head knocked at it, I also wake up quickly.
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