2011年8月12日星期五
fish
Dream, Pin turn back, but with beautiful flowers spread out. Flick sleeve breeze to ask pink eyes, Busy over, who is still in gently, counting on the yellow flower? The fallen petal into pieces, who is, still in silent spring clean up, and a shocked? However, countless, is little drops of the lovesickness; And Saul, not over of, is the individual events of the past.Once upon a time, said good, painful, yellow flower tree, no see no go. Fortune is fickle, night wind and rain, the flower falls, dream, people how broken rains, share the joys and sorrows of the same, and when? Once upon a time, said good, easiness, heaven, earth walks out.
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