When you because it is yet to come is to wait for before
When the rain? When The Wind? Only a character.
Waiting a whole life, blindly Sometimes, Sometimes sober.
When you because it is yet to come is to wait for before, and When It Came later or wait, Because it's more of a New Hope. But some Hope that Will not come, so there was disappointment in the Life is Constantly waiting for. but Does Not Completely disappointed, Because not a hope in man's life.
While waiting to be Constantly asking Ourselves, That hope is this will come? Perhaps this question too much too heavy, so lose courage, induced by a number of interesting, but it Will be hard work sometimes.
As always, like, when i silent, had left, did not leave Also utterances. Just because I am convinced That, Between you and me, has no coy about telepathy. I have to, with or without leave footprints, you'll know . Just like that all night, I stay in your home for a long time, long time, any statements with true feeling, your whisper continually review the laughter of the past, looking back That a day or traveling together.
Then, the next day, I saw you on the micro-blog, wrote this sentence: "whether you believe it or not, I believe That Particularly heart beat All which does not pass. "Suddenly, tears Ying so, in order That a confidant or love, for this one to understand. How can we forget? Gay Days, our hearts beat in, how you never needed. So intelligent Often you joke with me, saying I'm with you, the heart beat in not communicating.
Yes, I believe. Believe there's Such a beautiful red dust in fate Cheap
WOW Gold, have had Such a strange empathy. See your tweets, I still did not leave a comment. I came, I have bone with you, no need to say, you know .
Time flows slowly through the end of you, my Cape. Do not think, and you walk through the spring and Autumn period. Looking back in time, the warmth of the little, scattered in my mind, the original was such a long time, I still cannot conceal the heart beat, moving, and.
It is the spring of 07, met at the beginning, began in the text. I used to believe that fate is doomed. Just like that one, at that moment, I have no intention of clicking, it broke your heart, home, after from this, the bars of pity, geological history, does not leave does not give up. This heavy emotions, moves me enchanted, be a slave of pleasure. I believe in you, so, like you said, a romantic network, beautiful encounter.
Never forgotten, and fall of each year, there was a beautiful day that belongs to you. Remember, you have light asks: "yellow leaf fall, female dream Shuibian? "Dear, I want to say that every time when yellow leaves flutter, even lovely maidens die, old fanghua, continued unabated. So, every season of yellow squash, let me company, accompany you quiet autumn, talk in a soft voice with you, I'd like to, carefully listening to your heart whisper, years to come with you, in the text on this side of the sky.
Silent night, noisy and annoying little hiding during the day WOW
Gold, this time I am on, quietly held a glass of mellow coffee into your home, a chapter to read your text. Just because in my heart, your words, not just the text, there's zizijuju, with you the most sincere affection, as coffee in my hand, rich and mellow.
