Perhaps more hypocritical to see the text was still numb? With regard to love, always hurt. No mention has vowed to love you. The naughty, if love, how do? That no longer love, love in a few years ago is dead, that is dead, in fact, not die, in need of some care and time to listen to, or to help those touched by or blindly leap always thought that in some quiet The slow surface in the afternoon, a clear definition. Love the original.
Love, on the road, fishes in the continuously reminded of the years. Before falling asleep each night, Nianqi. The warmth of those who study, those voices. And then gradually sleep, the dream remains a name and voice. Sweet or bitter. In the early morning together in a moment of Huang Guo is the memory of you, or you. In a daze in the 1200 recall, who said, a smile on its own. This is the original love.
In this way love. Read off each other well. Sa Zhaojiao occasionally. Women are about love in their love of a man lingering in front, always talking about lingering warmth. Recent always hearty laugh, chat rooms bar in Guangzhou Kuangxiao ha ha, as love, life and death live. All of a sudden the language gun, the vent or Yixieqianli Shanjierenyi even more willing to listen to other people's love and crying. This has been a long, long time often do not. Strange change in the winter. Winter is estimated to contain the love season, spring to winter, spring and then? Perhaps look forward to spring in the footsteps of joy and flowers.
Willing to take care of your own, remember to eat on time, remember more clothes, remember that happy, I remember his warm and kind to themselves. All remember. Cried, smiled and called, to tell you. Willing to tell and is willing to face the yellow dress. All because of you. Because of love. In this way love.
I had the pace Taguo, you want to leave traces of their hearts across, lingering for a long time. In a sober every time, those in the shadow of the total Nianqi. You have all the way, Bugu Dan, is not lonely. On the road because of you, because you have the winter because they love. Warm the hearts of the entire frozen.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
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