Light twist ink

The morning breeze suddenly wake up, startled sleepy fragrance, a floating, attracted amidst the half late. Under the eaves of the mist, winding heartbeat this season, such as the dew of the crystal clear. Smiling eyes, the light smoke curl, persistent eyes, gazing at the distant longing, hit bursts of fragrance.
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The first youth, green lets the human heartbeat, the hustle and bustle of the city after the quiet, lonely I wander around the footprints, dreamlike blue sky, beg rain in half, sunset sunset, red face, went home, quietly MPLS.
Light autumn in August, is the height of summer sun, fervent that last autumn, was dripping wet cotton wrapped in a wisp of smoke deflection around, gently lift. The heart of the sky, calm and quiet, the tall poplars after the summer rain and more stable. Hot season, cruel away the mist gently, vaguely remember that piece of the sky in Bijie last year, I miss you once, under I never meet wish, depending on floor, listening to the wind and rain, wind is fragrant incense not in too late to regret; full paper ink can't write, round back in this season about the trace.
Miss bell, awakened the heartbeat of my sleeping, don't smoke, brandish a sad after the little thin. Vaguely remember, can transform your encounter fragrance overflowing corner; back to look, South Gate Bridge your thin moonlight shadow.
Like the cool breeze, blowing my black coat, let the giddy head felt the cool. Like the high view, watching the sunset, full of Jinhui. I am eager to enter the Jinhui in the dusk, to pursue a sad dream. A wish boats took time, woven into the dream shadow yesterday in people's Park, old bitterness lingering heart lingering, our candle, burn much Yingying red tears! So, I for your direction, this season's past a poem, written on your way to the August women clothing brands online.
Clear August destined to deductive prosperous and brilliant this season, I decorated with every sky above us with warm heart, deep heart of ups and downs, tangled every nerve hands, never let the character of NIB quiet.
Taste, phenomena in the world; see, the world changes in temperature. Tired of the day appear trite and insignificant; side is afraid of cold; his lonely lonely and helpless at a loss. I remember how many fishes rain, gentle moonlight and stars, cold before many flowers and fragrance. Enjoying life is ups and downs, got too much life unfair. Pain, his uncool no gorgeous appearance of sorrow; cherish, never encounter with you meet very late regret.
Listen to the rain curtain, this pretty know. Early thought from each a bitter in my heart; little dissolved with which it would be awkward to disclose anguish. Ever try not to close to you, may be afraid of their own lack of calm, accidentally fell into your emotional vortex, although I still can not escape from your cupid's arrows. Ultimately alone quietly read you, read you a fresh flower fragrance, read you Cheng Yuehua quiet tenderness. Just, I can't read this season, what disturbed my deep heart, what is pulling my mind every root. Playgroup I think, no matter when and where, I will watch you direction, looking for the nearest distance to your arrival.
Graceful still blurred, the end is inextricable sadness node; ripples is still not startled, unique taste affectionately. And the sea in travel over land and water, winged thoughts, are engraved with ancient cities, to wait and watch, a curtain. Dynasty silk Twilight into snow, tears flying catkins dance. Shear constant, tangled, there are Acacia bitter, feeling bound thousands knot, but who know the reason?