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Mining lotus flower, skim Wang Qingquan, riding all the way to twilight song, accompanied by sunset and smoke may not calm life in the thoughts and wait to feel the life of the United States, but also an elegant noble it.
March of that year that I came graceful, like a strain bamboo, experiencing the vicissitudes of the season and then tough growing season left standing in the wind the rain season green, weathered met you when you are drifting away my season, but you love the I tired face, from my world more than a touch of sadness care.
When life makes me lose everything, I feel the life of loneliness and vulnerability sigh: love like a gust of wind, blowing so decisive, I'm like a lost lamb line alone and just walk in the wilderness, you encounter Looking back my heart from my quiet calm you lost.
You are my heart that a lotus it? Because I can only wait until June to pick, I was you do a back Picking female, light pull Qunjiao, slip into the pond, Qingtai fingers, bow, Ningmei, smell your fragrance, drunk deep into Ouhua, Your sweet light, graceful, swept over my forehead, light read my sadness, quietly , I feel for you beautiful bloom, wrote love to enjoy a sea of sand.
Driving canoe, tearful over Lakeshore, just to distant charming scenery , I walk alone, forget the time will change everything, light melancholy'll miss the familiar tall when ridden city, and so I never forget you.
Flowers spring season open smile, YANG Hua catkins flying sky, silhouetted against tear my hesitation, I woke up in the night the child what? Who is stroking my hair?Acacia Lethal, separated in the distant horizon, when you think of the dark, depressed mood, go to the beach when pickers together? Watching the tide ebb up?
My rainy season you come, bring me a fresh move, but also a touch of melancholy, condensation once the wound, I like a flower opening defeat in the frost comes helpless dying, you save my heart Why? Make a dream never wake up, just for the moment life encounter , I can not make up for the forgotten past.
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