Think about and you hand in hand

 Reaching the sky, came to a meteor shower is blue flowers. That night, the drunk expectations, shaking flash in the warm arms of the helplessness of the entire winter.
Initially, it was inexplicable lust, or like it, do not understand. But the water of the tender to come quietly at that moment. a heart of comfort, tired of love in the arms of the million little knowledge of human society, cast aside all the mess, just brings tears of the quiet light cuddle you. those seeking language also off the sweet, shy phase, as one after another drop in the moment, trembling heart, the heart program at least a piece of paper.
always thought, a beautiful fairy tale, will outline the full arc of life, carrying a heart filled with piety. knowing that you have gone without you, miss you! school will not forget you, then let yourself to learn, to replace the well-being sad and lonely winks ... see you, can still think of you, think you are a kinds of sweet!!
because of you, countless night, the heart starts to stray. day and night thoughts, suddenly crossed the solitude of the hands, touch the pain of the past. fragmentation refers to the Sun through the sun, torn the hidden heart pieces. who never far away from the story, has long been silent vast, submerged off the enthusiasm was unrestrained.
hate and hate only, should be so misplaced your hand. lonely wind, the sad looked at the fall old. Hongying fall for you, think of breaking, a tenderness, pain into the mark! the heart of the sea shore, no longer hold can not afford to dream of a river debris, a sub-bonds of, Half a nostalgic! Listen Whispering voices, see through clouds of white light at the light elements, all sub-fly scatter. in the end who is unsympathetic, indifferent to pull hurt once delighted. Ren Yingying spring, occupied by the enemy into a melancholy thing before, thanks to spend leisure pool, haggard world.
deeply loved, but asked the sea Floating Life, who else, which means there Who knows? You may have seen my tears, is slowly flowing from the sky, remains a gnawing regret westerly , wandering alone in the branches. And I still stubbornly standing in the earth in the larvae larvae, stand watch fossil. only, so you a have similar Looking back, life and then you take my hand, so infatuated with life-phase tilting!!