Once again, the figure had scattered, turn the figure also don't know to go to.
Looking up only in nearby, but you do not always with me in the same height.
Fish ultimately a second also can not live without water, our happiness can't oxygen.
Not too much time to waste, I can only slowly appreciate.
Is sometimes, even my own do not get to what it is.
Time ticking, in this time we what is there left.
Always want to disguise themselves, but could not disguise.
My message is heavy on the slowly repeat complex statements, and repeat after the blessing of heavy, very moving.
My heart is not open 24 hours, not the restaurant at any time, welcome to.
When the tears after time, don't know will also won't you weep.
My dignity by you trampled on the last smile, even also lost.
It was raining heavily, whether or not we should choose to hide in the refuge.
Take our sorrow, and travel alone.
Trop souvent, l'illusion de confondre nos yeux
The recollection detains me in sad passing, I cannot see present's happiness.
Avec tout le courage de mettre en place le plus brillant sourire.
Hugh est un non-tout, les larmes aux flux de la langue.
Some loves, more want to pull out to Vietnam are actually clearer.
How I wanted to go, you give pain.
If you want to go, so please leave quietly.
The taste of happiness is like lemon, sour and bitter.
Love this stuff, living not bring, bring death.
Leave a place to me, can let me unbridled smile of position, can cry aloud the position.
Others can not see clearly, also not be to the situation of the others can say clearly end.
Know you aren't compatible with their group, are forced walk in the noisy crowd.
Leaving a figure let I hate myself.
Fading is true while flowering is past。http://yuedu.mipang.com
You send shells wind ring, now the sound of the music hair.......
How nice name, dimethoate, who also thought it is a kind of poison, toxicity, so strong.
No one ever, and not under your next, not the next to me.
Beauty is just a pronoun, just as a derogatory term.
Greenery foils the beauty of flowers was born? I was born a foil the beauty of you.
Love is a carefully designed lie.
We will not make it to tomorrow,?
I will be right here waiting for you
The sky is blue, white clouds very white, under the sun we were happy.
If love is the representative of the happiness, that what is happiness.
America laguna finally still beautiful flowers are soon picked.
We are not dou landlord, lost, gave up to lose but joy beans.
Singing voice singing the dumb, always sing less than want that treble.
Happiness by adding those sad there the elements.
The sunlight burnt my both eyes, only leaves my piece of darkness.
We love the skilled present turns the commemoration.