Separate pain suffering, the loneliness of two people is a joke. No shadow of the white walls yellowed, color flowers sadness. Former years a go never comes back, the whispering sound of the ear, lost in the heart of the lonely, the pattering of the night rain, dripping washing the filth of my dreams. Iraqi muddle the initial open situation sinus leaving it half open, I stiff standing in the doorway, tapping a number of sound. Shimizu, like the sound of a crash bang at the door where the audio and video case study on the slid stirred ripples carrying corrugated pushed me towards the sorrowful night. Evening hubbub rolled the innocent smile I said yesterday import your tears in the eyes. I am unable to distraction of your drooping eyelids, standing in the beauty face full of weariness, gently stroking your face the flower rising Red Cloud. Ejaculated the pain, my inferiority feelings fall into your shallow dimples, drowned in the salty bitter tears. You cry, but not for me. Everything I do will not be worth a Huangbuzelu flying insects, such as onion skin-thin wings to fan open the door of your heart, so hidden in your inner tears will break out, I placed a direction of the vortex. I kept struggling, and splashes of water blooming in your indifferent expression, decorative curtain which you did not wake Youmeng. You looked at me coldly, but I do not know what kind of eyes to face up to the eyes of your reality. I'm afraid of you under the watchful eye of my soul and ideas will be naked to show in your eyes. That way OAKLEYS POLARIZED RADAR RANGE SUNGLASSES, I will lose a modesty clothes earthly aesthetics ruthless step in the moral bottom line. My body will be crushed, the appearance will be printed on exudes the odor of garbage. You would not know me my name and then kick into the dead water, fill the swimming crossing of wild dogs in the water. Perhaps I should appear to your dream, make you suddenly remembered that I was drowning in the tears that drip you abandoned in a strange country. For me, I want you to accompany me in the shadow, so that I can know you in the social gap, fall in love with you. As long as you do not love, I let go. As long as you, my peace of mind.
Life to what kind of attitude to deal with my fragile heart, I would not have been in their own Diezu that cliff side of the curse is not a beautiful situation. It should punish me, I did not fulfill their promise of the day. If you go to eachother, I would suffocate in the everlasting sea, it will be unable to move in the highest power of the mulberry. I do not know what the words and deeds to conceal their inner panic, I do not know if I use what kind of brush to describe their inner vulnerability, I do not know what kind of pace to disrupt their own confused helpless. I need you, like, surrounded by sunset, in the intoxication of the night with the sunset, dyed their own empty shell. However, I am not a snail line the beach, sea turtles, my spine does not have hard shells of, I will always worry about a crazy shell opened his mouth, biting my spine. Spine as a support, my body will be paralyzed in the backs away, my life would fall into the filthy mud. Even if the sea flying seagull without wings, the water shimmering waves of fishing boats thin, I could not half interest. My waist needs a fixed anchor, but you did not put his mouth meat residue shape into a spine embedded in my body. The muscles of my body shriveled to no sense of to be able to push tomorrow's force, I can only eagerly look forward to your change of heart, waiting for you to cut off his own shadow, forging into a ridge to support my body bone. I finally lost hope, spit out the sweet talk of the past, cast a fine as a needle spine. I stand up, in retrospect, your shadow is trying to arm my shadow. My tears I have not look inside to add a spoonful of sucrose along the scarred, the import is filled with sad eyes. I closed my eyes and hold you in my arms, but empty arms. I hurried to find traces of you, and I see your shadow is wandering around on the icy moon. Pleasant smile and turned away, your eyes fall on my shoulders, and the metamorphosis of a sentimental shadow. So you have been at my side, My heart is in the moon hid in the clouds that moment, to feel your presence.
If he did not met you, belongs only to my fate if they would guide me to embark on the other side, if they would be in your life that sound helpless sigh into my ears. If you give me a chance to choose, I will pick up the side of the road a brick smashed the so-called fate. Everything a person in the lonely night apocryphal. All is vanity, all are helpless, and all are to deceive. Yes, I deceive myself, my dream as a reality. I remember when I dream I can freedom of listening to the song, speckled step, all the troubles are no specific shape of the clouds. I opened my sleepy eyes the moment, long yawn did not make me feel alive, the glare of the lights did not warm into my arms. The morning air made me feel a little cold, I again lay down on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, I hope to sleep again, resurrection hope in the dream. Dream, maybe you blur of attachment, may have light hair Hong fascinated me. However, this is the reality, the brain of my pain in the long dream lost his memory. I can not think, can only sit on the edge of the bed of pain, to entrust their own thoughts to stray wild dogs, begging it to see you in the big crowds on the streets, facing your tender bark of the sound. However, the stray dog ​​is lonely, is lonely, expired bread of my bed it's rumbling, empty stomach queasy. So it should not have promised my hand on Guihong the Acacia situation, for me he did not shape love that you often walk along the roadsides. Suddenly OAKLEY INFINITE HERO RADAR PATH SUNGLASSES, the dizziness, I quietly sleep. You calling my name in a dream, I am shy to be near you. When I come to your side, a ferocious stray dogs in front of my feet is a I suffer from severe pain looked lovingly at you. You smiled, holding a stray dog ​​walked to the reality. I am unable to retain, will be forever trapped in your dreams, your heart outside a passer. I sleep in the dream, he saw himself leaning on a walking stick, step by step toward your distant. Body tired I sat on a cold stone, waiting for the bird stray dogs spit out all the information about your stomach. As long as I know you in this vast sky, flies well, I would feel safe.
Beautiful poetry can not chant out the pain of my heart, beautiful picture show is not open to my love of obscurity, the sharp sword dance no I love Canhong. Who in holding a paintbrush, outline the memories of my time scattered. Who in the hand of farewell music, playing me in the night, confused thoughts. Who in with that rusty dagger, engraved with laughter, I do not have your dream. Is that you? At the water side of the? That only willing and I dare not looking wading Yasumizu of you? Maybe my hand is too short to pull less than your delicate hands. Perhaps Yasumizu too cold, thin clothes to protect them can not be hidden in the mist blowing cold air. Perhaps I was too poor and can not afford a piece of the boat can carry you across the river. Life is too realistic, the distance is too far away. So you are bound to be a hope that I can be standing in your place wandering the passing out of the window. Your door, I knocked loud, the threshold of your home riding, the lights of your home I is not lit. Farewell, my girl. I'm not selfish to put you in mind, you need to warm, you need material, you need happiness, these, I can not give. The success of what you said, does not belong to me, it only belongs to the substance. My persistent love, it does not belong to the material, the only realistic reflection of a blur. Even without you, I would not be lonely, because my love for you to accompany me. I have nothing to lose, but understand, this is a cruel reality. The fate of two people, it's not necessary to use love to decorate? Like a man, why must use "Inseparable" words to modify it? Just know what they have to like or even love a person enough, not necessarily going to say is unrealistic to deceive his love. I put down, never to return, no longer miss. Because I know that as long as you are, I would have peace of mind.
The empty city, lonely person. Not see the right and wrong, lots to talk about the ups and downs. Passionate talent like a falling one after another, the only ruthless talents to full flight like water. Others are falling, flowing water, but what am I? Guardian of the Petals of the yellow leaves? Together with the water drifting of duckweed? Yes, I'm just standing on the Bridge of Sigh Guke, overlooking the back of your relentless. Until you disappear the moment I pulled out the sword, cut off the water, I picked up a lute, playing off the red flower. The water is broken fake oakleys, I was more worry. Whispering, I was more sad. I hand Juqi tears, drowned their love alive. I never have no reason to continue to stay, turned and disappeared in a lonely lane in the rain, marching to the dust.
As long as you are lonely, I do not empty. As long as you, my peace of mind.