Overcast autumn lingers cream fly late withered lotus listening to the rain.
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I do listen to the rain withered lotus can not remember what it is that time, just remember one autumn night under the rhythm of the rain in the air with the taste of some soil.
Going to night classes after me as usual than not I think of so great after school only Hawthorn, Hawthorn, streamlined kind of dynamic look. Hawthorn edge of pine trees, the side ring along the pine walk Hawthorn, this road during the day and rarely go under from the rhythm of the rain, there is no moon, the trail is particularly dark. As the saying goes dark people are always yearning for, it is true.
I left to go suddenly stopped, I felt a voice, the sound iffy, public pool. Is the rain, unlike the I'm in my brain search with the sound, the search for a long time, or no answer. This sound to put my eyes toward the lotus pond, strange, lotus withered? How the elements in the above can sound? But I also understand that flowers wither, it will not withered lotus? Exact is the rain as it withered lotus rain, withered lotus rain also never heard of.
Accompanied by withered lotus rain. The only way of my people hermes belts replica, quiet, I like quiet, because what you may want to static, you can also do not want anything. Like my place in the world, specifically for me. But I also can not be so selfish, withered lotus rain quietly let my ears enjoy. I also enjoy.
Withered lotus rain, da da name. Song of Triumph's the sound Shangqie heard, his voice should dry the rain load and Yudabajiao sadness, sorrow, and how a desolate amazing?
The listening withered lotus rain, unconsciously, I had to rely on the Tingbian. Unconsciously, the hearts thrown up thinking, listen to the voice of the heart.
The withered lotus rain listening to the hearts of sighed and said: Love wasted ten years as one day and night. Time, so, look back on outlook going around in circles; fleeting between going around in circles and never returned. The Iraqis the years of separation.
Had a few days with you at the Willow, a total of talk;
Had a few days with you at the Hawthorn side Dramas months;
Had a few days and meet you, Hawthorn Crescent, mutual blessing.
Today is the rainy season, but could not see you? Why? Withered lotus listen to the rain, feelings of hearts, know about this? Know about this?
Forget, you distribute the look of the shawl;
Forget, Plain pure Mo Yang;
Forget you Duzui the angry look.
Executive palmistry see figure had, and now may have to look back to what I am getting old decisively face hovering in the misty rain? Thousands of the world, allow me to comfort me, slander me, ridicule me of, insincere persuasion behind is also soaring with a certain disdain? Bear worth of hate, bitterness, the laugh I am infatuated with this mundane things in life are obscure end of your care. Between heaven and earth, the Buddha Nianhua the attitude for the world Purdue comfortable that the law still Kasyapa response time God will smile; no one can understand the silence of no one can understand me, my world has been inundated by stories you my story has already annihilation in my pen ...
Since then, the sight of the end of your cold eyes no longer, a lot of things in my heart also excites a trace of ripple Yi, although I know non-you intended. Too short life, even if we have on account of high magnanimity, and few bearish things the ebb and flow, the number of dim thoughts by dream overnight rain left the old track, sitting listening to a withered lotus rain.
Looking back on the queue interest, Lianmei replica gucci belts, quiet sigh; walking hurriedly flowing time, looking for footprints scattered the withered lotus pond. Life, I would like to do a burst of winter the warm air, drifting alone in the earth, with the long-cherished wish of life, with Geshi face, Yifu you gentle. Aware, know about this? Withered lotus listen to the rain, you Ho Huan?