Editor's Note: water turned into Qingyun music to mind-like light, sounds of nature in the water of the voiceless, the human mind was intoxicated,
casque dr dre, and life trivial emotional debris in the water droplets in a stream, was a wash is pure. Smoke in the past has passed, the wind, with the month, with the fireworks and desolation, that a shy bow early in the bear mottled look back. So, with a tranquil heart,
casque beats, go with the voiceless street, in the horizon, murmuring in a dream ... ... trickling river,
louboutin pas cher, flows through the dark green of the Sam Rainsy, flow through the winding mountain stream, flowing into our hearts. The moon rose, so round, so bright, faint Yuet Wah fall into the water, the wind came,
louboutin pas cher, and broke into the folded corrugated ... ...
Tonight, I am smoke in the past thought of that period. Moonlight in the crystal beads strung between the fingers, some crushing of the flowers, holding the hand of the wind charming red bloom, petal dust of China on a bypass to bypass the thousands of tender, light point past the eye. I want to forget to tell under the moon, forget the promise of deep love, forget the endless flow of the river was drawing near. Did not envisage that all the events of the past, such as the flowing melodies,
franklin marshall, the combination of heart, the ups and downs, has never been a little off.
With the holy elegant piano, so I can not help going to find the source of the distant river. Lengthy river, water waves,
abercrombie, sound of the piano with the moonlight, the most is the poignant loneliness. At this point, the hearts of the solitary moon surface is cold and lonely river.
Looking to the sky, human vicissitudes. Suddenly I remembered, Zhang Ruoxu: Months pregnant on the people, a drop of water, a string of tears, pulling past arrived hearts, Is committed to too light, too Acacia, my watch, just a dream that can still be a river ... ...
out the window, scant. The window, who is marching to the moon for a repeated warble that song forever Que Chapter: Ai, the moon, bright light bark bark, I think of my Mei in the mountains. Sister as the moon, the sky sky walk away, ah mei ah mei ah mei ah, ah, Yamashita Rippling Brook, clear yo ... ... Psalm languishing on the far month call their own people thoughts.
floated from a distance the faint sound of the piano, the notes, such as river flow spray drift joy beat, simple melodies and beautiful heart to song writing,
moncler pas cher, melody meanders back to repeatedly, such as trickling flow of emotions, euphemism leisurely, feeling of love one step deep, lingering fog; violin continued to play the cool lake, soothing, full of thoughts, I love the theme Nanjin; melody lingering gently, passionately devoted,
doudoune moncler, syllable wonderful,
beats by dre, melodious swaying, music from strong to weak, slowly gradually disappear, such as a river disappeared in the distance. The beauty of the melody, let us think of
water humming listen and enjoy the moonlight, pure, walking in the beautiful little river. Chen Huan the music, blowing a wisp pain. The distant horizon,
louboutin, I can not reach forever. The vast Red, who remember past lives share of the Covenant. Whether all the joys and sorrows are gone, all the events of the past are gathering dust. As far as I am outside, stare attentively at your window, into an everlasting silence of the Qing month.
repeated interpretation of the melancholy violin, through the night, pulled up under the melancholy night. Listen to this song, a hit on the heart wrenching thoughts, depression will be oozing bones soaked body. I won the smoke of the past, the relative silence and the moonlight. After this went on, I do not know sky palace, Jinxi is what year?
whether, even after years of reincarnation? I can grip you agree that memorable? Once Yuebaifengqing miss, miss the previous years is relatively gentle. Even when I look back, also, however, seems like a dream - Rippling Brook ... ...
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