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In My Dreams

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When frustrated really very poetic. As if in a cup of tea, a song, a leaf under can feel the text into a note, in my world jumping into a person's movement. The tune about family love friendship love, always can let me touch in this quiet night to the best of yourself Medicox.

Both affectionate was angered, and ruthless does not hurt, how I want to sing it to you myself; Whether it's time, or in the future nothing, how I want to make your smile into specimen; Both the spring and the autumn passed; and summer to the winter solstice, how I want to warm at that time was buried in the bottom of my heart. If you still can remember the playground swing, I can give you the best mud and I; If I can will you go back to the ticket lost, you must wait for me to grow up a little to really let go; If you still can not scruple to help me clean the blackboard, I was willing to shed the most pure the most precious tears. But there are so important, you and me, I was lost in the forests of the stubborn, over and over again to miss you. Cuckoo cuckoo, where way Medicox?

Look at the tomb of the fireflies ", I remember when I was a child sitting on his brother's shoulder. No matter how distant journey, no matter how much I unreasonable, brother always obliged. Was young and foolish, and I wonder if you also ShenChanLiBo. In the light rain showers, when dad paralysis, in the rain under the eaves of leakage, I don't know what time can eat instant noodles, lucky and I don't know what time are you want luck will come.

Although now I will make you less satisfied, although I now more and don't know what to say with you, but I know all of my brilliant stems from your enlightenment, very grateful to you let me become the most poetic I. Like dad spoil let me become the most aloof, I mother awkward warmth let me become the most stubborn I, sister-in-law magnanimous let me become the most licentious I. As the most sentimental I wrote here are the most literary I cry WIOM.

See "to listen to the song", the girl named Vivian month island and day ze st company's boy, always reminds me of those who insist on and dream. The time of 15 or 16, but again have withered. Once dismissed feelings, all young in the heart of sour and sweet memories. Once sentimental nutmeg, all hands hold a mood. Had inadvertently admiration, to the texture of the canthus ageless fantasy. We always say never regret, but often pour out so much pain and regret. We always feel don't despair, but the vein side of life dispersed so capricious.

We always said I hope in the front, but in the fog to explore people who take who wanders. That is the taste of happiness, may have been to, or have been blown away. Is the fate, or do not cherish the profligacy? Ignorance of how can I understand many! In those years the feelings as a non win both lose gambling, so even if in a quiet night my heart had a shooting star, but to the sentence "in life such as the forest in the thorns, the heart does not move, people don't move, don't move, it does not hurt. If move the person move, the pain in the bone, so the all pain in the world", I eventually become awkward little Bohemian.

Watching the double pupil, I hide in your shoulder, want to see and didn't look at the struggle only you can understand, I frighten of flow that night after the sweat in the middle of the night, still can't help but wake you co-extrusion that little beds. To my good is you tolerate all my bad temper, know my naughty naughty in one mouth. Also say I'm a dormitory XiaoYao, how nice, just like hk yoga when I lay asleep to put on my coat as warm heart. As red to us don't care about the same as the free and easy, everything that is also a cherished friendship.

In that no computer, I can only in the library of the day, because of you, I this since the stream of jiangnan didn't frozen in the cold wind of ice in the north. Because of you, I'm used to the childhood was drowned into loose along with the gender of the talent not four years of wandering in the twenty or thirty degrees below zero. It turns out that you have give me too much of true temperament, the rhetorical topdressing from again appear so pale. Thank you can you let me warm in the heavy snow, thanks to share with me when I am proud of all, thank you for listening to me when I confused chaos and gag. Thank time we each rush thing, just let me miss you deep in the night.

Word without end, end point which appears. The end of the feelings have no, as I said forever these words and phrases. My disappointment will enters the room, I wish I could forever immortal of poetry. Renew my that a cup of tea aroma is thick, I listen to the song to get, I hold that leaf or a world.

If you remember that on the playground swing, I would like to find you; If you can accompany me to grow old, I am willing to change; If you take me out of the classroom 15, I am willing to love you. If time can be static, if I can become mature, so I can just not miss you. This night you also see my articles, as you are with me, as you will give me the answer: the cuckoo cuckoo, where the return journey. Cuckoo cuckoo, return where.
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dream is cool.


Night, leaf GuiYing, tori month. The strings of the breeze to round, shallow memory, get drunk, and hurried away, leaving only the melancholy like like a pipe dream, like fate, uncertain. Perhaps, first met under all of the flowers, life in suzhou, separation is carve patterns or designs on woodwork corridor corner of the breeze, count the prosperous alexander hera wedding.

Sometimes, the same month China blows the time's shadow. Write, the meditation. Thin cool, I think, in my memory, whether or not, there is a handsome boy, at that time, nutmeg trees, spring flowers, my childhood, his name is sweethearts.

Leaders of several cups of childhood moonlight, whether, will remember you once? On a few pages of Yellow Book, whether, will also retain your keypad? China during the month fell from between the branches, playing catkin, as if, once again, see you, the month of fife engaging youngalexander hera pre wedding.

When the spring flowers bloom in the field, double yan have not title to new mud. Flowing water, from the flowers in the valley, such as sound PeiHuan. You cane straw shoe, I then light garment unlined upper garment, wander between the mountains and waters, dyed flowers. Flower rain falls, the breeze, adjusting the dance, however, fell into the who's dream after all. Distant place, wet with the rain lane, wave oscillation heart, dream is cool.

Angelica goose rings in the sky, red leaves have dye through the mountains. Jian Jia flying, whose eyes, still in circulation in the lake? Who OARS away, a smile is still floating in the ears, in the light of the setting sun, landscape as the solidification time. The lake is not cool, boat reflecting the back, with your attire. Who missing is still in the rain on the green flagalexander hera pre wedding, like a dream.

The depths of the time, if meet, you a sword and exquisite, with the horse, with I wish. Through the mountains, only to find the dream shadow.

The depths of the time, if meet, you a white, cream China do dye, iii with attachment, softly light book thousand feet, only pursuit of spirit in the wind.

Time, time light wounds. The wind blows your hair, you say, in the coming year, the spring flowers, come back, is it?

The depths of the time, if met, js mi ammy not away from, David pact kuo?

love is a change for each other.


Love a person is not playing kissy-poo, more not kiss me, I also is not the exchange of interests, but can read you, pay attention to your mood. Two people who love each other do not need every day together, as long as the in the mind is thinking about each other, love can be. Love each other together for a long time, the characteristics of the two will gradually complement each other, love is much more that temper is getting better and better, more and more accommodating, loved the character becomes more and more arbitrary, but still could walk together, because one is trying to meet. Down there is always a person will change their bottom line to meet you, encourage you, is not naturally good temper, but special fear of losing you, would rather get you more familiar more bad trapped in her arms server rack .

In fact, personality is only an excuse for not love, want to know to cherish to protect everyone around him, because of the past five hundred times looking back, we meet only for this life, love you of person, not only focus on the body or wealth, but more concerned about your emotions, you suffered I love dearly, you sad, I don't have the heart to you I will compromise, you unreasonable I can endure, this is the true love alexander hera pre wedding!

To close a relationship again, also can appear misunderstanding and differences, no quarrel couple, only not harmonious family. Angry doesn't solve any problems; The roar, painful heart crack is affection; The cold war, will only make contradiction unlimited upgrade. Cool take years warm a heart, a heart as long as the moment. There's some reason is the past; Some words, endure a endure is harmonious; Some thing, ask. Give each other the opportunity, is the crystallization of the sublimation of love feeling. With each other, forgive each other; Accept each other, cherish attentively, feelings is to not abandon life, there are many silent moved.

True feelings, not promises, not agreement, more is not a condition, but the trust and understanding. Promise more, not to cash is a lie; Is agreement again good, not really hurt; Hard again, can't get along with is torture. Love requires a guaranteed not trust, you also need to a true understanding. Love is not blame, not let the other side to live according to their own thinking. Love is tolerance, love is, love is a change for each other.

What is the highest state of love? What the life-and-death, is habit. A woman accustomed to a man's snoring, never adapt to habit to sleep without his snore, that is love. A man accustomed to a woman's capricious, coquetry, even unreasonable, this is love; One person to another person to change, to compromise, this is love. To love, how much compromise, how much love.

Is true love, holding hands, through wind and rain, cold warm each other, a kind of pay, need to rely on; True love is a heart, in the face of distractions, tired to encourage each other, a kind of understanding, heart comfort; True love, the same journey, into the future, old snuggling with each other, a kind of happiness, be together forever, I without regret. Love, is not looking for a pair of completely suitable for your hand, but a pair of not appropriate, that no matter how they would be willing to hold your hand.

love in the forehead between life and death


Experience the magic forest from a fairy tale, the Snow White beautiful love wifi, to witness the beauty and the beast the loyalty of love, I think this is love. Wandered the swords of martial arts, Yang guo yet dragon son is endless yearning, love between the advent, li mo sorrow to seek your life, but in that a straight teach as strong as death regret. The sound when rong son call jing elder brother, I will think of the so-called happiness also can only so. When read, one day, I just know that love also can be so life and death diffused. Generation of a pair of people, life teaches two snap. This was a bearing numerous oath of marriage, become overshadowed, in front of the fate of the depression in the leaves with a light coat he, whether it is carrying countless thoughts of those who weep met her through time and space. Last month, the flow hard day once cyclization, evening evening ChengJue. Devoted to silent wind flower falls, put the lamp on the west,, love to tea end, and diffused. That kind of love is endless ruin to the person, too sad love, he can only use only thirty-one years time in a hurry. I do not understand, perhaps that is because I have not experienced, I wrote down this section of the past, perhaps one day, in the poetry after float however, only for that little sense of deja vu. I don't understand, why too much love escapes cangmang the end of the life and death server rack.

Are lying in the fairy tale, the prince and the princess story is only the fairy tale. Irrevocable title deed is vast, and the son said, taking your hand, and son xielao. This is I'm looking forward to love. Mountain without edges, river for the exhaust, winter LeiZhenZhen summer rain snow, heaven and earth together, is a must-jun and dare. This is the oath of love. Myself from ignorance to implicitly, all belong to the ordinary, the daddy, mother's love, I can't find a familiar shadow no so-called Jude, life and death are greatly without touching the vows of eternal love. Have a plenty of countless quarrels. I hesitated, love don't want to have the life if such as first encounter, and would like to have a heart, whitehead of all the way to the hoary head not and mutually leave loyalty alexander hera pre wedding? With growing up a little, when reality through dreams, all good disillusioned. I've learned that the love of parents need is not what vows of eternal love, but in all kinds of daily necessities sauce vinegar tea with a little condensation, together to grow together. When I was a child in mom and dad grew up in all sorts of arguments, tired and irritated, never to think this is love, a kind of reality love, unique love between a mother and father. Each other's ear sound told when you get sick. Deeply miss travel when after a long separation. Love between the a bit, they have their own happiness. No, evil, I and your shining promise, to know each other are silent in this lifetime, love in the forehead between life and death go hand in hand. Perhaps this is love.

What is disappointed, I know you tears and heartbroken sound have life. Is destined to life and death disappears, abuse, or ignorance, don't understand. If he know, one day in the old south lake, a woman in the waiting, remember to draw a/f., east, return Cong months, wake up is not destroyed, such as heart and who said, only old stripping, stealing two lines of tears. He will be how to treat. And my world, only a little fairy, I had been waiting for a lost little fairy. The fish who love simple to the extraordinary, even if your life is only a minute, and he would like to marry the little fairy. When I choose fairy as your name, it is doomed to be a promise, and fish were the same commitment. Happiness, on the tip of the tongue is mom and dad happiness when one day dust to dust, dirt to dirts, perhaps happiness will be fixed in a nidea, become eternal. Perhaps one day, when the experience, I understand, love is so simple. But now, I still in the dream.

In the south of the misty rain


Blue sky, is spotlessly clean heart. Sunshine, is penetration Buddha mind. A lamp Qingming, a ray of fragrance, dressed Pathetic, some warm memories, among mountains and the water drunk dealings wind. Lonely glide quietly, in the depths of years, into the misty sky misty rain, spilled south of the ink Dan company seal Hong Kong.

Meet with you, the most beautiful of my life unexpectedly. Sky after the rain, there is no bright rainbow, there thrilling blue. You stand in the lake, Fangcaoqiqi pastoral years, dressed in white, stunning water falling. What edge is? Throbbing soul at that moment only. What is love? Only fleeting casual glance at each other. Perhaps looking for a thousand years of waiting, perhaps forgotten moments of waiting, the moment it becomes timeless. Heart, is a lifetime. Beautiful life, than encounter the moment, the impact of body and soul, gentle beautiful south.

Wen Wanru jade, Wai Lan heart, what shall I describe to you. You are graceful woman in classical Lane, with the Hermit Tao Yuanming, Qingzhao quiet, gentle, and Wet, walking in the south of the rivers and lakes, writing elegant rhyme. Not warm, not play, as this southern rain, Durian, Ruoyouruowu, hazy in my dream. Mature-minded, compassionate hearts, busy watching flowers bloom, Yunjuanyunshu. Homecoming, precipitated a touch of elegant you, you are a woman intellectual and deep. Obsession, is my heart. Intoxicated, is my feeling. Haunting dream Ying. Feel every drop of rain, all your tears; every cloud, all your love; every flower, all your heart; every wisp of wind, all with your fragrance; every sound water ring, are be your Qing Yin. Zen cloud water, you are in addition to the Red, vigil to Buddha in my heart alexander hera pre wedding.

Walking through the misty rain south, along the winding Liu Di, observing fish play wave, wind and waves, either Acacia, such as clouds filled. Think that slender willows, as you wind in hair, flowing out of the classical and romantic. Winding streets, stone waterside pavilions, all with a touch of tempting thoughts. Already the spring, your heart still asleep it? Peach opened, and thanks. Willow fell again green. That rain banana, but also a huge drooping who withered leaves, Huai has gone a thousand years. Do you see it? Clear Bitan, droves of herring, his mouth plants, where planktonic algae in silk, enjoy the freedom of happiness. Petals speckled Bitan, grass covered slopes, I wander in the spring, but my mind was only you. There are a strange herring, but like inverted tour, if rebellious, I always do strange things. Stir in a solitary pavilion, pavilion empty, and that Guyingzilian willows one, in the blue misty rain melancholy hk 4g.

Really like this magical land, and this land somewhat legendary gardens. This is the city center, the last pure land. A few acres of gardens, hundreds of years of history. Across a small lake, uphill, but also a small lake. All trails through quiet, all the ancient gray. Show on ancient camphor and sign hanging on the ancient maple, these trees have been there for 200 years or 150 years. The youngest laurel, there are hundreds of years. Qiaolan standing on Immersió, listening gurgling water, as if living outside. Ancient wisteria, along trees, meandering out vigorous and stubborn, purple wisteria on a brilliant spring bloom unique, that is what a flower waterfall? Pouring a kind of majestic and deep, as if you unique elegance and romance. Mantianhuayu, sky florid. Birds chirp, in such a pure land, their song is the most crisp, their voice, only know there is love, I do not know hate. Birds such as the Teana, accompanied by the sound of water, accompanied by flowers, deep shade, in the lonely depths, in the depths of Zen.

Under the stone bridge, is a canal, canal water is quite anxious, but more to see clear. Algae wind in the hair and tiny fish, such as needle, such as filaments, such as raindrops, such as the woman's eyelashes, channeling a torrent. Drainage is next to Bi Tong, several stool, reached into Pitt pond, old stone fence, but no one anglers. Then less of promise, "Green bamboo hat, green hygrophila Inclined rain do not need to go," the old-fashioned, I miss you, Phi Mino Dai Li, doubted see, in this rain, rain, quiet fishing a lake brothels. I was fishing sway the public, you are fishing woman Millennium romantic. Qin floral nose, as if your body fragrance, quiet and elegant. Far from a pavilion, Bangshui built magnificent sight, the doors locked and a lot of rocks beside embellishment. Rocks, waterside, trees, flowers and reflection in the water, and that the fish seemed to stoning, waterside, trees, flowers and walking through, cruising and in heaven Wonderland. And you embracing, holding a book, slow chant poetry, in the south of the rain, let the water reflecting our face, in the stream of time quietly, slowly getting old. Finally, with this pure natural melt and unity. Lake at the end, is a bridge, the bridge opening is connected to, and is a pool. Big red carp, wagged his tail, slowly through the bridge opening to that clearer and more shallow lake to go, gradually hiding in the rocks disappear. A lawn embankment, shiny green grass. Yula among the bushes, a place filled with smoke.

House building homes, or cornices carryover, antique; or tall Broad, strong and modern. Are nestled in the green bushes, after several twists and turns, deep-lined, discovered a way Orchids. Orchids everywhere, that glimpse of the elegant, worldly know all the flowers, a little vulgar. Lancashire valley, as if the hidden world of you. "Jie Lu in the human environment, traveling without noise. Creates a wilderness round? Heart distant self-bias. Mining Ju Dong, leisurely to see the mountain. Mountain air sooner or later good. Asuka phase also. Among them there are real intention, To distinguish words have been forgotten. "hermit, such as blue, but I'm just a daisy it. You are blue, I was chrysanthemum, graceful in the south of the rain. Portland, in the rain silence. Purple flower, white bottom, light and elegant, and that light petals, thin as onion skin, lip, such as silk. That was the rain wizard, cloud soul, dreams of Sanskrit. Blue fresh fragrance, no one can match the flowers in the world. That is the real soul of Fine penetration in the sky at the moment, a bright shining void Buddha. Portland, gracefully open, under old trees, maybe they do not need a lot of sunshine, just a little wind and rain, sufficient, able to open a shock earthly flowers. Portland, full of a place, where every flower, there is a you. You petals swaying, shaking off a ground poetry.

Because of you, is the rain and warm. Alone in the solitude of the rain and enjoy the heart of your happiness. Turned blue pool, that 200-year-old maple sky, wake up my sleeping wild. Indomitable spirit, all-powerful, full steam ahead, Kangkaibeige, I present the world a man. Want armored cavalry, across battlefields, die on the battlefield, spear poetry. That I, I was a hero, you're beautiful, you're lying in my arms, quietly shed tears, tears wet my shirt, writing their love romance. My Kung Fu, sword long song, and his heroic. Because of you, my world is no longer lonely, wandering dead leaves that land, but also the flexibility of the foot with the rain, flower, leaves, grass is always mixed together, mixing real hint of emotion; because of you, I text With Brisk wings, ethereal mood, romance. Lush trees, the sky-line, this is what a ancient and quiet. Hiding in ancient buildings, and occasionally exposed corner, colored flowers, embellished. White, orange flower, yellow spring, red camellia, purple paulownia, respectively, in different areas, you inadvertently, and you hit a full. Because of you, my journey is no longer alone, and not one person looking at the landscape, at the moment, is clearly with you. You as air in my breath, in my heart and lungs, in my blood the. You are like the floral-like, into my body, and I merged the. Life thank you, in my mind, in my body, you are everywhere. In the south of the rain, meet you, nice. You hold a paper umbrella, who exudes a faint smell of orchids, wavefront graceful, poetic walked in my life. You are my life passing it?

Smoke filled the air, the rain started falling. Life, as always, nothing exciting, and occasionally hectic, occasionally quiet, leisure reading, busy like you. Eager to work with you met in this misty rain. Eager to work with you friend, in this southern spring inside. Eager to work with you in love, this life in the corner. Eager to work with you in love, in this earthly city. Desire to be with you, forget the world forget the Pure Land in this machine. We met in the earth where it becomes warmer Pure Hell is full of happiness. But you do not know a little while, I only miss the quiet, lonely enjoyment, the personal end of time.

Miss dense smoke, Rain with flowers swirling. I like romance of rain, like rain dripping alone in the middle, I feel your presence. Your little hand in my big hands warm, your hair on my shoulders soft, your body fragrance flowing in my heart and lungs, your laughter in my ears lingering. Rain, quietly, gently, softly. You quietly, warm, Mimi. Tears over the face, wet skirts, washing the hearts of melancholy. I wait for you, in the south of the rain, waiting for you, forever, you will come? Maybe this life, you do not appear, it will not come, you're just one of my dreams, in the rain, south of the rain, free of the millennium. My Lan, where are you?

One thousand turn 100 back, unknowingly is a eucalyptus forest, straight trunk, is so straightforward, and does not know a song, evidently, or even to my heart. I like that kind of straight-line sky is so arrogant, the original is still proud of my bones, but forgot he still proud of it. How do you like it? Such a primitive jungle. Vast and not marginal, with the mountain, toward the day's end. The middle is the number of acres of open space, empty and vague and remote. Secluded woods, birds blowing breeze, Manjuan a Lin Shasha sound, stroll in the forest, yellow leaves everywhere, stacked, such as blankets. Open space at the end, is that this new orchard, a large, a large, yellow soil, delicately fragrance. Orchard outside, is bustling streets, the same color of skyscrapers, only separated by a wall, the hustle and bustle, stand on the outside. Pro, this is not as our spirit? Only a fence, they create a pure land of the soul. Few black dog, a few brown sheep on the open grasslands Sahuan, foraging. Not far away, an abandoned Wayao, surrounded by vegetable, a dirt path through the center from vegetable, separated by a wall leading to the Red.

Orchards along the path next to the number of rows in a slow, a fence, a Chaifei, a wooden hut, one full of frogs in Xiaotang, pond overgrown with grass. Open Chaifei, went, showing new species of peppers, eggplant, and open white radish, cauliflower holding yellow petals, neat vegetable bed, creepy many unknown wildflowers. A newly built skyscrapers, called City Island to the, hospital dozens of strains of large camphor tree, called Green Island, a luxury compared to the garden, I do not know how poor a. But people are still lucky upstairs and contentment in the upstairs also saw this piece of green sea, but also fancies mean. Chaifei in the garden, has been extended to the base of the skyscraper, skyscrapers and that only a bamboo woven into the fence apart, an elderly couple in the footings of the building planted fruits and vegetables. People think that the building can be staged reality version of stealing food, effortless. Real paradise, frog drum bursts, we feel that is the right to take the hoe to pick Kei older couple, happy and satisfied. As long as the heart, thousands of miles apart, Whatdoes. No body Nabi Flying wing minds think alike, in fact, needless to say. Caring silently, silently understood, silently waiting, silently blessing, everything is silent, and sometimes really can silence speaks. No secular, no cumbersome, it is pure land where love, heaven affair. Gradually drift into a lingering and warm air, through the years of time and space, burning in life blue sky and white clouds, romantic Jiangnan misty rain.

Road without end, Article 110 attached to each other, winding paths past, a straight road, the big street is several tall, youthful woman faintly audible laughter. Far, vibrant spring, publicity and presumptuous. Osmanthus tree beside a tree backwards enough number of blocks of stone, carving hundreds of years ago, romantic, everything will become history, including that of building youthful laughter. Everyone was young, it will slowly grow old, the last is a cup of dust. On a piece of ground, stuck Jiduo plastic flowers, a bunch of burned paper money of ash, residue nuclear some firecrackers, flowers are planted around a new strain of laurel, surrounded by a circle. Perhaps the memorial is buried in the sweet-scented osmanthus tree soul. Life Ho to, and that is our final destination, to one with laurel, perhaps a good home.

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