July, hot and tiring, Red, a young dream in tears Yingkuang. The injured have been unhappy, always hovering in my mind, lonely city, in this Jixia. Window, the wind has been beating for years, happy in the Loulan go the way I started confused. About our story, forgetting how to start, but always worried about how the story ends, fear. Think more deeply, feel more heavy. Although the dark days not, but the mind sees a ray of old, but not nowhere to hide. The night wind, across from the fingertips. Cloud, although the repeated ups and downs of the wind, still in the exploration of his head, staring at the sun’s birth. At the moment, I do not want to think about anything, just filled a glass of whiskey, drank it. A thousand years of the agreement, brought together in the encounter of the creek. Our hearts, already closely linked, in this life, no matter who it will be missing injured. Heart of boiling, from my love of a persistent, face pale, but it is the only face I, breeze, teams from your wonderful world, like kite, you and I gradually came to the remote.

Let the closing line I ran shouting, but you still want out of my fingertips, do not, you really should belong to the vast blue sky? Perhaps, the tea overnight, settling a muddy brown. Opened the window, moonlight infiltrated the atrium, I dyed white emptiness of those in the past in the precipitation. Commitment to the dead, as the coffee cooled, and cold and bitter, branded in my heart. If one day we no longer meet your remaining memory, is there with my color the sky? I imagined our results, although I know more after the sad loss of illusions, I try to make their own free and easy, although I understand that I will never fit you. Regardless, tomorrow, tomorrow Can you stay, but I will continue to kiss the ferry waiting, I’ll be here waiting for you return flight, even if only a shadow away never echo. Pull down the curtain the sky, some familiar faces, gradually become unfamiliar. However, the night’s silence, but does not enter the heart of the financial Diqi.

I know you put a smile sadness hidden in the back, you also feel the vulnerability of my heart with pain, but you still can not find the back of strong reasons. Mouth, stained shallow smile, his eyebrows, hidden with a touch of melancholy. Yilianyoumeng, asleep. Increasingly unfamiliar language, numerous midnight, silently burning. Stewards have opened over the window of heart, to conceal the heart of the sorry, that’s just a comfort to go with the flow, how to quell the number of sleepless night craze? Setting sun back, kiss you low red, yellow grass green grass among the more deep thoughts, this one moment, love again and again to be re-conceived, the root of love, the wrong disc in the tangled depths of summer. I am willing to share your happiness, do not want you to share my sorrow, look, a red dragonfly is trying to embrace full of happiness, with his beloved, into the hallowed halls. I bring blessing accompanied, will also sail, no longer exists can expect all eternity, your happiness, is my real dream of the most pure.

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