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The breeze full Lau, the moon like a hook, a starry, a cavity miss, two xianchou.

Suddenly feel, yesterday that don't, like "One day apart seems like three years".

Fine lights light falling on a window, the ear is you clear sound, such as the Magpies like "moment".

The desk lamp, the refraction of my melancholy, gazing at the added dizzy, hazy, a flowery smile, there are a pair of autumn Tan general eyes.

Time to tease my longing, only in the language of romance with you. Accustomed to separation after your "An Jing", in their silence and read my heart murmur, moist eyes imagination at this time, your joy in the "mothers" rejoicing, night, also appears bright up.

The years the pace of a door, and my hand tea, slowly stretch leaves, forming a natural pattern, that is "Lin Juanniao", dragging a heavy wings fly, because it has been too long.

So, the heart is light soft, into a warm nest, let it sleep, had better give it a dream.

The heart quietly, feeling quietly, the Acacia who knows?

After reading has pillow before books, read pages filled with your taste, tender and soft, pure naughty, also with a "high handed".

Watching you clean, bright smile, the desire to immediately hang up your long eyelashes, condensed into a round pearl, scattered into amorous moonlight.

The depths of red dust, the road when, you croon, put the spring body, naked into a bottle of wine label, sticker on my forehead, let my heart to awaken, to meet the moment, bouquet, doomed life hard fate.

You tied complex, I dare easily open?