Jiang Liu Ruyan, this spring, I walked from the willow smoke.
Spring rain, gentle who dream? Around the universe, endless spread, stick surface not wet, but lost my mindwomen t-shirt.
I walk, the green Liu Cuidi, Lake boats, fragrant soft rain, and it is easily gather a tree white pear. The breeze blows gently Lai Lai, blows the thick willow catkins, who also raised the free thought?
I can't do that and sat outside, red flowers, how the pear white full of rain, to see how they turn into Chunni more quadrangle. I walked into the rain, reached out to capture a branch, although the bloom is short, but the moment the fibrillation branches, such as heart tremble, shake off a cool rain, in the heart lake Dangqi a circle of ripplesManaged Firewall.
Jiang Liu Ruyan, this spring, I walked from the willow smoke.
I walked quietly silent, water, birds. The song melody and vast, copy from rolia, who got a cavity deep sorrow water sit playing the "Pipa" on the other side?
I can't Wade and Du, to pursue the other side of the string and wind sound, listen to her say infinite things, just across the water Lute Music listening, in the misty rain, telling her the mood at the moment.
Jiang Liu Ruyan, this spring, I walked from the willow smoke.
I passed, leaving my footprints, and whose footprint? The song of Taiwan warm response in time, dance hall sleeve cold in years, only Zhu Yangai of a mansion, has witnessed how flourishing, has seen how the wind? The ignorance of youth, how persistently pursue the dreams, how helpless let dreams? Life had tasted, how ecstasy, and how.
When the chunhuaqiuyue, only sadness still. Even if those years is old, the dream has been old, no squandering charming eyes, only love and hate all year long.
Jiang Liu Ruyan, this spring, I walked from the willow smoke.
Amidst the fog in, great It's only human, in a flat Zeze heart in flooding, drunk out longitudinal poetry Fu word thousands of style. In the world of mortals, we weave the love and pain of the trap, be most willing to fall in with, the pain and happiness, never be bored with sth., refuse to realize one's error!
Spring has quietly fall, spring no longer leave quietly. Butterfly gently over the blue sky, draws the outline of a rainbow.
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