A night rain, cool autumn wind send.
Through the seasons change, reminding us of scenes in a wake. However, although I wake up, dreams are Weixing, I wonder if the cycle of past lives or this life reflected upside, dream joys and sorrows, vaguely not entirely.
Perhaps the dream has to bear that Zhu Lei, but it has long been in the hair between the condensation.
Lean against the wind. Were not alone, the heart alone.
Who said, proud to be alive.
Never expect that can be understood by others, a strong Ye Hao, vulnerable no matter whether. Can not do a princess in a fairy tale, but at least in their own story, who can not master of its own protagonists.
Roadside Napian white orchids bloom several gone. Originally not a well-known flowers, and perhaps thank them go, not a few people care about.
However, I am concerned about. Will not forget, they look like under the sun Mingyan Mazumdar; will not forget, they are physically and mentally tired when I showed surprise. Only my pity, and not prevent their departure.
When young, met with love flowers, love to adopt to plug in the bed of the vase. Today, the number of flowers and swaying in front of, but never mind moving over to the pick, even if only one.
Capture, perhaps due to attracted to love. However, I do not want. Capture the moment because of the pain of the flowers, are also looking at my bone marrow.
So, rather empty window of the vase, guarded hope that a distant relative, nor to go pick those vibrant beauty to decorate my window scenery.
Because, even though close to that beautiful, but has too short.
I know, that the United States, and that incense, in the heart. At a minimum, Retention and that distance, I will be more care than ever before.
Fleeting as water, how much better the slip from the fingers. Some good, not unwilling to capture. I am afraid that the moment in order to own, but lose more.
So, I reside in situ, Bujibuli, but quietly.
No one knows. Together with my care of those flowers.
The fall of Qin cool skin. A person standing against the breeze.
Do not think I'm in a daze. In fact, I look at the scenery.